"But I found that she is just a pretentious green tea girl, a super big white lotus."

Su Yiren did not give Ling Ruiya any fig leaf, sneering: "She is used to pretending to be pitiful and weak to gain sympathy from others, even her brother and Mo Jingchuan have been kept in the dark."

Back then, Ling Ruiya played the white lotus's routines to perfection. Whenever the two of them had a conflict, Ling Ruiya was always the victim and she was the abuser.

When she was young, she suffered a lot from the white lotus's tricks.

"Impossible!"

Song Jian would never believe what Su Yiren said, and retorted sharply: "Yaya is a gentle and kind girl, and you are the vicious woman who always wants to steal her things! The younger one steals her brother, and the older one steals her husband, bah!"

"I stole her husband?"

Su Yiren became interested, "Tell me, how did Ling Ruya describe me to you?"

"Humph, just tell me."

Song Jian wanted to refute her, "You are an orphan picked up by Mo Jingchuan from outside. Because you lack a sense of security, you often stick to Mo Jingchuan and Ling Ruifeng. You also like to take advantage of their doting on you and deliberately steal the things that Yaya likes."

"And you knew that Yaya liked Mo Jingchuan, but you still tried to get into his bed on the eve of Yaya and Mo Jingchuan's wedding, causing Yaya to be sad and go abroad. And after Yaya returned home, Mo Jingchuan asked you to divorce but you refused. How disgusting are you? Is it fun to occupy someone else's husband?"

Such a vicious woman dares to look down on a kind girl like Yaya?

Bah!

"Well, some are true and some are false."

Su Yiren looked indifferent. She was not angry about those words that slandered her. She just said in a calm voice: "I don't know whether Ling Ruiya likes Mo Jingchuan or not. I only know that I never had an intimate relationship with Mo Jingchuan before marriage, and she ran away from the marriage first, and I took her place later."

"Haha, if you are not despicable, Yaya will run away from the marriage?" Song Jian sneered.

Su Yiren stopped talking and stared at him with frowns.

He also stiffened his neck and deliberately sneered: "What are you looking at? Are you angry because I hit a sore spot? I tell you, I am Yaya's person in life and Yaya's ghost in death. Don't even think about knowing anything about Yaya from me!"

Su Yiren: "It's a pity that your Yaya won't come to save you."

"Humph, I have no regrets in death. I don't need to be saved."

Song Jian showed an attitude of being ready to die, and he was completely unyielding. The subordinates around Su Yiren who had been trying to persuade her not to get angry became agitated. "Sister, let's beat him to death?"

"Such an ungrateful dog is not worth your effort!"

"It's a discarded piece anyway, just beat him to death!"

"Feed him to the wild dogs!"

Everyone howled and rubbed their hands, wishing they could beat Song Jian to death right away.

Song Jian stiffened his neck and sneered, not begging for mercy.

He knew the ending the moment he woke up in pain, and he also sincerely hoped that Yaya would not come to save him. How could such a gentle and kind girl witness the darkness of the world?

"Let's make a bet."

Su Yiren raised her hand to suppress the noise, "Let's bet on what kind of person your goddess Yaya is. Do you dare to bet?"

Song Jian was very alert, "Are you trying to trick me again?"

"I just want to verify what you said."

Su Yiren leaned back and adjusted her comfortable sitting position, "You are sure that your goddess Yaya is gentle and kind, and rare in the world, so let's go and see if she is the kind of person you say she is."

"Of course, if you win I will let you go, if you lose, you have to tell me the secret of Ling Ruya."

Song Jian said nothing, his eyes flashed.

Su Yiren didn't rush him. She lowered her eyes and drank tea slowly. She knew Ling Ruiya very well. If Song Jian dared to gamble, he would lose.

No one spoke, and the basement was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

The air was filled with a faint smell of blood, stimulating people's senses, but Su Yiren seemed not to notice it and sipped her tea with relish.

She had seen scenes of rivers of blood before, so what was this little scene?

Before finishing the cup of tea, Song Jian could not help but speak, "If I win the bet, will you really let me go?"

"What, you still want me to support you?"

Su Yiren raised her eyes with amusement, "It's okay if you don't want to leave. It doesn't cost much to support a piece of waste anyway."

"You are the waste!"

Song Jian was very annoyed, but seeing Su Yiren looking at him with interest, she didn't care about her anger, so she gritted her teeth again, "Okay, I'll bet with you!"

Yaya would never be the kind of person she said!

Su Yiren: "Then I have to ask, what important secret do you hold in your hand? Is it enough to exchange for your life?"

"I know the answers to the questions you asked before!"

Song Jian paused, "I know them all!"

"Deal!"

Su Yiren was not a person who would drag his feet. She put down her teacup, stood up and said, "Put him down, serve him delicious food and drink, and wait for me to send a message back."

"That's no problem," the subordinate nodded, and then worried, "But what if he deceives you?"