The fact that Jiang Shu is Wen Shu has been settled.
She put the evidence in front of everyone, letting everyone know her grievances and determination.
Many things flashed through Jiang Lingyu's mind and she was confused. Fu Shiyan helped her to the side and sat down. Then he finally came into the public's sight and told everyone that he had not disappeared.
Song Youran saw the man walking towards her step by step with steady steps. She was not moved at all, only afraid.
Fu Shiyan had a slender figure. He slowly squatted down. Song Youran couldn't see his expression clearly, but felt it was dark and difficult to understand.
"I just want to ask you, where is Jiang Shu."
What he can endure until this point is still the limit. Everything he does today is to get the answer.
Song Youran looked at him and suddenly understood that he had known for a long time that all of this happened with his connivance, otherwise these people would not have appeared so smoothly one by one.
She laughed so wildly that she could hardly breathe, "Do you want to see Jiang Shu? I tell you! It's a dream!"
When Fu Shiyan heard this, he stretched out his hand suddenly, grabbed her neck, and used his strength.
"Don't blame me for not reminding you, when I torture a person, I can make him live but not die!"
Song Youran was forced to raise her head, her breath was robbed, and her heart ached. She gritted her teeth and said: "Now that the matter has come to this, can you still give me a way to survive? I want Jiang Shu to be buried with me! It's almost time!"
These words made Fu Shiyan couldn't help but tighten his grip, tightening his fingertips like pinching a chicken. He tilted his head and said, "Mo Yi!"
He didn't want to admit that his heart did tremble because of this threat.
Mo Yi rushed over, "The Wen family is too big, we are still investigating, but we are almost done!"
Fu Shiyan threw Song Youran to the ground violently. When he heard the collision of skin and flesh, he frowned in disgust, "You'd better pray that you don't die too soon, and pray that you still have the strength to talk to me!"
He no longer looked like he was just having fun a few hours ago, and now he only felt disgust for her.
Song Youran fell to the ground, looking numbly at the dreamy surroundings.
"Fu Shiyan, you can't do this to me, I am your wife..."
Fu Shiyan stepped over her and walked straight forward.
"Fu Shiyan!" She shouted loudly, "Now that the matter is over, I just want to know when you knew about it!"
It was still the same problem. This kind of problem made Fu Shiyan's head hurt, and endless regret swept over him. He should have been able to do it earlier...
He stood still with his back to Song Youran, "Maybe it was the first time he saw Jiang Shu wearing a white skirt."
This was true. The first time he saw Jiang Shu wearing white, he began to suspect that she looked too much like the person in his memory. This kind of resemblance could not be disguised by others.
Later, when he encountered more and more clues, including before the bomb exploded, Jiang Shu even said: Choose white.
When Song Youran heard this answer, her heart was filled with jealousy and hatred, and she laughed a few more times.
"So sincere, but Fu Shiyan, since you have guessed it a long time ago, you still let the situation develop to this day. What do you think of Jiang Shu..."
Before she finished speaking, Fu Shiyan turned around again, raised his foot and stepped on her hand, "That's because she wants to do it today."
Jiang Shu wants to let everyone know the truth at such an important moment today.
He allowed her to do so, and even contributed to the situation.