Blood splattered onto Cheng Huaiyu's bed, the bed curtains, and everywhere else.

Song Cheng's last thought before he died was, how dare she?

Because Cheng Huaiyu's attack struck a vital point, Song Cheng didn't even have time to struggle before dying instantly.

Cheng Huaijin pushed Song Cheng aside and sat up.

Her hands trembled slightly, the hairpin still stuck in Song Cheng's neck. She clenched her hands tightly together, forcing herself to calm down.

Her eyes lit up; she could take this opportunity to stall Peng Mu.

She got up, intending to go directly to find Peng Mu.

As she reached the door, she encountered a maid. Seeing the bloodstains on her body and her disheveled hair and clothes, the maid asked in a panic, "Third Madam, what happened to you? Third Master..."

Cheng Huaiyu glared fiercely at the maid: "Shut up!"

The maid lowered her head in fright.

Cheng Huaiyu felt a little panicked. What should she do?

Take this maid with you!

Okay, take it with you.

Fortunately, she didn't like having too many people in the house, so there was only this one maid in the entire courtyard.

“Come with me to a place!” Cheng Huaiyu said.

The maid nodded and followed Cheng Huaiyu.

The maid didn't expect Cheng Huaiyu to bring her to the study, a place only Cheng Huaiyu himself could enter.

Recently, their third grandmother has been having food delivered to her study every day, and she has a huge appetite.

When the maid saw someone open the door to the study, and it was a man, she understood that their third mistress had finally stopped watching her third master's debauchery and had started keeping a lover herself.

But to actually keep these at home is really something!

I must say, this one is much better looking than Third Master, but he looks rather young, probably not even as old as Third Madam!

So, Grandma San likes this kind of thing?

Peng Mu was also surprised that Cheng Huaiyu had brought a maid with her. He looked at Cheng Huaiyu.

"Liu Lang, help me tie her up," Cheng Huaiyu said.

Without hesitation, Peng Mu chopped the maid's neck with one hand, and the maid fainted.

Peng Mu then noticed the bloodstains on Cheng Huaiyu's body: "Xiaoyu, what happened? What happened? How did you get hurt?"

Cheng Huaiyu dragged the maid a little further into the room, then closed the door. She took a few deep breaths and said, "Sixth Brother, I... I killed someone."

Peng Mu was shocked.

Cheng Huaiyu shook her head and waved her hands: "I didn't want to kill him. He was the one who tried to take me by force. He'd been spending so many days in brothels, and as soon as he came back, he wanted to... he wanted to... I, I just wanted to push him away... But, but I, I couldn't push him away... I just, I just..."

Peng Mu supported Cheng Huaiyu's shoulders: "Xiaoyu, calm down, calm down. Did you stab Song Cheng to death with the hairpin in your hair?"

Cheng Huaiyu looked at Peng Mu in surprise: "You, how did you know?"

Peng Mu smiled and said, "I noticed that the hairpin you used to wear when you met me isn't here. Based on what you said, you couldn't push him away, and you killed someone. At this moment, the most suitable weapon would be the gold hairpin in your hair. Don't be afraid, it was good that you killed him. He deserved to die!"

Cheng Huaiyu looked at Peng Mu: "Liu Lang, what should we do? What should we do? Song Cheng is dead, and he's still in the house. He came back today and had dinner with everyone tonight. Everyone saw him. I can't just throw him away. Liu Lang, what do you suggest we do?"

Peng Mu instinctively hugged Cheng Huaiyu, but Cheng Huaiyu pushed him away.

Peng Mu understood her feelings and said gently, "Xiaoyu, don't be afraid, I'll handle this for you. You just need to go back, tidy up your room, calm yourself down, and stay calm!"