There's no need to fight like this. After all, she has a child in her stomach, so don't involve the child.

Song Xuan grabbed Gao Yun and whispered, "it's OK. We'll go with them."

Shen Ma said: "the old lady only wants to see you alone, only wants to see her granddaughter."

With such a sound, song Xuan put down her guard and went with them.

The old house of the Tang family is a large old foreign-style house. The front and rear courtyards, together with the construction area, are thousands of square meters. When you enter the gate, you will find a large courtyard. The buildings are antique and you can see that you are a big family.

Song Xuan is led to a small side hall. The furniture is made of red sandalwood. The antique calligraphy and painting are well arranged. It is very expensive to see this home.

Song Xuan, with a calm look, sat down on the sofa. When she was young, she came down the wooden stairs. An old woman of more than 70 years old. As soon as she saw song Xuan, old man Tang's face was cold.

Song Xuan knows that her grandmother doesn't like her.

Only song Xuan doesn't know who her mother is, so she doesn't know what her grandmother feels for her.

As the old man approached, song Xuan saw her face, and suddenly a bad memory came into her mind.

A vicious woman was whipping a three-year-old girl with a whip in her hand.

As long as the little girl sobbed, the whip in the woman's hand would be more fierce, accompanied by the woman's vicious scolding voice.

The little girl was not only whipped, but also tied up and hanged. The little girl was beaten black and blue, but did not even dare to cry.

Such memories flood into song Xuan's mind. She looks at old lady Tang as she gets closer and closer. Her face turns pale.

Old man Tang approached, his face was very ugly, and he snorted coldly: "the elder didn't come. Who told you to sit like this? It's true that there is no tutor at all. As expected, it's a kind of out of class thing."

Song Xuan doesn't recover. Old lady Tang glances at Shen's mother. Shen's mother immediately goes to song Xuan's side and lifts her up. Her voice is gnashing her teeth: "didn't you hear the old lady talking to you? The elders are still standing. Who told you to sit? "

Song Xuan came back to her senses, and her eyes were a little flustered: "I'm sorry, I have to go."

Although this person is her grandmother, she seems to have hurt her when she was very young. She can't stay here for a long time.

Shen's mother blocked her way, and her face became more and more ugly: "if you say that you have no rules, you still have to advance. In front of the elders, do you want to come and go as soon as you say so?"

Song Xuan suddenly finds that she seems to have fallen into a pit. There is no place for her to escape.

She forced herself to keep calm. She looked back at the old woman who was twirling the Buddha strings in her hand, but her eyes were extremely vicious. She said in a low voice, "the old lady asked me to come here, but what can I do for you?"

Song Xuan made up her mind. No matter what the old lady said, she would follow her will and promise her.

She is not alone now, she still has one in her stomach, she wants to protect her children.

Old lady Tang slowly sat down on the red sandalwood sofa covered with felt. She looked at Song Xuan. Xiaoye was born to be a beautiful girl. She was like Yu Jin. Her precious son saw such a face at that time, and then divorced Jian's mother, leaving her mother to die.

What comes out of cheap life is cheap.