However, it made sense. Anyone whose family was almost messed up by witchcraft would remember it forever.

Lu Zijia shook her head. “No, this lady is purely Song Zixuan’s bad romance. Besides, she’s not quite mentally stable.”

Simply put, she was mentally ill.

Fang Yueqiu: “…” So, she almost made her son and a mentally ill girl a match?

However, if this girl was mentally ill, what she said about having a relationship with her son and being pregnant with his child would all be fake.

Thinking of this, Fang Yueqiu couldn’t help but feel relieved secretly.

She wasn’t against her son knocking someone up before marriage. She just didn’t want him to be a scumbag.

Luckily, her son wasn’t stupid.

“What do you mean? What do you mean I’m mentally unstable? Are you saying I’m a psychopath? How dare you say that I’m a psychopath! I’m not, I’m not mentally ill!”

Ye Xinping suddenly screamed at Lu Zijia emotionally. She would definitely pounce on Lu Zijia if she wasn’t immobilized.

“Brother Zixuan, this woman said I’m mentally ill. Aren’t you going to do something about it? Brother Zixuan, I’m being bullied. Aren’t you going to protect me?”

Ye Xinping changed her expression very quickly. One second, she was still showing a ferocious look at Lu Zijia, and the next second, she became so pitiful that people couldn’t help feeling sorry for her.

However, Song Zixuan, who had already experienced her ability to change her expressions instantly countless times, didn’t feel pity in his heart, but even had a creepy feeling.

Song Zixuan moved his feet silently and hid himself behind Lu Zijia, deceiving himself that he was hiding.

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Ye Xinping must have thought too highly of him. She asked him to do something about this despicable woman? He could say with certainty that he would definitely be the one who suffered in the end!

As for protecting her? He would probably be kicked away by Lu Zijia before he raised his hand.

So, he didn’t hear or know anything. He was transparent and invisible. No one could see him.

Seeing how cowardly her son was, Fang Yueqiu had the urge to cover her face and not look at him directly.

Lu Zijia, who was used as a shield: “…” Was she getting dragged in again?

“Miss, look carefully. His name is Song Zixuan, not your Brother Zixuan. Don’t lie to yourself.”

Caught off guard, Lu Zijia dragged Song Zixuan to the front and pushed him towards Ye Xinping.

“F*ck! Lu Zijia, are you trying to scare me to death?”

Seeing Ye Xinping’s large face without a warning, Song Zixuan was so startled that he immediately jumped up and hid behind his parents swiftly.

There was no other way. Ye Xinping had already left a huge trauma in his fragile little heart. His reactions were almost all reflexes and definitely had nothing to do with masculinity.

Right, he was definitely not cowardly!

Lu Zijia glanced at him speechlessly. It was fine that Song Zixuan, this unlucky man, was afraid of ghosts, but now he was even afraid of a woman. Really… he should just throw away his guts.

“I’m not lying to myself. He’s my Brother Zixuan. Don’t you dare take him away!”

Ye Xinping stared at Lu Zijia firmly, as if she really treated Lu Zijia as her love rival.

Lu Zijia: “…” She already had a peerlessly handsome man. How would she possibly steal an unlucky, cowardly man?

“Mr. Song, Madam Song, there’s no dark sorcery involved. You can choose to call the cops or not,” Lu Zijia said to Song Zhuohai and his wife.