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Good heavens, isn't this a classic case of the guilty party suing first?
How could they know about such a private matter as inheritance? And shouldn't inheritance be passed down from father to son? Why didn't Lü Yong inherit it, but instead let Little Tongtong it?
Considering what Song Shiwei just said about these two being murderers, could it be that these two killed their own father?
But even if you kill your own father, wouldn't that make it easier to get the inheritance?
Why is it that this inheritance has not ended up in Lü Yong's hands?
The couple's tantrum here is probably an attempt to take Little Tongtong away and use Little Tongtong to obtain the Little Tongtong.
This matter gradually became interesting. Xiao Rong even smelled a familiar melon scent; this was another big one.
Chen Dashan's arrogant expression immediately crumbled after being rebuked by Song Shiwei, and he instinctively panicked. "Who said you don't know? You definitely know!"
His unreasonable and argumentative manner was truly quite troublesome. Normally, Song Shiwei would only silently complain about this kind of person in her heart and quietly watch this drama unfold from the sidelines.
But Song Shiwei wasn't going to watch the show today. It involved Little Tongtong and three other lives; she wasn't going to sit idly by any longer. Did these two bastards think they could escape this so easily by throwing a tantrum?
Impossible, Song Shiwei will not let them get away with this.
She narrowed her eyes slightly. "Then I can also say that you're not Tongtong's parents, that you two are imposters, deliberately trying to steal Tongtong away and fight for the inheritance Tongtong has."
"Of course. You know so much about the inheritance, you're definitely after it. I've seen plenty of people like you."
"Oh dear, officers, you should quickly check these two's backgrounds. They might be wanted murderers with a criminal record."
"They know so much about the inheritance; I'm convinced they killed the owner of this estate."
That's nonsense. Anyone can talk like that. Song Shiwei Song Shiwei not only knows it, but she knows far more than they do.
Moreover, she wasn't just making things up; what she said was the truth. These two people really are murderers.
[Now they're sweating buckets, aren't they? They probably can't even remember what they've done.]
[It's okay, I'll remember for them! Killing Tongtong's parents is one crime, killing Tongtong's grandfather is another, and trying to steal Tongtong's inheritance is a third.]
[Wait, their son has uremia and needs dialysis year-round; it's gotten so bad he needs a blood transfusion. Surprisingly, Tongtong's blood type matches their son's—both are type AB.]
[No wonder the police couldn't spot anything amiss; it turns out these two people have the exact same blood type as Tongtong's parents, so naturally their child would have the same blood type.]
[So, are these two so eager to take Tongtong away because they also want to drain Little Tongtong's blood to feed their son?!]
Looking at the messages popping up on the Gossip Compendium, Song Shiwei felt a chill run down her spine. She knew without a doubt that when they took Tongtong back, they had no intention of treating the Tongtong laborers well. Once they had squeezed all the value out of Tongtong, they would ruthlessly abandon Tongtong, turning her into a discarded pawn.
Song Shiwei thought of Tongtong crying so hard just now, she also thought of her people-pleasing personality.
After Tongtong is taken home by these scumbag parents, he will subconsciously try to please them, which is exactly what they want. Not only will they swindle him out of his inheritance, but Tongtong himself will likely become a tool for them to save their son.
The thought that such a cute Tongtong might end up being bled dry at such a young age and dying tragically in the hospital made Song Shiwei feel as if her heart was being roasted on a raging fire. These beasts really deserve to die!
Song Shiwei's words sounded like nonsense, but they immediately threw Chen Dashan into disarray. "No, I didn't kill anyone."
"That old man died of his own accord, what does it have to do with me? I don't know anything about it."
"And what about the medicine he took? That had nothing to do with you either?" Song Shiwei pressed on, pressing her advantage. "Who poisoned him?"
Jiang Zhuxin crossed her arms and said calmly, "Whoever benefits from it is the one who gets poisoned."
Song Shiwei calmly crossed her arms. "Yes, yes, Zhuxin, you're right. Whoever benefits is the one who killed. Let me think, who benefits the most in this matter?"
"Is it you two? Your elderly father died, so of course he would leave his inheritance to you. But you probably never dreamed that your dear father would leave all his inheritance to his long-lost granddaughter, did you?"
Song Shiwei spoke quite lightly, but Chen Dashan immediately retorted as if by conditioned reflex, "You're talking nonsense! I clearly discovered that this old man..."
"What did you discover about this old man?" Song Shiwei and said calmly, "You discovered that the old man's inheritance wasn't left to you, so you simply killed him to try and seize the inheritance. What you didn't expect was that the old man was quite legally conscious and actually had the property notarized. You won't get anything."
"So now that you've found Tongtong, you're even less likely to let go, right? You absolutely have to get Tongtong's inheritance, right?"
Chen Dashan was shocked that the woman in front of him knew so much, even how he had poisoned the old man.
His heart skipped a beat, cold sweat poured down his back, and his face turned deathly pale. "I didn't, I couldn't possibly kill my own father."
"Yes, how could we possibly kill our own father? How could we possibly do something so heinous and outrageous?"