The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 1439
The first thousand and 440 chapters of dark waves are raging
Hearing Song Hongyan's rhetorical question, Ye Fan froze for a moment.

He wanted to say something, but found that he didn't know how to say it.

Qian Qian raised her head and asked with a touch of disappointment: "Mom and Dad, do you have something to go out again?"

Obviously she has seen too many scenes of Song Hongyan appearing in a hurry and leaving in a hurry.

"It's okay, mom won't go out."

Song Hongyan smiled at her daughter, then looked at Ye Fan and said softly:
"Let's not talk about these things for now, let's eat, and let's talk about it after dinner when the sky falls."

She restrained her emotions, smiled calmly, served Ye Fan a bowl of soup, and eased the atmosphere.

Ye Fan took the Cordyceps Flower Chicken Soup, and then wiped the corners of Sissy's mouth with a tissue:
"Yes, we're not going anywhere, just have dinner together!"

"Sissy eats slowly, mom has cooked so many meals, you have to work hard to finish them."

He picked up another chicken wing for the little girl, and then he picked up the chicken soup and drank it.

Just thinking of the death of Nangong's mother and son, Ye Fan was somewhat absent-minded.

It took a full hour for the meal to finish. Sissy was very satisfied and happy. It was the first time that she had her parents to accompany her to eat.

Then she quarreled with Ye Fan for another half an hour, discussing what to do at Disney tomorrow, and then reluctantly went to take a nap.

After Sissy left, Song Hongyan asked people to clean up the dishes, and then brought the coffee utensils to grind the coffee beans.

There is a beginning and an end, and the coffee that is not drunk in the morning cannot be left halfway.

Ye Fan walked around the deck, and then sat opposite Song Hongyan, with his arms outstretched on the edge of the sofa, feeling the sea breeze blowing.

It's just that although the scenery is beautiful, Ye Fan is thoughtful.

"Uneasy, do you still feel in your heart that I killed Mrs. Nangong's mother and son?"

Song Hongyan knew Ye Fan well enough, so she raised the topic with Ye Fan generously:

"Actually, if you have doubts in your heart, you can directly question me."

"It's ten times better to speak out and get rid of the thorn in your heart than to hide it and let the pus out slowly."

"Do you think that speaking out your suspicions will make me feel that you don't trust me?"

"From your point of view, maybe you took care of my feelings."

"But from my point of view, this will distance us, and it will also make you more and more suspicious."

"Compared to my momentary disappointment, I hope there is no grudge between us."

"Only if you and I are open and frank, without any suspicion, can I go further with you."

"So you can tell me directly what you think about Nangong's mother and son falling into the sea in a car accident."

While speaking, she put down the things in her hands and walked slowly behind Ye Fan.

The woman put her arms around him and put her head on his shoulder.

Hearing Song Hongyan being so open and honest, and feeling the sincerity of the woman, Ye Fan felt a lot relieved.

It's just that he also felt somewhat guilty.

"Yes, I did think you did it!"

"Nangong Jun is yelling at you like that, even if you don't knock out his teeth, you will give him a few mouths."

"In the end, you let them go lightly. If it were me, it wouldn't have ended like this."

Ye Fan let out a long breath: "This has overturned my previous understanding of you."

Song Hongyan smiled: "In your eyes, what kind of woman am I?"

Ye Fan hesitated and said: "You are not a person who likes to make trouble, but you are definitely not a person who is willing to let it go."

Song Hongyan chuckled softly against Ye Fan's ear: "In your eyes, am I such a woman who lingers?"

Ye Fan shook his head lightly: "It's not that you linger, but that you will avenge your revenge."

"And they left just over an hour before they were hit by a large truck into the sea."

"The combination of the two things makes me suspect that you did it."

He spoke out the suspicion in his heart, and the whole person suddenly relaxed a lot.

He suddenly discovered that once the thing of suspicion was placed in the sun, the dark emotions would completely dissipate.

Ye Fan couldn't help feeling that Song Hongyan taught him another lesson.

"I can't prove now whether the matter has anything to do with me."

Song Hongyan's pretty face burst into a smile, and she whispered around Ye Fan's neck:
"But I can assure you that I did not do this car accident."

"If you find out that it's related to me, I will let you deal with it, whatever you want..."

She was half-serious and half-provocative, which not only dissipated Ye Fan's suspicion, but also eased his guilt.

The woman told him with this attitude that although he didn't trust her and suspected her, she still didn't take it to heart and asked him not to use pressure.

Ye Fan couldn't stop pinching the woman's face: "Fairy..."

"It hurts, take it easy!"

Song Hongyan snorted, and took advantage of the situation to bite Ye Fan's ear, pulling Ye Fan's flame intentionally or unintentionally.

Then, without waiting for Ye Fan to make a move, she smiled slyly and dodged away.

She sat back in front of the coffee beans again: "It's punishment for not trusting me if you can't get up and down."

Ye Fan was very helpless, poured a glass of lemonade and drank a few sips to suppress some instinctive reactions.

He also changed the subject: "If you didn't do it, then who would do it? This is very suspected of framing."

After all, Nangong's mother and son just had a conflict with Song Hongyan, and now that the two of them crashed into the sea in a car accident, it is easy for the Nangong family to believe that Song Hongyan did it.

"I don't know, I have too many enemies, and I don't know who stabbed the knife."

After resolving the grievances in the hearts of the two, Song Hongyan's pretty face became more and more charming:

"However, judging from the conflict in the children's playground to the time when the car crashed into the sea, the mastermind behind the scenes must have been watching us and witnessed our conflict with Mrs. Nangong."

"Only in this way can the murderer make sufficient arrangements to cause a car accident."

"I'll ask the monitoring room to check the monitoring of the Children's Paradise later to see if there are any of our enemies."

She kept a clear mind: "Although we are not afraid of taking the blame, we can't take it for others in vain."

Ye Fan nodded lightly: "Let Situ Kong follow up on this matter."

For Ye Fan, as long as the murderer is not Song Hongyan, he doesn't care too much, and the specific truth will come naturally.

It was approaching six o'clock in the evening, at the funeral parlor in Hong Kong City, where the corpses were stored, several detectives were recording things with the forensic doctor with pens.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps at the door, and then several men in trench coats rushed in like wolves.

The leader was a middle-aged man whose face resembled Zang Ao.

Seeing this, several agents shouted subconsciously: "Who are you? You can't come in here!"

The middle-aged man didn't talk nonsense, he raised his hands and dropped all the detectives and forensic doctors.

Then, he took a few steps forward and opened two cabinets with a clatter.

Mrs. Nangong and Nangong Jun can be seen impressively, but they have lost their vitality, their faces are pale, and they are dying.

The middle-aged man tilted his head slightly: "Take it away!"

Several companions quickly packed up the two corpses, and then carried them away from the funeral home.

During the period, several staff members stopped him, but they all knocked him out one by one.

"Brother, sister-in-law and Junjun are indeed dead."

The middle-aged man also turned and went out, and took out his mobile phone: "I have already got the body out, and I will send it back to Huaxi today."

"Son of a bitch!"

A grief-stricken voice came from the other end of the phone: "Kill my wife and children, I want to kill his whole family!"

The middle-aged man said in a low voice: "Brother, leave this matter to me."

"I will arrange this matter separately, Ghost Mastiff, you complete the task at hand first!"

The voice on the other end of the phone remained sober:
"I heard that the target is very difficult. If you can't kill him, you will probably die!"

"You are the sharpest knife in our Nangong family. I don't want you to have any accidents. In the future gold mine battle, we must ask for your help!"

"And this attack and killing is related to the future of the Nangong family."

"It's done, we can get great support and get out of Huaxi's three-acre land!"

"Defeated, you die, Nangong Mie..."

(End of this chapter)