With a press of the brakes and the bicycle set off, Song Qingqing rushed straight towards Song Qingyi.
The latter also noticed her presence, turned around and ran away, but her speed was no match for Song Qingqing's.
Sure enough, she had only taken two steps when the other person grabbed her by the collar.
"Qingqing, what are you doing? Why are you grabbing me?"
"Let me go! Let me go! I'm your sister!" Seeing that she couldn't escape and had fallen into Song Qingqing's hands, Song Qingyi immediately pretended to be innocent.
Don't be fooled by her calm demeanor; she was actually cursing under her breath.
She simply couldn't understand how Song Qingqing managed to fall off such a high cliff and survive.
She'd been to Matoushan before; there was nothing there except a big tree.
Wait, a big tree?
Could it be that she survived by relying on that big tree?
Song Qingyi was right; Song Qingqing was indeed saved thanks to that big tree.
As early as when she was struggling with Song Jiajia, she noticed that there was a big tree 2 meters below her.
That's why she dared to pull Song Jiajia down with her, because she was confident that she wouldn't fall directly down.
This is why she dared to pull people down again and again.
"Song Qingyi, why are you running? If you haven't done anything wrong, you have nothing to fear. Don't you understand that?" Song Qingqing said sarcastically as she dragged the struggling Song Qingyi toward a large tree.
"You scared me just now. I thought it was some kind of bad guy. I didn't realize it was you." Song Qingyi's acting skills are beyond doubt. She always delivers a great performance, no matter the time or place.
But Song Qingqing, who had long seen through her, didn't believe a word of her nonsense.
"Really? Then I can't see who you are right now." After saying that, she pressed Song Qingyi down and slammed her head against a tree. After several loud bangs, blood gushed out from Song Qingyi's head.
"Qingqing, are you crazy? I'm your own sister, your favorite sister! How could you become like this? Weren't you the one who loved your sister the most?"
Hearing her talk about the past, Song Qingqing used even more force, and after a few more "bangs," she finally threw the person on the ground like a rag.
Song Qingqing had no intention of taking her life so easily; she couldn't kill her here in broad daylight.
Moreover, now that she has evidence, she should naturally be handed over to the police, and it would be best to put her to jail for life.
"Help me! Help me!"
Just as Song Qingqing's thoughts were racing, Song Qingyi on the ground seemed to have a sudden burst of energy, and in a couple of quick movements, she crawled a long way away and lay pitifully next to a pair of black leather shoes.
Song Qingqing glanced up and was immediately stunned. Then she turned around and tidied her appearance, making herself look as beautiful and good as she thought.
Then, she made a relaxed gesture, as if she were admiring the scenery.
To show that she hadn't done anything, she deliberately distanced herself from Song Qingyi.
But what she didn't know was that her face was still pitch black, and the back of her left hand, which was folded over, was a bloody mess, which was quite frightening.
The worst part is that she seems completely oblivious to this, and even puts on a beautiful illusion that "I am a quiet young lady".
Old Wang, who was not far away, saw this and his shoulders began to tremble uncontrollably. He really wanted to tell Song Qingqing that they had arrived the moment she pinned the person against the tree and slammed them against it.
So there's no need to pretend, they saw it all.
Including her brutality.
However, he noticed that his boss didn't seem surprised at all!
What the hell is this?
Shouldn't a man like their boss prefer obedient and docile girls?
How could I be so engrossed in watching it that I couldn't tear myself away!
"Save me, please save me, she's going to kill me, she's going to kill me."
"I'll give you anything as long as you save me." With that, Song Qingyi, her face covered in blood, gave a coquettish wink.
Song Qingyi thought her flirtatious glance was very successful and would surely make this handsome and wealthy man, who looked like a god, submit to her. However, she did not expect that he would just give her a cold look and say something that made her want to vomit blood.
All I heard him say was, "Old Wang, drag this eyesore out of my sight, don't let her get away."
"yes"
Old Wang accepted the order and stepped forward to drag Song Qingyi away.
Upon seeing this, the latter suddenly lunged forward and successfully grabbed the hem of Sikong Xingchen's suit jacket.
"Sir, you're so handsome, how can you just stand by and watch someone die?" A tearing sound.
Before she could finish speaking, the spot she was holding was torn off by Sikong Xingchen and thrown onto Song Qingyi's face.
"Get lost!" Sikong Xingchen's patience ran out. After saying that, he kicked Song Qingyi, sending her flying far away.
As Song Qingyi flew backward, she saw that this rich and handsome man, who had been fierce and ruthless towards her just a moment ago, now looked at her with warmth and gentleness.
She hated it! She was jealous!
Why is it that Song Qingqing, a fool who was manipulated by her, can win the favor of such a handsome man? Why would such a fool like her have such a good man who likes her?
Why is there no such high-quality man by her side?
Why?
In what ways is she inferior to Song Qingqing?
She has a sharp mind, a cunning heart, and the means to achieve anything. Why is it that Song Qingqing got what she couldn't?
God is unfair, God is blind.
These were the last words she thought of before she fell into a coma.
The world is finally quiet.
Without the eyesore of Song Qingyi disturbing him, Sikong Xingchen could finally quietly and attentively observe Song Qingyi.
At this moment, Song Qingqing looked terrible.
Not only were his hands injured, but he also had a head wound.
The clothes on his body were also torn in several places.
Was she bullied?
This was the conclusion Sikong Xingchen reached after observing Song Qingqing's appearance.
There are actually people who dare to hurt him. Very good, very good indeed.
Without realizing it, his hands clenched into fists, and his aura plummeted to freezing point.
Sikong Xingchen, shrouded in a terrifying aura, approached Song Qingqing step by step.
He stepped forward and lifted the other man's left hand. When he saw the injuries on it, his breath hitched again.
Song Qingqing suddenly felt a chill run through her body. She looked up at the blazing sun overhead, her heart filled with suspicion.
For no apparent reason, she suddenly shivered.
As consciousness returned, he saw that Sikong Xingchen's strength had suddenly increased, and he asked in a cold voice, "Who did this?"
ah? ?
"Oh, I knocked her out."
"What's your name?" Are you just dizzy? That's not enough.
"You don't need to interfere, I've already hit her." Seeing that he was about to unleash a torrent of anger, Song Qingqing grabbed his hand in return.
Seeing her like this, Sikong Xingchen didn't say anything, but he had already made a mental note of it. Without allowing any argument, he pulled Song Qingqing and headed straight for his van, which was not far away.
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