Leng Yebai spoke with utmost seriousness, his chilling aura utterly genuine.
Song Kerou could clearly feel the air around her turn cold, chilling her to the bone.
She had no doubt that the person in front of her would really kill her.
“Brother Leng, we really did know each other before. Ten years ago, we were in the same orphanage.”
Song Kerou steeled herself and took another step toward Leng Yebai, her eyes filled with anticipation.
From a young age, she had watched him. The children in the orphanage didn't play with Leng Yebai. It wasn't that they isolated him, but his face was expressionless, carrying the maturity of an adult, making it impossible for them to play together.
She wanted to play with Leng Yebai, but he completely ignored her.
The chilling aura emanating from him frightened them so much that they dared not approach him even a step closer. It was the same ten years ago, and it is still the same ten years later.
At that time, she felt that Leng Yebai was too noble and not good enough for her.
So I thought to myself, if one day I become good enough, maybe he will turn around and look at me.
Her fate began when the eldest daughter of the Song family was in a car accident and lying in the hospital.
The proud and privileged Song Wenwen was in a car accident while traveling with her parents and is now lying in a coma in the hospital.
The doctors at the hospital have already issued a critical condition notice, and even the experts brought in from abroad say they are powerless to help.
Song Wenwen's parents turned almost white overnight because of this, and all the doctors couldn't save their daughter.
Desperate for a cure, they consulted a fortune teller and spent a fortune on him.
The fortune teller said that the Song family would lose a daughter, but the solution wasn't difficult. They could simply adopt a daughter so that the Black and White Impermanence wouldn't be able to tell which one was the eldest daughter of the Song family, thus saving her life.
The Black and White Impermanence wouldn't take lives randomly. As long as they couldn't tell which one was the young lady, Song Wenwen could survive.
Perhaps the fortune teller was just spouting nonsense to swindle money, or perhaps he was a truly skilled person.
But Song's parents couldn't care less about that anymore.
However, adopting a child doesn't cost much money.
So, the Song family went to the orphanage to adopt a child, and she became the lucky one. She came to Shanghai with the Song family and never saw the children from the orphanage again.
Later, the eldest daughter of the Song family actually woke up in the hospital.
During those ten years, she was treated like a biological daughter by the Song family.
Now, to see Leng Yebai again, Song Kerou was filled with overwhelming excitement.
Song Kerou pretended not to see Bai Xizhu, but she understood that anyone who could stand with Leng Yebai must have a certain relationship with her...
"I don't know him."
Leng Yebai spoke with a cold expression, his voice devoid of any warmth.
Song Kerou clearly saw that when Leng Yebai looked at the woman beside him, his eyes were almost overflowing with tears.
This was completely different from the boy she remembered who never smiled.
"Sister, did you also grow up in an orphanage? I've never seen you before."
Song Kerou's nails were almost embedded in her flesh, but she had a gentle smile on her face and her voice was innocent and naive.
“My parents are alive and well, I am not an orphan.”
Bai Xizhu frowned slightly.
Suddenly, I remembered that I had actually been an orphan for three years in my previous life.
"Xiao Zhu, let's go."
Leng Yebai immediately noticed Bai Xizhu's furrowed brows and pulled her away by the hand.
He understood that Xiao Zhu must have been thinking about something bad again.
"Brother Leng, Sister, wait for me~"
Song Kerou, in a sweet voice, chased after the two of them again.
This time, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her body, her vision went black, and she collapsed to the ground.
Then I smelled a burnt smell.
I looked down at my fingers; they were all black.
Not only her fingers, but even her pink dress was charred.
Purple lightning spilled from Leng Yebai's hand, not killing Song Kerou, but enough to give her a hard time.
Leng Yebai never showed mercy to those who staged accidents. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't cause trouble on his first visit to the safe base, Song Kerou, who was pretending to be crazy and deliberately offering herself up, would have already screamed for help.
"ah!"
At that moment, Song Kerou was devastated and wanted nothing more than to rush up and tear the woman next to Leng Yebai apart.
She understood that it was her older brother Leng who did it, but she didn't blame Leng Yebai at all; she only blamed the woman beside him for being too alluring.
She remembered that although Leng Yebai was very aloof, he wasn't someone who couldn't distinguish right from wrong, and he would never hit someone for no reason.
Song Kerou was so angry she felt like her lungs were about to explode.
Seeing Leng Yebai getting further and further away, she suddenly stood up again, wanting to rush over and pester him.
But the thought of being covered in black soot, and knowing that even without a mirror, my face must be charred black as well, made me realize that I was in a terrible state.
For the sake of her image, Song Kerou glanced deeply in Leng Yebai's direction, then strode towards the residential area.
Fortunately, the Song family lived in a villa area, so they didn't encounter many people along the way. Even so, she covered her face the whole way, afraid that her gentle and beautiful image would collapse.
In the spacious living room, a middle-aged couple sat on the sofa, flipping through a photo album that looked quite old.
Song Kerou glanced at it, a hint of disgust in her eyes.
Without saying hello to them, he ran straight to his room, rushed into the bathroom, and began washing off the charred residue from his skin.
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