Yao Ling touched the ruby ​​ring on her hand with nostalgia in her eyes, "Her home ended up in his hands because their daughter took the same but different path as her mother."

"Because you married my father and took away everything that originally belonged to my father." Yao Zhiqian snorted coldly and continued.

Yao Ling looked at her son's cold expression and continued: "I really love your father, but the Yao family took him away. If he had not fallen in love with another woman or given birth to a child with another woman,

How could I be like this!"

Yao Zhiqian looked at her in astonishment: "You said my father has another child?"

Why has he never heard of it?

"But he's already dead." Yao Ling's expression was indifferent. When she met her son's suspicious gaze, she sneered and said, "You don't have to doubt me. My hands have never been stained with blood."

"Did the Yao family do it?" Yao Zhiqian blurted out without thinking. It is true that the Yao family did a lot of harmful things.

Even if he doesn't think about the Yao family, it's hard to think of anywhere else.

Yao Ling sneered, shook her head, and named a person who he thought was the most incredible.

"It's your dad!"

"This is impossible! What kind of man he is, you know better than me, how could he kill his own flesh and blood?" Yao Zhiqian refused to believe this was true no matter what.

Yao Ling was not in a hurry and continued to speak slowly: "Your father is very afraid of me. Rather than being afraid of me, he is afraid of the Yao family. When he learned that the woman had given birth to a son for him, he was extremely scared and worried.

The Yao family thought he was having second thoughts and would kill him."

"How is this possible?"

"If you don't believe it, you can ask him yourself. Ask him if he still remembers the child named Qi Heng and Qi Mei who was sent to a mental hospital by him!" Yao Ling didn't hate Qi Mei, nor did she hate him.

That child was Su Cheng.

A man who killed his own son and sent his benefactor to a mental hospital just to survive was not worthy of her love at all.

"I will investigate these matters myself. Now tell me who else is from the Yao family here." He needs to clear out all those people and take advantage of this golden opportunity to completely disassociate himself from the Yao family.

Yao Ling took out a pen and wrote a few names on the table, but she said: "No one."

"Aren't you going to tell me?" Yao Zhiqian understood what was happening instantly and immediately cooperated.

"It's not that I don't tell you, it's that I don't know at all." Yao Ling sat up straight after writing and said indifferently: "Don't be an enemy of the Yao family. The Yao family is not something you can easily shake. You have the Yao family's blood in you.

The blood is the Yao family. You are my son, I will not harm you."

"You'd better take care of yourself!" Yao Zhiqian calmly took the paper in his hand, turned around and walked out of Yao Ling's room.

As soon as the door closed, the secret door of the closet was pushed open, and a middle-aged woman walked in. She looked at Yao Ling with satisfaction and sat opposite her.

"You did very well."

Yao Ling's expression was indifferent: "Don't come to me again in the future."

The woman's face changed, and a smile slowly appeared at the corner of her mouth. Her slender legs were comparable to those of a girl. At this moment, they were folded together and slowly shook. The cold voice said with a hint of warning: "Yao Ling, what do you want?
Chapter completed!