Chapter 609 (1/2)

Zhao Chongbin was born in a mud legged family, and his family was difficult. He went to work as a soldier to make a living. But even so, he still had a warm home in his hometown. Although he was poor and poor, his family relationship was still warm and sentimental.

After he followed song ye, he occasionally heard people mention that she was an adopted child. Later, he broke off the relationship and fought all the way from a remote country like Yuncheng to her present status.

An 18-year-old child has come to this day, which makes all of them sincerely admire.

However, he did not know until today that the girl's life before the age of 15 was superimposed with being abandoned by her own mother, almost strangled by her own hands on a snowy night, full of oppressive childhood and humiliating first half of her life.

The small body bears the miserable memories that ordinary people can't imagine. It's better to keep parents' pigs and dogs than to abandon their blood relatives.

Thinking of song Yuanzhi's last sentence, ”until a long time later, I even thought that if you were bullied to death by Lu Lan, would she come back to have a look? But she didn't come back. You're just something she didn't want, just like that purse. ”

It doesn't matter.

It was the man's death after he finally recognized the fact for more than ten years. It was also a sharp knife that stabbed the girl's heart, which made people ache and blood dripping.

”You don't look well. I'll take you back to rest.” Zhao Chongbin held her in front of the door, worried. When a girl stumbles over the threshold, she doesn't care.

But she is good at controlling her emotions, even if the heart again painful, will not show weakness in front of people.

Song ye, however, let go of his help, rubbed some tired eyebrows, and said in a low voice, ”find someone to do hypnosis and profile writing for him, so as to maximize the appearance of that woman. In addition, they sent people to the San Francisco racetrack to get information from the places that the white people said. The girl who looked like me was trying to find out the clues

Zhao Chongbin nodded, ”yes, I'll go down immediately and give orders.” He didn't know why song Ye was so eager to look for blood relatives, but he faintly realized that all her actions today were somewhat impatient.

It's like being chased by something. I can't wait.

”Neither the Song family nor the mission of San Francisco should be disclosed to the public, and we should be careful.” Song ye, for the first time, added special instructions to be careful, especially careful, because she did not know whether the Ye family were watching her in a dark corner.

The enemy is in the dark, she is in the light, all conditions are very unfavorable to her.

Sitting in the back seat of the car on the way out of the suburbs, song Ye fell asleep again. She dreamed of her wedding with Qin Zhan. In a huge sea of white flowers, she was surrounded by smiling faces of friends and relatives, with blessing smiles.

In the sound of music, she raised her feet and walked slowly to the tall man.

Suddenly heard a bang, music suddenly stopped, a few meters away from the men's chest was broken, gurgling blood out of the blood hole, dyed red white flowers, beautiful and gorgeous.

She suddenly woke up from her sleep, but found that she was lying in the hospital bed of Yaowang hall. The smell of medicinal stone was still in the air.