She was cold inch by inch, and the light that was still shining on her just now suddenly disappeared, and Song Ru's chin was pinched tightly by Sheng Congsu, and she was forced to look at him like this.

In her mind, Sheng Qi's almost breezy tone kept circling.

"Then should I sue you that I killed Ji Fan?"

The white claws scratch the heart, and it seems like a thousand knives. It hurts a lot, but it also hates it a lot. Is human life worthless in his hands? He dared to admit it lightly.

What about Ji Fan? He studied abroad at a young age and practiced the violin. Before graduating, he was appreciated by a famous orchestra, and he came through thousands of mountains and rivers along the way, and he disappeared in this way. When his life was at its brightest, he was pinched to death like an ant.

The life of an ordinary person is an ant to Sheng Congsu, and his lofty life admits that stepping on an ant is so ordinary.

Song Ru's stomach was tumbling upside down, and I almost wanted to vomit. His eyes were full of red, and the blood that Ji Fan had shed on the streets of London seemed to hit his heart over and over again at this moment. Song Ru I took a sharp breath, she stared at Sheng Congsu with her eyes, and said word by word: "Let go of me." ”

Sheng Congsu just smiled, and the gently hooked corners of his 'lips' were like a plain white cloud in the wind and sunny weather.

Song Ru was indignant in my heart, he was like this, he did heinous things, and he could still eat and drink tea as usual.

This is true for Ji Fan, and it is also true for her Song Rume. Hatred is like a 'tide', rolling in. And just when Song Ru and I gritted my teeth, Sheng Congsu smiled again and asked knowingly: "You hate me?" ”

His deep voice was like a devil, and his slow words were like bad news from hell.

Sheng Congsu let go of Song Ru's chin, but pressed her hard before Song Ru and I stood up in the next second, and he was propped up above her like this, with his hands on her shoulders, as if he weighed a thousand pounds.

"It's a good book, Song Rume. You've done some things over the years. The imagination is magnificent, interlocking, and the ending is conflicting. Congratulations, you're one step closer to Agatha. ”

Song Ru didn't speak, and stared at Sheng Congsu stubbornly, with hatred in his big eyes.

Sheng Congsu's eyes darkened slightly, but his movements did not relax at all, and even restrained her more tightly. He had apparently read the entire book, and was telling her the plot with great interest.

The 'female' Lily's former lover Louis was killed in a car accident, and the police quickly identified him as an accident. However, only Lily knows that Louis was murdered to death by Eston, the son of a well-known wealthy merchant in London.

Eston is extremely ugly, locked up in a suburban manor by his wealthy father for many years, has never gone to school like a normal child from childhood to adulthood, he is withdrawn and irritable, and has mental illness.

Lily came to the manor to take care of the 'flower' house by chance because of a summer work-study, and met Eston, but she never thought that she would be 'infatuated' with Eston from then on.

As Lily returns to school after the summer, Eston's strong desire for possessiveness becomes more and more apparent. All the people who came into contact with Lily, from being injured by mistake in a brawl to dying in a car accident, did not end well.

By the end of the day, Lily had become the loneliest person in the world, and all her family and friends had been killed by Eston. In the big world, Lily stands alone.

In the end, the 'female' protagonist Lily carried a knife and stabbed Eston seventeen times in a row, and the knife was fatal. Together, Lily, who was the enemy of the sword, had no love for life, and finally committed suicide.

Sheng Congsu told this story slowly, he even picked up the paper on the ground and read it word by word: "The dark blue sky in London began to rain cold and 'cloudy' again, Lily fell on the corner of the street, with a knife 'sticked' in her abdomen, her blood slowly and slowly soaked every inch of the land, the rain mixed with blood, like a meandering stream, slowly extending outward, and there was no end. ”

"What a sad story."

Song Ru I began to cry, she kept staring at the rows of pines and cypresses outside the window, the sunset had sunk, and when Sheng Congsu slowly narrated and even read this story, the sky was already dark. In the study room without the lights on, it seemed that only Sheng Cong's indifferent to cruel words remained.

"Little me, you also 'inserted' a knife in my heart at the beginning."

Song Ru didn't let out a cry, but his voice was terrible: "Yes, I should have stabbed you twice more and killed you, and it would have been a hundred." ”

Sheng Congsu let go of Song Ru's shoulder, and at this time he was already convinced that Song Ru and I didn't have the courage to leave this room.

He said with a confident tone: "You have satisfied my appetite, and even used the child as an excuse, now as you wish, I will give you the opportunity to come to my side and avenge your Ji Fan." ”

Song Ru wiped the tears off his face, he had seen through it. She came back, went to the auction and spent a lot of money, went to see Sheng Yang, and resolutely wanted to get back Sheng Yang's custody, but because she knew that Sheng Qigongzi would never be interested in what she couldn't get.

She thought that Sheng Congsu would always compete with her for Sheng Yang, and even in the end, he would fight her back like many romance novels. Song Ru wants this is the result, she will stay by Sheng Qi's side, and then get the evidence, kill her with one blow, and get the tiger without entering the tiger's 'den'.

However, what Song Ru didn't expect was that when she showed weakness and made him feel guilty, he really let go of Sheng Yang's custody. Sheng Congsu spoils the child like that, and he will let go lightly.

She felt that she was about to fall short, so she hurriedly came to talk to him today, hoping to 'provoke' the competitiveness of the seventh prince.

But she never thought that doing bad things would always be 'exposed', and she had not yet published a book that even she only had an electronic version of, and he would actually have a paper version.

His tentacles are too wide, she is already very secretive, the editors are directly introduced from abroad, and she has never participated in all the previous publicity activities. In China, it can be said that only two people know that she is the author of this book.

However, here is Boussan. It is Sheng Qi's strong foundation Busang, and she always falls short.

Song Ru and I finally stood up, she stood in front of Sheng Congsu, her eyes staring straight at him, Sheng Congsu's eyes flashed slightly.

"I'll give you three days, and then move to the Sheng family in three days."

Give her a chance to go the same way? Song Ru and I shook her head, and she said word by word: "Sheng Qi, I said a long time ago that I would hate you for the rest of my life." ”

The room was so dark, all the light was gone, and the 'tide' brought by the lake was wet and biting wind through the window and straight on Song Ru's face. She suddenly became very calm, and her beautiful face was like a model in the window, so beautiful that she had no soul.

Sheng Congsu glanced at her and suddenly turned his head.

Song Ru, who is □□ years old, has a peach face and a red flower, where did I go? She died in the long river of time, in the changes of the world, and even more in Sheng Congsu's never-ending cruel methods.

To this day, she is calm and indifferent to the world, and she is a man who wipes her tears.

Song Ru didn't say a word again, she silently packed up her bag, and when her fingers touched the divorce agreement on the desk, she trembled slightly, and then decisively tore the paper.

"Tear and tear" a few times, she is still Mrs. Sheng. All the plays she did were seen through.

Song Ru and I walked out of here step by step, but she knew that although the dark study was left behind by her, the boundless darkness was in front of her.

When she got downstairs, Sheng Yang heard her footsteps coming downstairs and hurriedly ran over. The little girl looked at her red and swollen eyes, twisted her fingers and asked softly, "Mother, are you not happy?" ”

Sheng Yang is actually really like her, with exactly the same eyes, nose and mouth, and the mother and daughter are simply carved out of the same mold. Song Ru's endless sourness in my heart almost overwhelmed her, she couldn't answer Sheng Yang, she just 'touched' Sheng Yang's head.

Then, walking out of here, the stunned child turned his face and asked, "Aunt Fu Yu, what's wrong with my mother?" Did she just cry? ”

Fu Yu thought thoughtfully: "What if your mother cried so that you could be with her?" What will you do? Do you still want to live at home with your dad? ”

Sheng Yang lowered his little head, but his thoughts were clear: "Dad dotes on me very much, I can have whatever I want, we have feelings." Mom is Mom, only Mom is good in the world, I always miss her very much, but Mom doesn't seem to miss me so much. ”

"Why do you think that?"

Sheng Yang said with some annoyance: "I waited for her for a long time yesterday, but she didn't come to pick me up, and she didn't answer when she called her. ”

Yesterday, it was Fu Yu who hit Song Ru's car, but fortunately, the two of them were fine. Fu Yu patted Sheng Yang's head: "You villain 'fine', maybe your mother has something." ”

"Daddy! Seventh! Sheng Yang saw Sheng Congsu coming down, and hurriedly ran over and 'touched' his stomach: "I'm hungry......"

"Then let's ask Auntie to cook."

"Can you keep Aunt Fu Yu for dinner together, she is my good friend."

Sheng Congsu glanced at Fu Yu and saw her smiling helplessly at him, and Sheng Yang looked very expectant.

Sheng Yang's words were holy decrees, and Sheng Congsu quickly said: "You go and add an extra pair of chopsticks to your aunt." ”

"Oh also~"

Fu Yu smiled, took a few steps forward, and the distance between her and Sheng Congsu was much closer, she looked at the condescending man, sighed, her face was a little embarrassed, she seemed to be picking at her own wounds.

"Seventh son, Li Mubai is going to divorce me." ――27761+dsuaahhh+24o41834――>