Chapter 186

He Cheng snapped out of his thoughts, turned to look at the brother and sister, opened his thin lips, but ultimately didn't know what to say.

She simply replied, "You all go back to sleep first. Mom has something to do tonight and will be back later."

The brother and sister exchanged a glance. He Tinglan remained calm, did not ask any further questions, and turned to go upstairs.

Wearing her pajamas, He Tingyao tightened her grip on the armrest. Only after He Tinglan had completely left did she softly call out, "Dad..."

Under He Cheng's watchful gaze, she ran to him with small steps. "Dad, Aunt Song didn't mean it. Dad, please don't tell Mom, okay?"

She twisted her two little hands together, and because she was so young, she looked very cute.

The main reason is that her mother is too smart, and she is afraid that her mother will find out that she was the one who made Song Yue do that.

He Cheng frowned. "How did you know it was Song Yue's?"

“Yes…” He Tingyao stammered, her heart tightening. She quickly thought for a moment before innocently explaining, “It was Aunt Song who told Yaoyao. Aunt Song is the best person to Yaoyao besides Mom. It’s just that Aunt Song is very careless. She didn’t mean it.”

He Cheng leaned back on the sofa, his tightly furrowed brows relaxing. He patted the sofa, gesturing for He Tingyao to sit down.

What else did she say to you?

He Tingyao obediently sat down, then cupped her face in her hands as if in a daze, "It seems... I can't remember right now."

A hint of confusion lingered in her large, dark eyes. "Dad, are you referring to what Aunt Song said when you weren't home much before? Or is it what Aunt Song said recently when you've been home but something always seems to happen at home?"

The child's innocent words struck a chord with He Cheng at that moment.

He Tingyao held her face in her hands, looking somewhat downcast. Her regular biological clock made her yawn before she fell asleep, and she rubbed her eyes, which were moistened with a layer of mist.

"Dad, please let Aunt Song stay. Mom didn't ask her to leave before, so if she stays, maybe Mom won't leave either..." As she spoke, she became so sleepy that she started pecking at rice like a chick.

He Cheng sighed softly, got up and escorted her back to her room. He stared at her sleeping face for a long time before returning to the sofa.

All the lights in the villa were turned off, except for one lamp above his head that was still emitting a faint light.

A moment later, a flickering flame, accompanied by rising smoke and mist, swirled around him.

The feeling of not receiving messages and not being able to get a reply is very unfamiliar.

He Cheng looked up, but suddenly curled his lips into a smile, "But that's what makes it interesting."

Upstairs, He Tingyao listened to He Cheng's departing footsteps for a long time before getting out of bed. She left the bedroom and pushed open the inconspicuous maid's room at the corner.

Song Yue was sitting on the bed wiping away her tears. When He Tingyao came in, she cried even harder.

"My dear lady, if I leave, what if Madam doesn't like you anymore? You might..."

"From now on, I don't want to hear those words again." He Tingyao, wearing a white bunny nightgown, looked up at Song Yue and spoke with utter indifference, "Mom won't dislike me, Mom will always love me!"

"Miss..." Song Yue was so shocked by He Tingyao's completely different appearance from usual that she seemed to have seen a ghost!

But what terrified her even more was yet to come:

"Aunt Song, Dad won't kick you out."

"As long as Aunt Song behaves well, and also, didn't you say you've been in contact with my biological mother? When she comes back, remember to tell me."

"In that case, I won't let my brother..."

He Tingyao tilted her head and smiled innocently, "I'll kill you."

Her hand rose and then fell quickly, as if she were holding a knife in her hand.

Despite her adorable little face, the bright smile and childlike voice at that moment sent chills down Song Yue's spine!

Song Yue suddenly remembered the scene where she found He Tinglan breaking a bird's wing in the back garden.

Bright red blood splattered onto the pure white roses, and he tilted his head, smiling innocently, as he said:

"If you dare to tell anyone about this, you'll end up like this too."

At this moment, Song Yue's hair stood on end!

She took a few steps back, her whole body trembling!

The brother and sister she watched grow up were clearly devils!

He Tingyao, who was about to leave, seemed to remember something. She turned back and winked innocently at Song Yue, "Don't even think about running away, because you can't escape. But... Aunt Song can give it a try."

Jinghong's pen conveyed everything here to Lingwu with remarkable accuracy.

Ling Wu had just finished her bath when Li Zhenzhen was gently massaging her vagina.

The discomfort in my head has subsided considerably.

He Tingyao really intends to use Song Yue as a tool in her hands.

When it comes to vying for favor, Song Yue is an accomplice; when she's in a bad mood, Song Yue is an outlet for her frustrations; if you include Bei Banban, Song Yue can barely be considered an intelligence agency.

It truly makes the best use of resources.

It's still necessary to investigate the biological father who gave these two little devils this gene, just to avoid any future trouble.

After the massage, and once Li Zhenzhen had quietly left the room, Ling Wu finally turned on her phone.

If she didn't sleep in front of Li Zhenzhen, Zhenzhen would inevitably worry about her for a long time.

Ling Wu glanced at the news and found that the news of tonight's banquet had not been leaked, and she already had a plan in mind.

It seems that this project is indeed the one that has made the He family invincible.

Just as I was about to turn off my phone, a news article popped up at the top of my feed:

[It has been reported that the perpetrator, who has committed multiple murders and dismemberments, struck again last night on Wudao Island!]

Thinking of He Tingyao and He Tinglan's biological father, Ling Wu clicked on the video. The image quality was rather blurry, and the figure was only a single pixel.

But the fact that this alone could excite people so much clearly indicates that this is the first time they have received information about this murderer.

The comments below were also quite lively—

[This is the third time Night Cry has broken the one-time precedent set by the island of filth, and the third time they've pulled off such a big case.]

Although, I still feel incredibly gratified. I hope Night Cry will just wipe out their island lord!

【How can just having the island master be enough? They peed together in public, their relationship is so good, shouldn't they all do it together? [Kindness]】

But didn't Night Cry declare that every nation should leave its mark on him at least once? Our country is adjacent to the island of filth.

Why was the killer named Night Cry?

[Replying to the comment above: Because they commit murders at night, and after the killing, they use the victim's phone to call their relatives, asking them to come. "Night weeping" refers to the relatives of the deceased, who weep incessantly every night.]

[Additional point: Different countries use different names. The neighbor calls him the Dominator, and isn't he the one dominating them right now?]