Feng Yiyao was stunned by Jiang Rong's slap.
Her ears kept ringing, and she couldn't even hear what others were saying. Her face was full of disbelief: "...You dare to hit me?! What gives you the right to hit me?!"
"You killed my sister, why do you hit me?!"
Jiang Rong looked at her coldly, "You are you, Feng Siling is Feng Siling. If it was you who saved me back then, I certainly wouldn't be worthy of hitting you, but Feng Yiyao, was it you who saved me?"
"Jiang Rong!" Feng Yiyao was furious and rushed forward, wanting to return the slap. Her movements were very slow in Jiang Rong's eyes, and she could easily dodge it. However, before she could move, someone blocked Feng Yiyao's hand in the air.
"Let's just have a good chat, why fight?" Chi Er smiled and said, "Fighting only hurts the harmony."
Jiang Rong was stunned for a few seconds when he saw him.
Why is Chi Er here?
"Who are you?!" Feng Yiyao's face twisted. "Let me go! I must teach that bitch Jiang Rong a lesson today! This murderer...this murderer should have died long ago!"
"Chi'er." The man's voice was like the misty snow on a winter morning, cold and biting. "If she says anything more, I'll bury her alive."
"Okay, sir." Chi Er said, "This trap is ready-made, Miss Feng. My boss always keeps his word. I advise you not to try it lightly."
Feng Yiyao was covered in cold sweat, and Jiang Panyu was also frightened. They both looked in the direction of the sound.
Shang Shaoheng wore a gray round-necked shirt and black trousers, looking lazy and casual. He also wore a thin black windbreaker on the outside. It was obviously a very ordinary combination, but his height and leg length were in excellent proportion, and when he wore it, he looked like he was on the cover of a magazine.
The cemetery was desolate and dilapidated, with weeds everywhere. An old banyan tree had stood there for who knows how many years. Its shade could be described as blocking out the sun. Countless aerial roots hung down, resembling the hideous tentacles of a monster. Shang Shaoheng stood under the shade of the tree. Clear sunlight fell through the gaps between the branches, casting a mottled shadow on the ground, and then fell on him, making him feel lonely and indifferent.
He was standing right in front of everyone, yet he seemed to be in the clouds.
I am not a worldly person, but I am full of fragrance.
Jiang Panyu could clearly hear the sound of his own heart beating faster.
She stared at the slender figure so intently that she even forgot where she was.
Feng Yiyao's clothes were soaked with sweat.
She clearly realized that this man was not just threatening her, he would really bury her alive!
Because of extreme fear, Feng Yiyao became weak all over, lost her balance, and fell directly to the ground.
Jiang Panyu clenched her fingers tightly and took a step forward: "Excuse me..."
However, Shang Shaoheng didn't even look at her, he just said, "Come here."
Jiang Panyu was stunned and subconsciously turned his head, and saw Jiang Rong sighing helplessly.
She stood there without moving. Shang Shaoheng looked worried, "Don't make me say it a second time."
"..." Jiang Rong took two steps forward slowly and asked, "Why are you here?"
Shang Shaoheng pinched the soft flesh on her cheek and raised his eyebrows: "So you only know how to bully others at home."
Jiang Rong: “??!”
Her eyes widened. "What do you mean I'm only good at bullying others? No...let me go!"
Jiang Panyu and Feng Yiyao are both here. It would be so embarrassing for her to be pinched on the face like this!
Shang Shaoheng obediently let go of her, pressed his hand on her shoulder, and took a step forward, blocking Jiang Rong behind him.
"Feng Yiyao." Shang Shaoheng said casually, "When did you become so close to your sister?"
Feng Yiyao shuddered when he called her name, and said in fear: "I..."
"Chi'er, please speak for Miss Feng." Shang Shaoheng said in a calm voice.
Chi Er nodded and said, "Ms. Feng Yiyao, we understand that you and your twin sister, Ms. Feng Siling, don't have a good relationship. Even though you are identical twins, you have shown significant differences in your abilities."
"Ms. Feng Siling has excellent grades, a gentle personality, and is kind and compassionate. She is very popular among teachers and classmates at school. In comparison, Miss Feng Yiyao, you started forming gangs in junior high school, drinking, smoking, and fighting. You are a well-known little gangster."
Jiang Panyu was shocked and said, "Yaoyao, you..."
"You're talking nonsense!" Feng Yiyao shouted angrily, "You're slandering me!"
"You even framed your own sister multiple times." Chi Er completely ignored Feng Yiyao and continued, "Including but not limited to reporting her for cheating on the exam, putting laxatives in her water, letting boys deliberately flirt with her, and then telling the teacher that she was in a premature relationship..."
"Shut up!" Feng Yiyao screamed, "You're slandering me!"
"Whether you did these things or not, you know it yourself." Chi Er said in a gentle voice, "I'm only saying this to point out that you are more likely to have stolen Miss Feng Siling's ashes than Miss Jiang Rong. After all, since you hate your own sister so much, it's not surprising that you would do such a thing."
Feng Yiyao finally felt the pain when the boomerang she had used to attack Jiang Rong pierced her body. She hissed, "Why would I steal her ashes?! She's already dead!"
"Then I don't know." Chi Er smiled and said, "But Miss Feng, if we call the police, do you think they will regard you, the one harboring hatred, as a greater suspect, or Miss Jiang Rong, the one feeling guilty, as a greater suspect?"
Feng Yiyao's face turned pale.
I'll stop here and say no more.
Feng Yiyao was afraid of getting into trouble, so she also kept her mouth shut.
"This kind of stuff can make you lose your composure?" Shang Shaoheng lowered his eyes and looked at Jiang Rong. "Little girl, why are you so fragile?"
Jiang Rong pursed her lips and said, "I'm made of glass. Did you know that on the first day?"
"Then you must be careful to protect yourself." Shang Shaoheng said: "Being kind to others may break you."
He turned and walked a few steps, then stopped and looked at Jiang Rong: "Are you not leaving yet?"
Jiang Rong hesitated for a moment, then followed him: "...So what are you doing here?"
Shang Shaoheng: "I appreciate your pitiful look when you shed tears, but it's a pity that you didn't cry. It was a wasted trip."
"..." Jiang Rong said, "Do you want to see me cry?"
Shang Shaoheng turned and looked at her.
The cold wind made Jiang Rong's face look a little pale, which made her eyebrows and eyes look even darker and her lips look even redder. She really had a very beautiful face.
"If I say I do, will you cry for me right away?"
Jiang Rong smiled and said, "Dream on."
Shang Shaoheng paused, "How do you know I dreamed of you crying?"
Jiang Rong: “?!”
Shang Shaoheng continued to walk out of the cemetery, and Jiang Rong hurriedly caught up with him: "Shang Shaoheng, tell me clearly, why did you dream of me crying?!"
"Do you really want to listen?"
“…Is this still some kind of state secret?”
"That's not the case." Shang Shaoheng said casually, "I dreamt that the other person was crying in my erotic dream. Why do you think that is?"
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