Light Keeper

Chapter 308 I Don't Want You 37
Song Shuyun pushed him away.

"If you have anything to talk about, just take a photo of me and say that I drink too much! You are good at this, anyway, what I say is not important, I will just stand here, you can take pictures! Write whatever you want !"

Song Shuyun looked like a broken jar, which made the man a little embarrassed.

"Ms. Sun, I am a reporter from the Capital News section. We are not a tabloid. What we report is true. We have never reported the news like the ones you mentioned. Please trust me on this."

After hearing this, Song Shuyun's eyes flashed with clarity, and she looked up and down at the reporter in front of her.

"Yeah...I believe it!"

After she finished speaking, she turned around and left. The male reporter quickly took out the recording pen and chased after her.

"Miss Sun, is it convenient to accept an interview? I see that you are also trapped by rumors now, and drinking can't solve the problem, don't you think so!"

Song Shuyun stopped in her tracks, looking a little moved.

The male reporter saw the situation and pointed to a nearby restaurant.

"Miss Sun, let me treat you to something to eat, let's sit down and talk slowly!"

Song Shuyun's eyes hesitated, and she raised her head to ask after a while.

"Everything I say is true, will you believe me?"

She spoke so pitifully that the male reporter felt for a moment that he was about to dig up a big news story!
The two sat down in the restaurant, and Song Shuyun simply washed up.

Neither of them ate anything on the table. The male reporter put the recording pen on the table, took out a pen and paper, and started asking questions.

"Excuse me, Ms. Sun, Ms. Wu Juan is seriously ill, have you visited her?"

"no!"

"Why didn't you go? Is it because of her abuse of you?"

"no!"

"It seems that the cause of the matter is because of this, haven't you thought about remedying it?"

Song Shuyun was silent for a while.

"I didn't try to fix anything in the past, and I didn't feel like I did anything wrong!"

The male reporter didn't expect Song Shuyun to say that. He sat up two points straighter in excitement, leaned forward, put his arms on the dining table, and pushed his eyes.

"Everyone said that Wu Juan raised you, and now she is seriously ill, you shouldn't ignore her from a humanitarian point of view."

"A humane perspective? Hmph..."

Song Shuyun smiled mockingly.

"You are a reporter yourself. You said that my negative news is flying all over the sky. Could it be that the news came out by itself?"

"Why don't I go to see her, she has no face to ask me such a question!"

The male reporter quietly pushed the recorder towards Song Shuyun.

"Do you think Ms. Wu Juan is sorry for you?"

Song Shuyun looked at him, her eyes dull and numb.

She was silent for a while, and then spoke for a while.

"Everywhere in this city is good. It's prosperous, busy, and crowded. There are many stories happening every day... and the director of the story can find the meaning of existence here!"

Her words made people confused, but strangely made people feel the vicissitudes of her heart.

"I was born here and grew up here since I was a child. I watched other people's stories and experienced my own stories, but I never knew why I was alive!"

Her voice became softer and softer. The male reporter frowned and listened, wondering what she was going to do.

After Song Shuyun finished speaking, she sighed softly.

"I have nothing to say! I didn't feel sorry for Wu Juan either! If you want to say sorry, it is Lin Jiayuan and Wu Juan who are sorry for me!"

As she said this, Song Shuyun took out something wrapped in a gauze scarf from her bag. The gauze scarf was opened and there was another layer of plastic bag. When the plastic bag was opened, it was a small box with a combination lock.

The male reporter just watched.

Song Shuyun opened the box with a complicated expression on her face.

"I didn't want to say it at first! You know, people from the Lin family... don't like me very much!"

Song Shuyun continued to talk to herself, and the male reporter felt that something was wrong with her mentally.

"If I don't say these things, even if I get scolded, I can always comfort myself. I still have a mother! But I have nothing now! When I am constantly in the news, I know that I am blocking Taking her daughter's path... will not end well!"

"What? Miss Sun? What are you talking about?"

Song Shuyun's expression remained unchanged, as if she couldn't hear what the male reporter said.

Slowly took out a recording pen from the box.

Before the other party could speak, she had already turned on the recording pen.

The conversation between Lin Jiayuan and Wu Juan came out.

"Yuanyuan, you are finally here! Mom..."

"No, don't say you are my mother!"

"Okay! Mom... I really panicked at the time, there is nothing I can do!"

"Where's Sun Si? Isn't she here to take care of you?"

"Who knows where she went, maybe she wants me to die! Every day will cause trouble for me. If you didn't say that you might use her in the future, I would have killed her long ago, so as not to leave any troubles! "

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Hearing this, Song Shuyun turned off the recording pen, and her expression finally changed a little.

The male reporter's heart almost jumped out.

"Miss Sun, when did this recording happen?"

Song Shuyun's expression was dull and she cooperated very well.

"More than a year ago! When Wu Juan was just diagnosed with cancer, if you want to investigate this matter, you can inquire about it by the way. Lin Jiayuan was very tight-lipped, but it was precisely because of this that the police station also investigated it. If you look for connections, Maybe we can find out something!"

Sighing, she took out some photos and put them on the table.

There are many photos of Lin Jiayuan and Wu Juan meeting in it. It is obvious that Lin Jiayuan had not yet grown up at that time and was simply a teenager.

The male reporter's hands were trembling a little, and he just wanted to ask if he could take a picture after taking the photo.

Song Shuyun waved her hand.

"Take it away! It's useless for me to keep these."

After speaking, he took out a video recorder from the innermost part of the box.

Song Shuyun looked very nostalgic, but the video recorder was not turned on, as if it had run out of power.

She smiled at the video recorder.

"I'm sorry, it seems that you have no fate with this video, and it's actually not important, but in the conversation between the two of them, they admitted that the child was deliberately changed back then, and they also said something about the Lin family's property... I was too eager to think about it at that time. To prove that Wu Juan has feelings for me, now it seems that it is childish and ridiculous, she is really kind to Lin Jiayuan!"

As for the Lin family, Song Shuyun went so far as to say too much and easily exposed flaws. Anyway, according to Song Shuyun's guess, the two of them must have said similar things.

And her purpose was to plant a nail in the heart of Father Lin and Mother Lin.

If they knew what Lin Jiayuan had done, they would be heartbroken when they heard about the family property. If they didn't know everything about Lin Jiayuan, that would be better!
This is fake and true!
Her expression remained unchanged, her expression indifferent.

"I'm preparing to leave recently. I hope things end here! Wu Juan deliberately exchanged Lin Jiayuan for the Lin family. The Lin family has been doing physical examinations for more than ten years and has never found out that the daughter is not hers. Lin Jiayuan is afraid that I will snatch her property, so she goes to the Lin family desperately. I was splashed with dirty water, and Wu Juan took advantage of her illness and forced me to pay her hundreds of thousands in surgery fees..."

Speaking of this, Song Shuyun sighed.

"Hehe... What a big show, I don't know what I did wrong! Maybe this city is not suitable for me!"

After saying that, she got up, took the voice recorder and video recorder and left.

There is also a diary of Sun Si once in the box on the table.

(End of this chapter)