While avoiding Zhou Rong, Song Xuanhe glanced at Song Jiani. However, Song Jiani was shocked by the amount of information in Song Xuanhe's words and did not pay attention to his expression for a moment. Not only her, but even Song Jiabao who was imprisoning her had an incredible look on his face.
"You are so angry, but you are not surprised at all. It's because you knew it a long time ago." Zhou Rong's attack was out of order in his rage. Song Xuanhe dodged him with ease and continued to provoke him, "You clearly knew who was the mastermind behind Lu Chao's death, but because you didn't want to believe the facts, you deceived yourself and found someone else as a scapegoat to bear your hatred and wishful revenge."
Song Xuanhe leaned sideways to avoid Zhou Rong's fist, and said in a clear voice with his eyes squinting: "Do you think Lu Chao in the underground is willing to accept your revenge for him? Also, do you really love him?"
"Shut up!" Zhou Rong threw the syringe in his hand and picked up a bottle of wine and threw it at Song Xuanhe.
Seeing this, Song Xuanhe consciously retreated towards the direction of the syringe. However, although Zhou Rong was angry, he was not yet overwhelmed. So it didn't take long for him to discover Song Xuanhe's intention. He picked up the syringe on the ground in an instant, and saw Song Xuanhe's face change slightly.
Zhou Rong said bitterly: "No matter who else was involved in Chaozi's death, you are the culprit. If you hadn't lost his face in front of everyone, if you hadn't let Lu Yue in, Chaozi wouldn't have died. So as long as you die, Chaozi will thank me."
Song Xuanhe faced him in a straight line, both keeping their distance, and looking for an opportunity to break the current deadlock.
Zhou Rong stared closely at Song Xuanhe's every expression, the hatred in his eyes almost overflowed from his eyes. Suddenly, he smiled and said, "I forgot that in fact, revenge is not just about you, but also Song Jiani. If we really want to settle the score, Song Jiani is the real culprit."
"If Chaozi didn't like her, then nothing would have happened. If she didn't like you, then nothing would have happened. I thought you didn't care about her before, but now it seems that she is still somewhat useful. After all, when you were a child and didn't want to talk to anyone, the only person you were willing to talk to was Song Jiani. How could I have mistakenly thought that she was unimportant to you?"
"Tell me, Song Xuanhe, if Song Jiani becomes addicted to drugs because of you, and it's an addiction that she can never quit, will you regret it and blame yourself? How long will you regret it? Can you regret it for the rest of your life?"
Zhou Rong laughed as he spoke. He walked to Song Jiani, pulled her arm out regardless of her struggle, and said to Song Xuanhe with a smile, "Let time tell you about me and Song Jiani. How long can you regret for her?"
"You are a grown man, what's the point of dealing with a woman?" Song Xuanhe took a half step forward and saw Zhou Rong's needle on Song Jiani's wrist move closer and then stopped. He said, "I caused what happened to Lu Chao. If you want to find someone to avenge, just find me. Why make things difficult for others?"
"Song Jiani is not like other people." Zhou Rong was unmoved. He patted Song Jiani's arm, carefully found her veins, and said slowly: "Beauty is a disaster. I have realized it. Song Xuanhe, when you are with the eldest young master of the Xiao family in the future, you may thank me for not sticking the needle in you at this time."
As he spoke, Zhou Rong thrust the needle in his hand directly into Song Jiani's arm without hesitation. Song Jiabao stopped Song Jiani from struggling, and the liquid in the syringe decreased little by little as he pushed forward.
When Song Xuanhe wanted to stop him, Song Jiani stopped him with her eyes and said with red eyes: "I will be fine."
Seeing that all the liquid in the syringe had disappeared, Zhou Rong's smile gradually widened, and he said to Song Xuanhe as if to protest: "How is it? Someone has suffered for you, are you happy?"
Song Xuanhe looked at the figure that suddenly appeared behind the door, curled his lips and said, "I'm glad, because I know you will be very unhappy soon."
Zhou Rong was stunned, and before he could react he heard Song Jiabao scream. However, before he could turn around, he was captured and the syringe in his hand fell to the ground, landing on the soft carpet without a sound.
Song Jiani's body went limp, she stared blankly, covering the blood spot on her arm, her face frighteningly pale.
"What's going on?" Guan Zhi walked in, kicked Zhou Rong who turned around and looked back, and said to Song Xuanhe: "You didn't accompany me for dinner just to fight with them?"
"You followed me?" Song Xuanhe glanced at Guan Zhi, then looked at Wei Chen who was directing the bodyguards to do something, and asked, "When did you get together with him?"
Wei Chen leaned against the wall with a cigarette in his mouth. Hearing this, he curled his lips and said, "I thought the Second Young Master would pretend not to see me."
"When I saw this man coming in with a box, I thought you were doing illegal business. Even though he is not a Chinese citizen, I can't just sit back and watch. What's more, you still owe me a meal, so I asked Wei Chen to come." Guan Zhi curled his lips and seemed a little reluctant when he mentioned Wei Chen.
Song Xuanhe pretended not to hear Wei Chen's words, and said to Guan Zhi: "So you have been following me since we separated."
Guan Zhi blinked, with a hint of innocence on his childish face: "You said you had something important to do, I want to see if it's really more important than having dinner with me."
"Now that you've seen it, you might as well eat with me."
Song Xuanhe glanced at him, walked over to Song Jiani and squatted down, reaching out his hand to help her but paused halfway and asked, "Are you okay?"
Song Jiani shook her head and choked up, "I don't know. I don't feel anything right now. I heard from others that taking drugs can cause hallucinations and excitement, but I don't feel anything. Is this new drug too powerful and I can't feel anything?"
Seeing Song Jiani's tear-stained face and desperate expression, Song Xuanhe was silent for a moment. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Zhou Rong say, "This drug takes effect very slowly, but the effect is absolutely amazing. Believe me, you will fall in love with this feeling in a short while."
Song Jiani's expression became even more desperate, and she hugged her legs and started crying.
Song Xuanhe turned the hand hanging on her shoulder and punched Zhou Rong in the face. Seeing that he spat out a mouthful of blood foam but still looked smug, she twitched the corner of her mouth and turned to look at Song Jiabao.
"Except for the fact that I beat you up, we don't seem to have any deep hatred." Song Xuanhe said, "Why do you keep causing trouble for me? You even risked going to jail and teamed up with Zhou Rong to deal with me."
Song Jiabao had already lost hope when he saw Guan Zhi and Wei Chen, but after hearing Song Xuanhe's words and Song Jiani's sobbing, he felt a sense of revenge and regained some composure. "We won't go to jail. If you think we will, you're wrong. I tell you, even if the police come, it won't work. This syringe is specially made. It will automatically clean itself if there is less than 0.5 ml of liquid inside. Nothing will remain on the inner wall of the syringe. Even if the test is done, nothing can be found. It's impossible to find anything in Song Jiani's body. What do you have to put us in jail?"
"You said we don't have any deep hatred." Song Jiabao sneered, "Since you were born, everyone around you likes you and praises you. You have taken all the good things. I want to ask why. If you are as good as Brother Xuanlin, it would be fine, but you are just better at reincarnation than me, but you have no ability yourself. Why should I be inferior to you? Even the person I like likes you?"
"Why did I get involved in Sun Jinren's affairs? Because Mr. Song said that as long as I facilitated this matter, he would match me with Song Jiani." Song Jiabao looked at the crying Song Jiani and gritted his teeth and said, "But she never looked at me straight in the eye from beginning to end. She always follows you around, even if you disdain her. When I gave her a candy when she was a child, she smiled at me and I thought she liked me too, but she gave you the candy I gave her in a blink of an eye. She is still like this when she grows up. Tell me why I hate you?"
Faced with Song Jiabao's hateful expression, Song Xuanhe found it difficult to describe the feelings in his heart.
According to what Song Jiabao said now and what Zhou Rong just said, Song Xuanhe can conclude that almost all the encounters that the original owner encountered in the later part of the book, except for the influence of Xiao Yuanmu, were caused by Song Jiani.
Even the system was surprised for a moment and said: [It turns out that Song Jiabao also likes Song Jiani! How beautiful is Song Jiani in your human aesthetic standards? 】
Song Xuanhe was silent for a moment, then turned around and went back to Song Jiani, patting her shoulder without much sympathy.
When Song Jiani raised her tearful face, he frowned, but he had to admit that from a man's perspective, Song Jiani was perfect in appearance, figure and temperament. Even when she cried so miserably, she was not as uglier than other women when they cried.
"Are you okay?" Song Xuanhe asked.
Song Jiani sobbed and said nothing.
Guan Zhi watched the excitement for a while, then asked, "What happened to her? What's that needle on the ground?"
Song Jiani's crying became louder and louder, and her body began to tremble.
Song Xuanhe opened his mouth and was about to say something when he saw the door was hastily pushed open again. Zhou Nan walked in with a group of people. Seeing Guan Zhiweichen and a room full of bodyguards, he was stunned and said, "Am I late or early?"
Seeing his sweaty forehead and his nervous expression, Song Xuanhe swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth and said, "It's resolved."
Zhou Nan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Where is the drug needle? Where did you put it? I've brought the serious crime squad here, let them take it back and investigate the case."
Zhou Rong sneered when he heard this. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Song Xuanhe say, "It's in the box at the door."
Everyone in the room was stunned, even Song Jiani stopped crying and looked up at Song Xuanhe in a daze.
Song Xuanhe picked up a box that was thrown aside casually, pressed a few times in the seemingly empty box, and suddenly a tiny layer appeared in the box, and a syringe suddenly appeared in front of people.
Zhou Rong's sneer froze, and then he seemed to have thought of something, his eyes almost burst open: "Impossible!"
Song Jiani had a blank expression on her face. She wiped the tears from her face and asked in a hoarse voice, "Didn't you say there was only one?"
Song Xuanhe nodded, handed the box to the policeman behind Zhou Nan, turned around and smiled, "Yes."
Song Jiani couldn't believe it but was full of expectation: "Then just now..."
Song Xuanhe spat out two words: "Fake."
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