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Another man asked, "what does Miss Mu want you to do?"

"Miss Mu said that if we make an accident, we'd better let Yin Jiaren die. If the child beside her doesn't exist, it's the best."

At the end of the recording, song Xiuyun coolly put away the recorder. Although she knew in her heart that Mu Shuhan had done it, that day when Jiang Siming gave her the recorder, song Xiuyun was still hit hard in her heart.

Old lady Jiang began to tremble. She looked down at Mu Shuhan kneeling in front of the table, still holding the picture.

"This... This is all true? You even want to kill a child

Mu Shuhan cried and shook his head. "No, it's not real grandma. Believe me, these are not real."

Mrs. Jiang put out her trembling hand and pointed to the photo on the table. "If what the recording said is not true, what about this photo? It's not true? "

After that, Mu Shuhan's heart sank. If Mrs. Jiang didn't help, she would have no hope.

Suddenly, Mu Shuhan thought of the child in her stomach. Yes, this child is her own talisman. Even now, because of these things, Mrs. Jiang can't love herself as much as before. But if she has a child, Mrs. Jiang will forget it in a few years even if she doesn't start.

Thinking, Mu Shuhan knelt down in front of Mrs. Jiang, touched her stomach and said, "grandma, I'm still pregnant with Siming's child. Even if you don't look at my face, you should take care of the child!"

Mrs. Jiang was confused by her anger just now, and she completely forgot about her children. She opened her mouth slightly and couldn't speak for a long time.

Mu Shuhan grabbed the straw and cried, "it's all my fault, but grandma, can't you see what I think of Siming?"

"This child is going to call you granny Zeng in the future. My parents asked me to kill the child. Are you going to watch the child disappear?"

Mu Shuhan understands that Jiang Siming's mind is not on her own now, and song Xiuyun is facing Yin Jiaren. She can only rely on old lady Jiang so that she can have the hope to marry to the Jiang family.

"Child..." Mrs. Jiang pondered, "yes, child, you still have the blood of the Jiang family in your stomach."

Sitting next to the leisurely tea watching song Xiuyun light voice, "I do not think so."

"What did you say?" Mrs. Jiang has been frightened enough today. Now she hears song Xiuyun saying this, and suddenly looks up at her with shock on her face.

"Is it difficult to be... Is it difficult to be the child..."

Mu Shuhan was stunned, turned his head and looked at Song Xiuyun fiercely, and said: "you're bullshit, this child is clearly Siming's, don't you just want the bitch of Yin Jiaren to come in?"

"Whether it's Siming's or not, it's not up to you." Song Xiuyun snorted coldly and scolded a transparent bag out of the bag.

"There's Siming's hair in it. If you don't believe it, you can make it yourself."

Mu Shuhan was a little flustered. Song Xiuyun came here today, and now she was well prepared. The two big moves she had just prepared almost made her unable to turn over. Now she heard song Xiuyun say so firmly, is it difficult that the child in her stomach is not Jiang Siming's?

No way! Mu Shuhan thought that that night, Mingming and Jiang Siming shared the same room!

Thinking, Mu Shuhan touched his stomach and said, "no matter how you say that you are also the child's grandmother, how can you have the heart? Now the child is still so small!"

Song Xiuyun took another sip of tea. "I asked Han Ye, and he said that with the development of medicine, you only need to make a bone spur to know the child's DNA. It won't hurt the child in your stomach at all."

Mu Shuhan's face changed slightly. She shook her hands, picked up the transparent bag on the table, bit her teeth, looked at Song Xiuyun, and said, "how can I know if this hair belongs to Siming?"

"You can't help it if you don't believe it, but it's no use if you don't believe it now, because Siming won't see you again."

Even if song Xiuyun doesn't say this, Mu Shuhan knows it in his heart. Now Jiang Siming's mind is on that slut. As long as that Slut doesn't disappear one day, Siming won't fall in love with himself one day.

Mu Shuhan pondered for a while, turned to look at Mrs. Jiang and said, "grandma, this child is really Siming's, you have to believe me."

Old lady Jiang's face has long been bloodless, and her eyes looking at Mu Shuhan are full of disappointment and distrust.

"It's better to be one. It's good for you and our Jiang family."

Mu Shuhan's heart sank. It seems that Mrs. Jiang does not believe in herself. In this case, there is no way to delay the birth of the child. However, Mu Shuhan is not worried. After all, the child belongs to Jiang Siming.

"Grandma, what if it turns out that the child is Siming's?"Old lady Jiang took a look at Song Xiuyun, and her eyes were a little more dignified. "Don't worry, I'm still the master mother of the Jiang family. I have to decide some things. If the child in your stomach is really the blood of the Jiang family, I must let Siming marry you back!"

Mu Shuhan was very happy, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face. Originally, he thought that song Xiuyun would not be able to turn over today because she had the child in her stomach.

"You live next to grandma these days. Even the examination will take a few days."

Just in line with Mu Shuhan's mind, she has fallen out with her family now. Even if she goes back, maybe Mu Qingzhong and Chen Yuemei will take her to kill the child.

"Well, grandma, I'll listen to you." Mu Shuhan was lying on Mrs. Jiang's knee with a sensible expression on her face. However, from the angle that Mrs. Jiang couldn't see, there was a flash of killing in her eyes.

When she comes out of the Jiang family, song Xiuyun is finally relieved that she has not done anything for her son all the time. Now she has finally helped him out of a worry.

"Ma'am, let's hurry back."

The driver opened the door and let song Xiuyun get on.

"Well, I'll make a phone call first. You wait for me in the car."

With that, song Xiuyun takes out her mobile phone and goes to the side, ready to call her son and tell him the good news.

There soon connected, song Xiuyun heard Jiang Siming's voice, said with a smile: "Siming, I do as you say, everything is done."

Here, Jiang Siming is still working in the office. Hearing song Xiuyun's words, he smiles.