Upon hearing this, Song Qingqing was immediately stunned.
In this accident, Song Qingyi was also present; was she one of only two survivors?
What a coincidence!
Everyone else is dead, but she is still alive.
Should we say she was lucky, or should we suspect that this matter might be related to her?
Song Qingqing didn't intentionally think badly of Song Qingyi; she was just that bad in real life.
Looking back on her past life, she truly hadn't wronged her in the slightest; in fact, she could be said to have given her everything she could.
Only Sikong Xingchen and Song Qingqing changed their minds, and as a result, Song Qingqing was grilled like a squid by the other party.
It would be strange if Song Qingyi didn't hold a grudge against Wang Xiuhua and others for openly trying to take advantage of her wealth last time.
However, Song Qingyi was truly ruthless; she actually wiped out the entire Song family.
The reason? Was it simply because they wanted a share of her money?
"Officer, is this really an accident?"
"If it was an accident, why are there survivors?" Song blurted out, and the police gave her a strange look.
Then she remembered that it was she who had sent her own sister to jail last time, and she quickly realized what had happened.
"Based on the current evidence, it was indeed an accident."
"Do you have any information to provide?" the police officer asked.
What could Song Qingqing offer? Aside from her own judgment and speculation, she couldn't produce any evidence whatsoever.
In the police station, everything requires evidence; testimony without evidence is considered nonsense.
"No." Song gently shook her head.
Just then, a deafening wail came from the next room: "God, why did you take away Weimin's life?"
If you're going to take my life, then take my life!
Why take away the pillar of the family?
How are my child and I supposed to live after this?
That voice belongs to Zhao Feifei.
Song Qingqing got up and went over to take a look. She saw her sitting on the ground, crying and wailing, looking utterly miserable.
"My condolences, comrade!" The policewoman who had told Zhao Feifei the news also had red eyes upon seeing this.
“Our family of five all depended on my husband as the breadwinner. Now that he’s dead, what are my children and I going to do?”
"Waaah..." Zhao Feifei thought of the future and felt a deep sadness welling up inside her.
She never imagined that fate would play such a cruel joke on her; her husband died right after she got rid of that mean-spirited mother-in-law.
How can we survive in a house without a man?
The more I think about it, the sadder I get, and the sadder I get, the more I want to cry.
When Song Ping'an walked in, Zhao Feifei was almost crying herself to death.
"When Qian Nian comes back, you can live with me." With their son gone, Song Ping'an has to shoulder the burden of Song Weimin.
This time, however, it was his own choice.
Hearing her father-in-law's words, Zhao Feifei was overcome with grief, but her gaze towards him was filled with tenderness.
This was the first time in Song Qingqing's two lifetimes that she had seen such a moving look in the eyes of her aunt.
It was also the first time she realized that her grandfather, Song Ping'an, was so responsible and manly.
When Song Qingqing left the police station, it was already pitch black outside.
Thinking about her date, Song Qingqing stepped out of the police station and ran away as fast as she could.
He hadn't run more than a few steps when he was spotted by two thugs.
Today was truly an eventful day, with both police and thugs around.
"You're a pretty girl, aren't you? How about you have a drink with us?" The fat man in the duo rubbed his belly as he flirted with Song Qingqing.
When Song Qingqing saw his six-month pregnant belly, she kicked him without any mercy. The fat man cried out in pain and was instantly kicked to the ground.
Another thug saw this and pulled out a screwdriver from somewhere, then gently attacked Song.
Seeing this, Song Qingqing turned around and slashed horizontally, thinking she could break the screwdriver in the other person's hand. Unexpectedly, the other person was also a trained fighter.
Moreover, he was as agile as a rabbit, changing direction with a turn and attacking Song Qingqing's lower abdomen.
Song gently moved back, using her tiger claw technique to successfully clamp down on the other person's hand.
Then, with a strong twist, the screwdriver fell to the ground.
Unable to fight, the two began hand-to-hand combat.
The two of them were giving each other a big punch, one after the other.
During the fight, the thugs became increasingly alarmed, realizing that the information Li Shu had given them was inaccurate—the so-called "weak woman."
This was the first time he had ever seen such a seemingly frail woman who could fight so well.
While he was distracted, the thug's cheek was suddenly struck by Song Qingqing's fist, which knocked him to the side.
Then, with another unseen kick, Song Qingqing successfully brought the thug and the fat brother together.
The two men, both in the same boat, exchanged a glance, knowing in their hearts that they were no match for Song Qingqing.
He was very pragmatic and got up and ran.
Song Qingqing didn't chase after them, but instead continued towards the restaurant.
Because of this delay, by the time Song Qingqing arrived at the Zhongtang Hotel, it was already eight or nine o'clock in the evening, and the hotel had long since closed.
Peeking inside, it was pitch black, and there wasn't a soul in sight.
Song Qingqing turned away dejectedly, feeling sad that her first date with Sikong Xingchen had ended in this way.
As I was walking, I bumped into a cool and aloof figure.
He stepped back, paused, then was overjoyed, reaching out to hug the person.
Unexpectedly, the other person was faster and more forceful than she was.
Sikong Xingchen, who had never left, held her tightly in his arms, taking several deep breaths while holding her head.
"You're late." The words were cold and indifferent, devoid of any emotion.
The words touched Song Qingqing's heart, but filled her with guilt. "I know."
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