Massacre

Someone yelled. "Song Zhifei, you ungrateful bastard!"

Even if he no longer remembered Song Zhifei's and his past.

This period of time was enough for Su Yanyun to remember him well.

Furthermore, this cursing voice sounded very familiar?

Su Yanyun sat up straight in Rong Linyi's arms and looked out of the car window with him.

Not far away, a middle-aged man was pulling Song Zhifei.

"My Eldest Uncle?" Su Yanyun recognized the person who had fought with Song Zhifei. It was her Eldest Uncle, Shi Fang.

Song Zhifei's suit was torn into shreds. He retorted miserably. "What do you mean by burning the bridge after crossing it? You took my money and said that you would give it to me. Where are you now?"