Song Qianning had been on guard against Song Wanyu for a long time. Before she stabbed her, she noticed her movements and naturally would not watch her stab her.

Before the knife could stab her, Song Qianning nimbly dodged to the side, avoiding the oncoming knife.

The knife did not stab Song Qianning, but Song Wanyu fell to the ground due to inertia when she rushed forward, and landed on her face.

Song Qianning stood by, squinting at the embarrassed Song Wanyu, curling her lips and sneering: "Song Wanyu, you want to kill me?"

Song Wanyu got up from the ground with a knife in her hand. Having missed the target, she became even more furious. Her face was ferocious and filled with hatred: "Song Qianning, you bitch!"

"If it weren't for you, I would still be the daughter of the Song family, the daughter of Mr. Song, who is flattered by everyone. I would eat and drink well, and have a group of servants. I wouldn't have ended up like this!"

"It was you who caused me to end up in a brothel, and then be rejected by Lord Li and sent back. I will never let you go!"

Facing her complaints, Song Qianning only found it funny. She rolled her eyes without any hesitation and said sarcastically, "Song Wanyu, you are wrong. You are the culprit who caused all this."

"It is your Song family's greed that has led to your current fate."

"Besides, you ended up in a brothel of your own accord. I didn't put a knife to your neck and force you to sell your body there. How can you blame me?"

And that time with Lord Li, it was Song Wanyu herself who wanted to use him to take away her property, but in the end she ended up losing more than she gained.

The one who beat Song Wanyu and despised her was Lord Li, and it had nothing to do with him.

"Song Wanyu, don't blame me for what you did." Song Qianning said bluntly, "It was you who kept having bad thoughts and ended up like this."

Song Wanyu was so angry that she screamed out loud, her voice almost blowing the roof off the room: "Song Qianning, shut up!"

"Why should I shut up?" Song Qianning sneered: "I think you are the one who should shut up."

The stimulation caused her spirit to completely collapse. Song Wanyu raised the knife and stabbed Song Qianning again: "Bitch, I want you to die!!"

When the knife stabbed towards her, Song Qianning dodged to the side.

Since Song Qianning was standing by the bed just now, when she dodged, Song Qiyuan behind her was revealed.

Song Wanyu, whose mind and eyes were full of Song Qianning, didn't notice it at all. By the time she realized that the other party had avoided her, it was already too late.

Driven by inertia, Song Wanyu had no time to stop and stabbed Song Qiyuan on the bed with the knife.

With a "plop", the sound of the knife piercing through flesh was heard.

Song Qiyuan, who was already dying, had no time to dodge her actions.

The moment the knife pierced his body, Song Qiyuan didn't even have time to scream. He collapsed straight down, his breathing so weak that it was almost inaudible.

In order to stab Song Qianning to death in one fell swoop, Song Wanyu did not hold back her strength at all. She used all her strength when she rushed over, and now she fed it all back to Song Qiyuan.

There was a lot of noise in the room, which was clearly heard by Qin Ye and the others, along with Song Wanyu's voice.

Worried that Song Qianning would be at a disadvantage facing Song Wanyu alone inside, Qin Ye didn't bother to think too much and kicked the door open, just in time to witness this scene.

Song Wanyu had no idea that her knife would hit Song Qiyuan, and she just stood there in a daze.

She stood blankly beside the bed, still holding the knife in her hand, in a stabbing posture.

It was not until the sound of someone kicking the door did Song Wanyu come back to her senses from her shock.

Looking at Song Qiyuan lying on the bed covered in blood, Song Wanyu instantly let go of the knife, shaking her head and backing away. As a result, she tripped over herself and fell to the ground.

Her mind was filled with the image of Song Qiyuan covered in blood after being stabbed by her with a knife. Her head was shaking rapidly, her hands holding her head, and she was completely in a state of collapse.

"No, no, no, I didn't kill him. It has nothing to do with me."

"The person who killed you was Song Qianning. If Song Qianning hadn't dodged, nothing would have happened."

"Yes, it was Song Qianning who killed the person, not me. It's all Song Qianning's fault. She dodged suddenly and caused me to stab you!"

Not wanting to admit that she was the one who killed her own father, Song Wanyu muttered and frantically shirked responsibility.

She had no intention of stabbing Song Qiyuan at all. It was Song Qianning who dodged, which caused her to stab Song Qiyuan.

The person who killed Song Qiyuan was Song Qianning, it had nothing to do with her!

Chang Qing also rushed in at the same time. When he saw this scene, his eyes instantly became sharp and he stepped forward to hold Song Wanyu down.

Qin Ye glanced at Song Wanyu with disgust and walked towards Song Qianning.

Seeing her dazed look, he subconsciously felt a little distressed, and the expression on his face relaxed.

He walked forward gently, put his arm around Song Qianning's shoulders, and whispered comfortingly: "Miss Song, don't think too much. The matter of Song Qiyuan is..."

Not only Song Wanyu, but Song Qianning also didn't expect that the knife would eventually stab Song Qiyuan.

She stared blankly at Song Qiyuan lying on the bed, her expression complicated and indescribable.

Song Qiyuan, who was already in poor health, collapsed on the bed after being stabbed. Blood oozed out from the place where the knife was inserted, quickly dyeing a large area around him red. His breath was barely audible.

His fingers were trembling, but his eyes were looking in Song Qianning's direction with all his strength, and his lips kept trembling, as if he wanted to say something.

But because he was too weak, he couldn't utter a single word, only his lips kept moving and murmuring.

For some reason, Song Qianning's heart suddenly ached when she saw Song Qiyuan suffering great pain.

The pain came unexpectedly and was so intense that it made her face turn pale.

In addition to the heartache, there was also an indescribable discomfort, which was due to Song Qiyuan lying on the bed.

Because of this sudden heartache, Song Qianning staggered and fell limply into Qin Ye's arms, her eyes looking at Song Qiyuan on the bed.

His expression was vague and somewhat complicated.

She could feel that the heartache she had just felt did not come from her.

But it is the remaining soul and emotions of the original body.

His attention was always on Song Qianning. Qin Ye noticed something was wrong with her and caught her: "Miss Song?"

After calling several times, Song Qianning didn't respond at all.

Without thinking too much, Qin Ye picked up the person horizontally, his lips tightly pursed.

Out of inner worry, Qin Ye's stern brows became even colder, and his pace quickened a lot.

After ordering someone to call a doctor, he couldn't help but look down at Song Qianning in his arms, and reached out to brush away the hair that was scattered on her face.

Song Qianning, who was in a trance, didn't feel Qin Ye's movements at all. Her lips moved slightly, as if she was saying something.

Her voice was soft and vague. When Qin Ye listened attentively, he vaguely heard two words: "...Heaven..."?