"Why don't you say it?" Gu Junzhu curled his lips and smiled slightly, "If you do it, others will say it! You always blame my sister for killing your son. In fact, you are the one who killed your son! All tragedies arose because of Mi Wenya. If you don't force Mi Wenya to your son, your son will not die at all."

"No...No...No..."

Old Mrs. Yun shook her head desperately, roaring heart-wrenchingly.

"Yes, that's it," Gu Junzhu said: "Your son and my second sister have been married for more than ten years and haven't raised a mistress. Why did he raise Mi Wenya? Because it's because you, your mother, support!"

"You know that Mi Wenya wants to seduce your son, but you forcefully give Mi Wenya to your son. So your son thought, it's really nothing great to raise a mistress. My father has been raising a mistress all his life, and my mother still grows old with my father. My mother also helps me find a mistress with her with her hands!"

"So, his bottom line was broken. Yun Shengxun, who had been thousands of miles away from the woman, raised his mistress with the support of his biological mother."

"But he was so scattered that he forgot to think that my sister is different from his despicable and shameless mother. His mother is dirty and disgusting, and is willing to share a man with countless women. But my sister does not rub the sand in her eyes and must not allow him to sleep with other women... So, the tragedy was born like this."

Gu Junzhu looked at Old Mrs. Yun, curled the corner of her lips, and smiled sarcastically, "So, you see, your son was actually killed by you! You are the culprit who killed your biological son!"

"No...no...no..." Old Mrs. Yun's screaming screamed as shrill as a crazy beast.

Gu Junzhu looked at Mr. Yun again: "What? You heard what I said? You have also got a share of the person who killed your son! If you hadn't raised a mistress for the rest of your life and had your woman distorted her mentality, she would not have given her a woman to her son. Other people's parents wanted to make their son happy marriages, but your woman would not want her son to raise a mistress and stay in a turmoil!"

Mr. Yun's face turned as blue as a sieve, his body trembled like a sieve, his lips turned blue and white, and he was trembling desperately, but he didn't make any sound.

Gu Junzhu looked at Gu Chi.

Gu Chi nodded at him, walked forward, and untied the ropes on Mr. Yun and Mrs. Yun.

Mr. Yun sat there, and after a while, he suddenly stood up and slapped the old lady Yun in the face, "It's you... it's you who killed my son! Why did you give a woman to your son? Have you forgotten whose daughter Gu Lan is? From the day he decided to marry Gu Lan, I have warned him that if he married Gu Lan, he will never touch another woman's finger in his life. I tried my best to warn him that the woman who told him to leave far away, you actually gave a woman to him! You idiot! idiot!!"

Old Mrs. Yun was slapped on the sand by him.
Chapter completed!