With a strong breath, aunt Lin said slowly, "Bring the child in."

He came into the room without any expression and knelt on the edge of the bed. "Greetings, Grandmother."

Aunt Lin looked at her grandchild who was half of Zhao Nanyu's blood. She had no good face and asked in a cold voice, "What are you doing here?"

Little Zhao raised his clean face, his eyes were slightly red, "Mother did not want me, and grandmother also does not want me?"

He was selling pity.

Aunt Lin was soft-hearted, so her voice was not as cold as before. After a little calming down, she said, "If you still want to come to the Song family in the future, no one will stop you."

Looking at this child with a face similar to Zhao Nanyu, no matter how soft she was, she couldn't say any more good words.

With his head and eyes drooping, he murmured, "My father is going to marry another woman."

Aunt Lin almost couldn't breathe and squeezed her hand tightly. "What?! How dare he..."

How long had Ah Luan been dead?! Zhao Nanyu couldn't wait to take wild hooves home. Maybe he was afraid that if Ah Luan was still alive, they couldn't get together!

Little Zhao's black eyes were still staring at the carpet. No one could see what he was thinking.

He just wanted that woman to die.

He only had one mother.

Knowing that he was too young to kill the woman on his own, he came to find his grandmother.

At a young age, he could use a knife to kill a person.

He hated the woman in his father's arms. Even though he couldn't see her, he saw how his father hid her so well. He must like her very much.

Little Zhao kneeled on the ground, and silently shed tears.

Aunt Lin was so angry that she said, "Well, Zhao Nanyu deceives so many people."

She looked at his eyes and gritted her teeth and said, "Your father is really good at it."

Song Heqing was afraid that she would say inappropriate words in front of the child. No matter what Zhao Nanyu was like, this child was innocent and pitiful.

If he knew that his mother was killed by his father, he would never be happy in his life.

He took little Zhao in his arms, touched his face, and sighed, "No one will not want you. If you are not happy, you can come to play with your uncle. Your father will not say anything if he knows."

He nodded, "Okay."

Aunt Lin was so angry that she hated Zhao Nanyu in her heart. In front of the child, she said, "What else can't your father do? Huh? He even stabbed your mother to death."

Before, little Zhao's tears were disguised, but after hearing her words, he cried, and a slap of tears rolled down one by one and fell on his sleeves.

Song Heqing wrung his eyebrows and said to Aunt Lin, "Keep your mouth shut!"

"Am I wrong? Can't he listen!? When he grows up in the future, he won't know anything. Maybe he will complain about Ah Luan! What can't be said? Zhao Nanyu dares to do it, but we need to be afraid of saying this?! What a joke!" Aunt Lin laughed as if she had gone mad.

Song Heqing had no choice but to take little Zhao out first.

After this, aunt Lin started to drink medicine.

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