Chapter 649

"Have you had enough?" Yang's father wanted to sweep them out of the house.

"Don't you feel uncomfortable if you don't see our family broken up? You have to break up our family."

"No Zhao Yang wanted to explain with a smile, but he was blocked by Yang's father, "don't tell me. Now your daughter-in-law is pregnant. If your child is also killed, you may even have the heart to kill her! It didn't happen to you. You'll just gossip here with your mouth open. I tell you, if Xiaohui stands in front of me now, I'll... "

Xiaohui outside the door stepped in with a light face and a mobile phone in her hand.

When she went downstairs, Jin Xiaoxiao found that she didn't take the mobile phone. Xiaohui ran back to get it, so it was only at this time.

She did not expect to hear such a sentence.

"What will you do, uncle?" She gave a little smile, as if it were the silence of death.

Yang Hong was stunned.

Father Yang was stunned.

Standing not far away, mother Yang and fan wenran both stare at Xiaohui.

Today, she looks different from the past.

It's like a hedgehog full of thorns.

Fan wenran, in particular, did not dare to move his eyes.

Because

That pair of dark eyes, like a Summoner from hell, glared at her, seemed to be able to suck out the darkest part of her soul.

In the room, there was a moment of silence.

"Today, we're not here to fight." Xiaohui took out her mobile phone and said, "Yang Hong, this is the message sent to me by an an an."

She opened it. There was a picture on it.

"This is a picture of fan wenran's production inspection."

After a pause, her eyes fell on the stubborn father Yang.

"So what, what are you going to say?"

Father Yang was angry.

"Uncle, don't be angry. This is written by a doctor in a small clinic. The time of the last menstruation is on the 20th. This one is checked in the hospital. The information you give the doctor is that the last menstruation is on the 28th. Why is the difference so long?"

Everyone's attention falls on fan wenran.

The doctor is based on the last menstruation to push the child is a few months, looks like eight days, it seems no difference, but why so far?

Fan wenran did not expect that they would find the diagnosis sheet of the small clinic.

My heart is a little bit empty, but at this time, I have to be hard: "I At that time, when the doctor asked, I said something about it, so So maybe there are two doctors, one taking the front value and the other taking the back value. "

Yang's mother nodded. She knew that sometimes the patients didn't remember clearly, and the doctor would take a middle value.

With Yang's mother's approval, fan wenran's mood finally returned to the original place.

Jin Xiaoxiao and Zhao Yang are in a daze. It's this time. This fan wenran is still dead!

Hearing this explanation, father Yang sneered and said, "did you hear that? My daughter-in-law has a good temper. I'll let you toss about. If she didn't stop me, I really want to take you to court! "

Fan wenran looks at Xiaohui with glee, thinking that she will shout out that she has the ability to sue me.

Unexpectedly, Xiaohui just smiles and continues to raise her mobile phone in her hand: "OK, you can explain that you remember wrong. What about this? This record is about you and another man. "

She tossed out the picture with the date clearly written on it.

18.

Fan wenran was frozen.

The atmosphere in the room also became strange.

"This one is when you and Yang Hong go to the hotel. It's the 26th."

Xiaohui did not continue to say, but to give enough time, just received the message to Yang Hong, as well as Yang father and Yang mother.

When they cast their astonished eyes on fan wenran, Xiaohui throws out a photo again.

"This is the bed photo you gave me. It was recognized as PS at that time, but you said that it was because you did sleep together, but you didn't want to take photos to threaten Yang Hong. Until you had a child, you felt that your child could not live without a father, so you forged the bed photo."

"That's your explanation, isn't it?"

Xiaohui continued.

“……”

Fan wenran looks at Xiaohui dully.

No way.

They

How could they find out.

Xiaohui has not given her time to react, and directly throws all the evidence in front of her.

"This is the aunt cleaner of the hotel."

"An aunt cleaner, what do you want to say?"

Fan wenran yelled angrily, his reason almost burned out.

Until receiving the suspicious eyes of Yang's mother and Yang's father, she suddenly woke up, blinked and sobbed in a low voice: "I'm sorry, mom and Dad, I just can't stand them slandering me like this!""You can ask her in person. That day, Yang Hong was drunk and dragged to the hotel by you. What happened. You can ask her as we do

"You are too much, Xiaohui. I know you love Yang Hong very much, but I didn't expect you to do such a thing. In order to get Yang Hong back and make up such a lie, won't your conscience hurt?"

Yang Hong frowns and looks at Xiaohui.

Her eyes were particularly firm, no longer as clear and pure as before, but he had no way to move his eyes.

These days, she has lost weight and her cheekbones are protruding. However, such Xiaohui makes her facial features more three-dimensional and her whole person more beautiful.

Xiaohui's Yu Guang has caught Yang Hong's concerned eyes. She forces herself to concentrate and looks up at fan wenran, who criticizes herself repeatedly.

At this time, is she still dying?

"You casually take out a room opening record, just want to say that the woman in it is me. I admit that I took a bed photo. Do you admit that you took this photo?"

She pointed to the men and women holding in a group on the photo, but still had to look at the photo and said: "or, you really don't have p photo, but deliberately cut a photo and say it's me, right?"

"From the screenshot in the video, can you guarantee that it's me?"

She hugged her arms in a pathetic way.

Yang mother heard here, also feel reasonable, frowning to look at a few eyes, found that there is no way to clearly see who the woman is in the photo.

Xiaohui shook her head and gave a cold smile: "fan wenran, fan wenran, you will never die until you reach the Yellow River."

Then she opened the fourth photo, which was not taken in the small hotel, but by the camera in and out of the parking lot.

Fan wenran looked dully at the two affectionate people in the photo, eager to poke his eyes.