Song Jiao walked out with a swaying figure. The sunlight filtered through the sparse clouds, casting a faint golden glow on her, but it could not conceal the coldness in her eyes at all.
She caught a glimpse of Qiao Ranran kneeling in the shadow of the gatehouse, a playful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and then she winked at the servant beside her.
The servant understood and quickly brought a carved wooden stool and placed it respectfully at the door.
Song Jiao sat down gracefully, as if she were enjoying a carefully prepared drama, her eyes full of mockery, "Why, you're like a drowned dog now? After leaving me, are you so vulnerable?"
She crossed her legs, her posture relaxed and her face relaxed.
At her signal, the security guards around slowly opened the heavy door, and sunlight instantly poured in, illuminating the open space in front of the gatehouse.
Qiao Ranran seemed to be stimulated by the light. She stood up almost instantly and rushed towards Song Jiao with red eyes.
However, before she could do anything, she was firmly held down by the bodyguards who had been on standby.
Song Jiao tutted, seeming quite satisfied with the scene. "Let her go! She looks like a mad dog eager to break free."
Hearing the insult in the other party's words, Qiao Ranran instantly exploded. She struggled to break free from the bodyguards and roared, "Fang Youwei, what gives you the right to destroy Chi Heze?"
She had just managed to stand up when Song Jiao slapped her head sideways.
Qiao Ranran wanted to stand, but the bodyguard had already pinned him to the ground.
Song Jiao's voice was as cold as ice. "Kneel down and talk, will you?"
Qiao Ranran covered her face, her eyes filled with resentment and anger. She glanced at the burly bodyguard beside her and could only suppress the urge to hit him. She gritted her teeth and asked, "Why can you do this to Chi Heze?"
Song Jiao seemed to have heard something funny and slapped him again, "Are you qualified to question me?" Her voice was full of disdain and ridicule.
Not far away, Chi Heze saw his beloved woman being treated like this, and a trace of pain and anger flashed in his eyes.
He didn't care about his unhealed injuries, and struggled to run out, roaring: "Fang Youwei, I will kill you!"
Song Jiao had expected Chi Heze to be nearby, so when he appeared, the bodyguards acted quickly and pinned him to the ground.
Chi Heze struggled to get up, but was held down by the bodyguards.
Song Jiao stood up, slowly walked to Chi Heze, stretched out her finger, and poked his broken ribs.
Chi Heze screamed in pain and his face turned pale instantly.
Song Jiao looked at Chi Heze's painful expression and a satisfied smile appeared on her face. "Kill me? Do you have the ability to do that?"
Her voice was full of teasing and sarcasm.
"Fang Youwei, what exactly do you want?" Chi Heze's voice was low and suppressed, and he almost squeezed out these words from between his teeth.
He stared at Song Jiao, trying to find a flaw in her expression, but found that he could not understand the woman in front of him at all.
He was filled with confusion and resentment. Things were clearly not like this in his previous life. Could it be that because he had changed the direction in his memory, the current development was completely different from before?
When Song Jiao heard this, she burst out laughing, as if she had heard a huge joke.
"What do you mean by what I want? Aren't you the ones who are looking for trouble with me?" She shrugged and looked at Chi Heze innocently. "You people are really weird. You clearly came to me on your own, yet you still ask me what I want."
As she spoke, Song Jiao tilted her head and looked at Qiao Ranran beside her, with a sarcastic smile on her lips.
"Qiao Ranran, do you think I would like a loser who only rose to prominence by relying on our Fang family? He is so self-righteous. Just because he was given the title of school idol, does he really think he is supreme?" Her words were full of disdain and contempt, as if she was looking at a jumping clown.
Upon hearing this, Qiao Ranran's face turned pale instantly. She bit her lower lip tightly, as if trying to suppress the gasp that was about to come out.
"I don't believe it, you obviously like Chi Heze!" She stared at Song Jiao stubbornly, trying to find a trace of hesitation in her eyes.
However, Song Jiao just laughed even louder, as if she had heard something even funnier. "What does your disbelief have to do with me? But since someone has fallen into my trap, I must do something good."
As she spoke, a sly glint flashed in her eyes, as if she had already seen what was about to happen.
At this moment, the housekeeper had quietly called the police when he saw Chi Heze.
Now the Chi family not only has nothing, but is also involved in a murder case from earlier years.
Qiao Ranran suddenly realized that the police were talking in low voices, and an ominous premonition suddenly arose in her heart.
She immediately turned around and shouted to Chi Heze, "Aze, leave quickly! It's not safe here!"
However, Song Jiao looked up at the two bodyguards, who immediately understood and quickly held Chi Heze down.
"Want to leave? How can it be that easy?" Song Jiao's voice was as cold as ice.
"Fang Youwei, you are really despicable." Chi Heze's eyes were full of resentment and hatred. He stared at Song Jiao, as if he wanted to brand her in his heart.
In his previous life, she caused him to lose Ranran, and in this life, she used the same trick again and put him in trouble!
Song Jiao stood up, twisted her wrist gracefully, and sneered, "Despicable? Who is despicable? Do you think no one knows what you did?"
She slowly approached Chi Heze and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Have you forgotten what you did to me in your last life? Those dirty tricks, those despicable deeds, do you think I will forget?"
Hearing this, Chi Heze stepped back suddenly, his body shaking unconsciously.
His eyes were filled with fear and disbelief. "No, it's impossible! This is impossible. How could you come back too? You should have..."
"Should what?" Song Jiao sneered, raised her leg and kicked him directly, her tone as cold as a knife, "Why not? Even God couldn't stand your pretense, so he sent me back to deal with you!"
Chi Heze was kicked to the ground. Just as he was struggling to stand up, the police had already walked in.
They looked at Chi Heze expressionlessly and then took him away.
Song Jiao looked at Qiao Ranran who was standing there in a daze, with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes.
She called Qiao's mother in front of her, her tone sweet and hypocritical, "Auntie, this is Weiwei! Please come to my house to pick up Ranran! The Chi family is bankrupt now, and she wants to borrow money from me to elope with Chi Heze! But don't worry, I have already helped her stop it."
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