On a bitterly cold winter night, Song Ci wore a down jacket and over-the-knee boots. Her large, ginger-colored down jacket with a large lapel would have looked heavy and ridiculous on anyone else, but on Song Ci, it felt like a high-end piece, brimming with elegance.
She walked into the Mu family with an elegant and calm pace.
The sofa opposite Mu Qiu was empty. She pushed one of the cups of hot tea over and then turned to Song Ci and said, "I guessed it was you. The hot tea is ready. Please sit down, sister."
Song Ci walked in and sat down on the sofa. She lowered her eyes to glance at the glass of water and suddenly asked, "Is there any poison in it?"
Mu Qiu was pouring tea for himself when he heard the words. His hand trembled and the tea dripped onto the table along the rim of the cup. Putting down the teapot, Mu Qiu picked up his cup and took a sip before saying, "Look, I drank it all."
Song Ci spread her hands and said infuriatingly, "You have no worries. If you die, you die. I have a husband who loves me and my sister who protects me. It's not surprising that you want to drag me down with you. After all, you are a jealous woman."
Mu Qiu: "..."
Seeing that Mu Qiu was speechless, Song Ci was satisfied and took out a small white thermos from her down jacket pocket.
She opened the lid of the cup, shook it, and then said, "My brother Han made me some chrysanthemum tea, so I won't drink yours." After that, she tilted her head back and took a sip of the chrysanthemum tea.
Mu Qiu was so angry at her actions that he laughed, "You are so annoying, your mouth stinks."
Song Ci retorted, "It's better to have a foul mouth than a bad heart."
"Sister, stop talking nonsense. I want to ask you, when did you install the surveillance camera in my house?" This was what Mu Qiu was most concerned about. When she discovered the surveillance camera in the daytime, Mu Qiu felt a chill all over her body. She hated the thought of her every move at home being watched by others.
At this point, Song Ci had nothing to hide. "After I started living with Brother Han, I came back to get something and took the opportunity to install it there."
Mu Qiu was surprised. "You saw through my father's plan at that time? I thought..."
"You still thought that you wanted to kill me that night, but finally let me go because of a moment of weakness, and then I found a chance to monitor you?" Song Ci completed Mu Qiu's words.
Mu Qiu nodded in surprise and doubt, "You really do know what happened that night."
Song Ci sneered. "Am I stupid? How could I not notice a small scar on my chest?" Song Ci felt her heart pounding as she recalled what happened that night.
Mu Qiu took a sip from her cup. She peered through the steam rising from the hot tea, gazing at the calm and elegant Song Ci. She felt she was quite formidable. "You've long known I had murderous intentions towards you, yet you managed to feign sisterly affection for me in the days since. Sister, you truly astonish me."
"That's nothing." Song Ci took out a USB drive and waved it in front of Mu Qiu. "What's inside will definitely surprise you even more."
Mu Qiu stared at the USB drive, guessing what was inside. She asked calmly, "What do you want to do?"
Song Ci: "I can kill you, you know that."
Mu Qiu: "Who do you think you are? Do you think you can kill people at will?"
Song Ci shook the USB drive again and said slowly, "Here, I have video evidence of you personally murdering your mother and her unborn child. Once I release this evidence, everyone will see the true face of the Mu family's daughter, especially Cheng Yanmo, whom you love deeply."
"By then, the mentally ill Miss Mu will be found dead in a car accident, by taking poison, by drowning, or by jumping off a building... In short, there are thousands of ways to die in this world, and no one will suspect you of dying in any of these ways."
"After all, within just two or three months, you endured the pain of your mother's death, your father's execution, and the damage to your own reputation. It's perfectly normal for a girl like you to want to commit suicide."
"Do you think my analysis makes sense, Mu Qiu?" When saying this, the expression on Song Ci's face was evil and sinister.
Threat, this is a clear threat!
After hearing Song Ci's threatening remarks, Mu Qiu's originally calm eyes became filled with anxiety, and finally even his pupils began to tremble.
Song Ci smiled like a smiling tiger, her eyes narrowed into crescents. For the first time, Mu Qiu realized that this woman was not so easy to deal with. "What do you want me to do?" Since Song Ci was willing to come to see her, she must have left her a way out.
Song Ci put away the USB drive.
She looked around the house. She had lived in this home for eight years, and Song Ci had poured all her love into it. Thinking of the deceased Du Tingting and the 18.88 million dowry in her account, Song Ci's heart, which should have been as cold as iron, softened a little.
"I won't push you to the brink of despair, but I won't let you get away with it either..." After all, Mu Qiu's excessive ease was what upset Song Ci. Suddenly, she said, "Mu Qiu, if you do as I say, I'll destroy this video."
Mu Qiu looked at her doubtfully, "What do you want me to do?"
Song Ci said, "Tomorrow is the day my father will be executed. I want you to go to the execution ground and personally see him off!"
"What did you say?" Mu Qiu jumped to her feet. She stared at Song Ci in disbelief. She had never expected Song Ci to make such a request. "That's impossible. I won't go!" Mu Qiu firmly disagreed with her witnessing her father's execution.
Song Ci glanced at her calmly and said the same thing: "I said, I want you to go and watch your father's execution tomorrow."
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