Chapter 285 If it's anything else... I'm sorry



The door opened and the two entered the room.

As she closed the door, a knife struck the maid's neck and she fell down on the spot.

"Sir, we've found out that it was Meng Fanfei who ordered it." Song Yi appeared from behind the door and said in a cold voice.

"Also, Master Shi Han is here too. He's in the next room, and I've knocked him out."

"We also found a paper cutter that you used before on him."

Rong Yubai took the knife. There was still a vague mark belonging to him on the broken handle.

His eyes narrowed slightly, his expression indifferent.

"I thought he was at the end of his rope and resorted to such a low-brow method, but he actually had a trick up his sleeve."

"Defiled a woman, then murdered to silence her... You are indeed worthy of being me, cousin. I truly cannot underestimate you."

"Send this to Meng Fanfei."

After he finished speaking, he took out a glass of wine from his sleeve, which was covered with white paper.

Song Yi took it and opened it, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He walked so unsteadily, how did he keep the wine in the glass?

Is this the power of reading?

Song Yi went to the front yard with a glass of wine.

Rong Yubai moved Rong Shihan from the next room and placed him next to the rockery.

"Cousin, I don't know what's in that glass of wine either."

"If it's just drugs, then everything will be fine. If it's something else... I'm sorry."

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Ps: The poem in the article is "Qi Qi Lou" by Song Dynasty poet Chaihu.

It's not very popular and I couldn't find an explanation, so I figured it out myself. If anyone who knows about it thinks it's wrong, please correct me here.

The full text is:

This studio takes full advantage of the beauty of Songshan Mountain and is the most unique sight in front of the building.

Green grass connects to the sky and water, and several green peaks are cut off from the evening mist.

The mountains and rivers do not change with the weather, the universe just watches the years go by.

I am too lazy to play the piano or read books, a curtain of flower shadows sings of the late spring.

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