Chapter 1109: She still loves you very much

Jiang Qingyun was startled, a little grievance appeared on his face.
"He Feng, don't believe me, what I said is true. All of this is her boyfriend who is playing tricks behind her back. Bai Shaoyi, he is also her boyfriend's person. Even if Bai Shaoyi finds out something, they cannot possibly Tell the Song family..."
Song Hefeng's heart was very irritable, he looked at the housekeeper standing aside and gave a cold command.
"Invite Miss Jiang out, our Song family doesn't welcome her troublemaker..."
Jiang Qingyun was anxious, and she quickly took Song Hefeng's arm.
"Don't... don't drive me out... You don't want me to say it, can't I do it if I don't say it? I'm not making trouble, don't you drive me away, okay? I just want to be by your side at this time... ...He breeze, I beg you..."
She had difficulty waiting for this opportunity to be by his side.
She didn't want to fall short in this way.
She will let him understand that in this world, she is the only one who truly loves him and treats him.
Song Hefeng shook off Jiang Qingyun's arm, and he rubbed his somewhat sour temples.
At this time, the Song family could no longer have a stalemate with the Jiang family.
Sometimes, he still has to give the necessary face.
"If you don't want to leave, just be quiet..."
Jiang Qingyun bit his lips and nodded quickly.
Although there was too much resentment and unwillingness in her heart, she no longer dared to ridicule Lan Xiao coldly.
Song Hefeng looked at Lan Xiao with a hint of apology in his eyes.
"Lan Xiao, I believe you and Wen Muchu have nothing to do with my mother's death. Jiang Qingyun is just talking nonsense, don't worry about it, don't be angry..."
Lan Xiao didn't want to entangle Jiang Qingyun any more, she smiled at Song Hefeng: "It's okay, as long as you don't misunderstand, I don't care what other people think."
Jiang Qingyun curled his lips, with a look of disdain and contempt.
Lan Xiao didn't say much to Song Hefeng, and immediately left the Song family with Gu Ci.
After Lan Xiao left, Jiang Qingyun tried to say bad things about Lan Xiao to Song Hefeng.
But Song Hefeng sternly scolded them.
Once or twice, Song Hefeng almost irritated Song Hefeng, and Jiang Qingyun did not dare to mention it again.
However, a day later.
Jiang Qingyun suddenly received a text message. She looked at the content of the text message, and a sly smile crossed her eyes.
She hurriedly went to Song's house and showed Song Hefeng the contents of the phone.
"Hefeng, I said yesterday that Auntie's death was related to Lan Xiao and the others. Look, the information and pictures that Auntie received on her cell phone before her death were sent by Wen Muchu. Also, the reason why Mr. Song knew Auntie's prescription to Lan Xiao was also the ghost of Wen Muchu."
Song Hefeng grabbed the phone and looked at the content in the text message.
His hands trembled slightly.
He couldn't believe what he saw before him.
However, the facts are in front of him and he can't help but believe it.
"Who sent this text message to you?" Song Hefeng's eyes were reddish, and he raised his head to question Jiang Qingyun.
Jiang Qingyun's eyes flickered, and she hesitated to reply: "This, I don't know who sent me the message."
Song Hefeng felt that in this matter, he could not conclude that Wen Muchu was the murderer of his mother based on these photos and content alone.
However, if Wen Muchu really killed his mother.
Even if he died, he would avenge his mother.
"Don't tell anyone about this matter, I will send someone to check it again and again..." Song Hefeng deleted the content in the text message and handed the phone back to Jiang Qingyun.
Jiang Qingyun brought a lingering question: "Isn't this content enough to convince you that Wen Muchu is the murderer? What are you going to investigate again? Is it because Lan Xiao, are you willing to give up the vengeance of killing your mother? If she knows it, she will not rest in the Spirit of Heaven."
Song Hefeng glanced at Jiang Qingyun coldly and whispered a warning.
"This matter has nothing to do with Lan Xiao. You don't want anything to get involved with her. If Wen Muchu really killed my mother, it's just a grudge between me and Wen Muchu..."
Jiang Qingyun paled with anger. She bit her lip and looked at Song Hefeng in disbelief.
"At this point, are you still looking at her like this? The cause and effect of all this is caused by Lan Xiao, why are you still so obsessed..."
Song Hefeng took Jiang Qingyun and pushed her out of the room.
He closed the door and locked himself in the room.
Jiang Qingyun was too hated, she clenched her fist and knocked on the door.
"Song Hefeng, why are you so confused? You are so crazy, what kind of ecstasy did Lan Xiao give you? You wake up quickly, don't you deceive yourself, OK?"
Song Hefeng picked up the phone and called the housekeeper.
About five minutes, the butler arrived and invited Jiang Qingyun out.
Song Hefeng sat on the chair alone, looking up at the blue sky outside the window.
He was very confused about the future.
He didn't even know where to go.

After Song Qiaoqiao slept deeply all night, she called Lan Xiao early the next morning.
"Lan Xiao, please come to Song's house again today. There are some things that I want to say to you. If you can, I hope you can bring Wen Muchu with you..."
Lan Xiao hung up the phone and looked up at Wen Muchu.
"Song Qiaoqiao wants you to pass too... Chu Chu, I guess it is related to Mrs. Song's death."
Wen Muchu's eyes flickered: "Well, it's probably because of this."
Finally, in order to avoid arousing suspicion from others.
Wen Muchu disguised as a doctor, wearing a mask and a white coat, followed Lan Xiao out of the ward.
Gu Ci stayed in the ward and played the role of Wen Muchu.
Lan Xiao and Wen Muchu left the hospital and headed for the Song family.
When he arrived at the Song's house, he saw Jiang Qingyun crying and got into the car and left the Song's house.
Lan Xiao got off the car and brought Wen Muchu into the Song's house.
The servants of the Song family met Lan Xiao and immediately led her to Song Qiaoqiao's room.
Song Qiaoqiao had already rinsed and ate her stomach early.
When Lan Xiao arrived, she was sorting Madam Song's belongings.
Lan Xiao pushed the door and entered, and saw Song Qiaoqiao holding a brocade box in a daze.
In the brocade box, lies a bracelet of good color.
And under the bracelet, there is an old card.
Song Qiaoqiao held the card and smiled.
"I didn't expect that she actually left me a gift. This card is obviously from 20 years ago... Presumably, she prepared this gift for me before I was born."
Lan Xiao walked over and nodded in agreement.
"Well, that said, she still loves you very much."
The light in Song Qiaoqiao's eyes flickered, and she carefully placed the bracelet and the card.
Then, she closed the lid carefully.
She put the brocade box away. This was the first time she received a gift from Mrs. Song, and it was the last time.