He Is Warmer Than Time

Mrs. Tang was so angry that she lost her mind: "Xiao Yezhong, what are you trying to say?"

Song Ran clasped her wrists, gritted her teeth and said: "Why do you treat your second brother's mother, you insult her all day long, say she is useless, say she is useless, say she can't stand a man, say why she still has The face is alive, Mrs. Tang, and the depression of the second brother’s mother were clearly forced out by you. After she fell ill, not only did you not pay attention to her condition, but you also felt that she was sick and groaned. She, slandered her, made her... her condition worsened, and finally she chose to commit suicide. It was you, the mother of your second brother who forced her to death. You forced her to death and pushed all of this to my mother. How could there be someone as vicious as you in the world."

Mrs. Tang panted violently, reaching out her hand to cover the back of her head: "Niezha, you Niezha, you dare to slander me?"

Song Ran sneered and looked at her: "Slander you? I think, the second brother will ask Mother Shen or Aunt Zhou, everything will be the truth."

Mrs. Tang was almost out of breath.

Song Ran continued: "The old lady thinks, after the second brother knows this news, will he come to visit you?"

"Bastard, evil barrier, wild species..."

Mrs. Tang has no sense, and she picks out the most ugly words.

Song Ran's index finger covered her lips: "Grandma, keep your voice down. You are so wicked, be careful that the Buddha enshrined above hears it. If you want to go to heaven in a hundred years, that has become a wishful thinking."

Mrs. Tang shouted: "Doctor Liao, Doctor Liao..."

Seeing two people in white coats hurriedly ran out of the room on the side.

Song Ran got up and smiled: "Grandma, your most beloved grandson will never see you anymore. You are in this Tang family mansion, guarding your noble lineage, and spend your old age in peace, goodbye..."

Mrs. Tang fainted completely.

With a smile on the corner of Song Ran's mouth, he left this gloomy, decadent mansion.

Sister, I avenged your child;

Mother, rest in peace when you are under the spring. The culprit who caused you to be displaced for half your life, I have punished you. The rest of her life will be more painful than you.

At Sinan Mansion, Tang Ji'an, who had already learned the truth, called Aunt Zhou to the mansion.

She has been fired by Tang Qingru because of concealing what happened back then, and now lives in her home in the suburbs of Haicheng.

Now that Tang Ji'an is called again, Aunt Zhou's eyes are a little disturbed.

Sitting on the sofa, Tang Ji'an frowned deeply, and said, "Why is Aunt Zhou hiding from me for so many years?"

Aunt Zhou uneasily pinched the corner of her clothes, coughed lightly, and whispered: "Jian, I am sorry for you. Back then, the old lady warned us after all kinds of evil deeds, I...I don't Dare to say, I have children and daughters. She threatened me with my family. I... I have no power and power, but I am too cowardly."

Tang Ji'an's expression is very complicated, his anger at Aunt Zhou, his grandma, and his self-blame for hating the wrong person for so many years...

He stared at Aunt Zhou with turbulent eyes, but he couldn't speak. Aunt Zhou was right. She had no power and power, so she could resist his grandmother.

Maybe, he was murdered by his grandmother before he could say it, but he was just a servant, no, who would care?

Tang Ji'an sighed. After all, he didn't say the blame. He just sneered: "Aunt Zhou, Aunt Zhou, forget it... you go back."