Chapter 14 What a miserable life for the real daughter

Although the old man seemed to always dislike Fu Yanci, the interactions between them often revealed a warmth, which Song Yan had never felt before.

It's really ridiculous to say that the care and warmth I have never felt before were all felt from a strange family.

The dean once told her that with the exception of a few special cases, no parents do not love their children. Did she happen to encounter such a special case?

"Yan'er, you don't look too good. Are you tired from going out? The food has been prepared. Let's eat first and then have a good rest after eating. You don't have to worry about anything, you know?"

Mr. Fu's voice came, and Song Yan's heart trembled. Just when she was about to speak, there was a little warmth on her shoulders, and it was Fu Yanci's palm, “Let's eat."

"good."

She raised one corner of her lips and smiled brightly, which caught Fu Yanci's eyes and did not fade for a long time.

…

After washing up in the evening, Song Yan knocked on the door of Fu Yanci's study, “I have something I want to tell you. Do you have time?"

Fu Yanci looked away from the computer screen and landed on Song Yan's nightgown.

Although it was just an ordinary nightgown, the fabric was close-fitting and outlined Song Yan's perfect figure.

There was an elusive emotion in his eyes, “You... that's all, just tell me."

Song Yan still felt a little confused, but did not go into details. He sat down and said, "X contacted me today and said that he had visited the Xue family and treated Xue Hong, the young master of the Xue family, and asked me to take over some follow-up work."

"The most important thing is that he told me that this young master Xue is not just sick. His situation is very similar to that of grandpa. The cause of his serious illness is actually the poison that has not been cured. There is a high probability that it is another member of the Ghost Sect Thirteen. Handwriting."

Mentioning these, Fu Yanci's eyes instantly sharpened.

Song Yan's expression became more serious, “I have to say that their techniques are indeed superb, and the poison is very powerful. I happen to have been in contact with these patients, so I have a vague guess."

Fu Yanci raised his eyes to meet hers, and the two of them said one sentence almost at the same time, “Someone in the Thirteen Ghost Sect is using others to test poison."

The whole room was quiet for two seconds, and Fu Yanci frowned slightly, “Grandpa fell ill a few years ago, but Xue Hong is different. He was born like this. I don't know if the Thirteen Ghost Sect existed more than 20 years ago, but they once The formal style is completely different from what it is now.”

"Yes, but Xue Hong has never been cured before, but his condition has never worsened. He has always been in a gentle state. But in recent years, his condition has suddenly worsened. Everyone has no choice but to watch him. Declining.”

Fu Yanci nodded.

indeed so.

"You must be investigating the Thirteen Ghost Sects. You can just get in touch with the Xue family. I'm going to help in two days. Let's go together then?" Song Yan said.

"good."

After Song Yan finished speaking, he stood up and added before turning around, “It's better to go to bed early. Healthy diet and daily rest are very important."

Fu Yanci seemed to be stunned. It wasn't until the door was closed that he seemed to react, with a hint of smile in his eyes.

He listened to the rare advice, turned off the computer for the time being, and went back to his room to rest.

The next day, Song Yan woke up in a daze, took out her phone to check the time as usual, and found that the phone screen was full of news, with two eye-catching names on the push button, Gu Lanyan and Song Mianmian.

She raised an eyebrow and clicked in.

#A certain young man once got into trouble and ran away, and later found others to blame him. Is this true or false? ! #

# The real and fake daughter of the Song family strikes again! #

#Are some young masters and ladies just wearing a layer of hypocrisy? #

With so many hot search terms, the comment area became even more lively.

"It's the Chinese New Year, it's the Chinese New Year, and the Lezi people are so happy to see it!"

"But are these really talking about Gu Lanyan and Song Mianmian? Gu Lanyan is a well-known noble son, gentle, polite, humble and polite. How could he commit a hit-and-run accident and find someone else to blame for it?! "

"That's right, Gu Lanyan and I are from the same school. I have never heard of such a ridiculous thing!"

"Some people should not be too stupid. The evidence is conclusive, and the most outrageous thing is, isn't it that Mrs. Song is watching her own daughter being used as a scapegoat?"

"Speaking of which, the story about the real and fake daughter of the Song family was picked up high and put down gently without splashing at all. This person named Song Yan appeared for a while and then disappeared. Now no one mentions it, so I have to mention it. Forgot about this!"

"It's so funny that Song Yan was brought back to the Song family when she was about 10 years old. After that, she never appeared in front of the public again. Then she was imprisoned for five years. It seems that Song Mianmian and Mrs. Song were always enjoying themselves outside."

"It's too tragic, it's too tragic. Can I call the police on Song Yan's behalf?"

"I have a question. This hot search has been up for several hours. Why has there been no movement? The Song and Gu families don't do public relations?"

Song Yan saw the last comment and narrowed his eyes.

How could it not be public relations?

She had already checked the backend data just now. The two companies worked hard to cancel the hot search, and she didn't know how much money they spent. If it weren't for Fu Yanci's restriction, they would have been crushed to death long ago.

Sure enough, finding Fu Yanci was a wise choice for her!

Song Yan smiled sarcastically, but she was in a good mood. She got up to wash up and change clothes. The screen of the phone that was thrown on the bed never went blank again, and there were always calls coming in.

Throughout the morning, Mrs. Song couldn't contact anyone at all, and she was so angry that she smashed her cell phone on the spot.

Song Mianmian was crying beside her, feeling very pitiful, “Sister really does hate us, that's why she did this. It's our fault, we shouldn't have done that in the first place."

"She ate and drank freely in our Song family, but she only went to jail for five years. If it weren't for me, she would have starved to death in that orphanage. How dare you repay kindness with hatred!"

Mrs. Song was so angry that her face was distorted. She paced back and forth in the living room and said angrily, “Just in time, let's go to the Fu family to meet her and see if she dares to let the Fu family know what kind of person she is!"

Song Mianmian's eyes flashed and she raised her red eyes, “I didn't dare to go. Yesterday, my friend and I met my sister outside. I went to say hello to her and wanted to invite her back for a meal, but..."

"She bullied you again?!" Mrs. Song's chest heaved violently, and she hated the iron. "How come you are always so kind, and you don't even know to tell me when such a big thing happened? You have to swallow so many grievances!"

Song Mianmian choked and shook her head, “Mom, my sister has suffered so much inside, and I, the younger sister, should give her some compensation. I don't blame her, I'm just afraid that if I follow her, she will be even more angry. "