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Chapter 514 Is Your Heart Made of Iron?

But no, there is no reason. Why did Mrs. Long hate her and hate her? She didn't feel sorry for Long Yu, the Long family, let alone sorry for her. Su Nanai thought that she must have thought too much.

"I have confidence to let him listen to me obediently."

I had the confidence to make him fall in love with me, and I remembered the voice of the young but clear woman again.

Su Nanina suddenly cried out, and it was that voice again. Why did she hear this woman's voice again and again? Who is this woman, and where is it?

Su Nanai couldn't help but look around, but there was no one around except Mr. Long and Mrs. Long, and her.

"Okay, since you are so sure, then do what you said, just hope that Long Yu can return to normal as soon as possible."?

Mr. Long sighed slightly. The situation in front of him became increasingly uncontrollable. They completely made their predictions. The sudden situation was indeed difficult. He could only take one step at a time, and what Su Nanai said was a way.

Su Nanai said goodbye to the two old men and walked out of the hall. Old Lady Long looked at Su Nanai's departure back, her eyes still had a sense of disgust and hatred. Old Mr. Long glanced at her:

"Huiying, you can't blame Mu Xue for the incident back then. That's all the children's choices, not to mention that Mu Xue himself also accompanied his life."

Before Mr. Long finished speaking, Mrs. Long angrily scolded:

"Yes, she is dead, but she left a daughter who continues to harm our descendants of the Long family. I will not allow anyone to hurt my Yu'er."

After saying that, Mrs. Long looked at Mrs. Long with deep resentment:

"For so many years, I thought you had changed, but you still haven't changed at all. You know that the pair of Yu'er is a road of no return or even a dead end, but you still send him to that road. Not only did you ruin your son with your own hands, but now you don't even care about your grandson. Long Aotian, is your heart made of iron?"

Thinking of the dead child, Mrs. Long looked sad.

"Hui Ying, have you forgotten the bloody incident back then? If you have forgotten it, you have forgotten the fragmented limbs in the yard a few days ago?

Whose hand is destroyed? Are they not innocent? They have no relatives, parents, and children?"

Mr. Long could understand Mrs. Long's selfishness. He could not change her thoughts, but he could not continue to watch those innocent people die tragically at the hands of his own grandson.

"Long Aotian, I don't have your righteousness, I only have my Yu'er. Yu'er is my only hope in this world. Even if he is a devil, he is still the Yu'er in my heart. Even if he dies, I will protect him. I will never allow anyone to hurt my Yu'er anymore. Besides, you know that that is not Long Yu's original intention, and he doesn't want to become like that, and he kills people like a demon. During these years, he has lived in deep self-blame and grief?"

Mrs. Long looked at Mr. Long, and her tone was extremely firm and sad. Mr. Long shook her head. Perhaps losing her child made her so extreme:

"You also know how much pain it will bring to A Yu after returning to normal. Do you want to let him live in pain all the time?"
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