Chapter 937
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Song Qingchun looked at Fang Rou wordlessly.
Facing Song Qingchun's indifference, Fang Rou's lips curled into a smile.
The smile that blossomed on her face was no longer the gentle smile that Song Qingchun was familiar with. Instead, it was tinged with sharp mockery.
She leisurely leaned against the dining table and slowly swirled the wine glass in her hand. She leisurely raised it to her lips and took a sip.
She drank half the glass of red wine. She probably thought it was rude to drink alone, so she raised the glass and walked gracefully to the fridge. She rummaged through it for a relatively nutritious fruit juice and tossed it at Song Qingchun.
Song Qingchun ignored the cold fruit juice. She stared at Fang Rou's eyelids and asked in an unusually calm voice, "It was you who had the taxi driver drive me here?"
Fang Rou swallowed the wine in her mouth and sighed at the taste of the wine. Then she nodded at Song Qingchun and answered honestly, "Yes."
"What do you want?"
Fang Rou looked as if she had heard the funniest joke in the world. She curled her lips and chuckled softly. In the next second, her expression was as cold as frost, and her tone was as cold as hell. "I'll take your life."
Fang Rou had tried to take Song Qingchun's life many times, but she had failed each time.
Song Qingchun knew Fang Rou had been trying to kill her, but when she heard the words "take your life" coming from her mouth, she couldn't help but shiver.
Song Qingchun stared at Fang Rou's eyes for a long time before asking the question that had been on her mind for the past few days, "Did you kill my brother?"
Fang Rou's fingers, which were holding the glass of red wine, trembled slightly. Her eyelids drooped, and in that instant, a faint sadness seemed to emanate from her body. However, it only lasted for a moment. Very quickly, her lips curled into a cold smile, and she slowly took a sip of red wine. Nodding, she spoke in a relaxed tone as if she was talking about the weather, "Yes, I killed Song Cheng."
Her light tone was like a sharp knife that pierced deep into Song Qingchun's heart. Song Qingchun's voice, which had been calm since Fang Rou entered the room, started to tremble. "Why did you kill him? You know how good he was to you, you …"
Anger caused Song Qingchun to stop in the middle of her sentence.
Fang Rou, on the other hand, acted like she couldn't sense Song Qingchun's anger at all. As she continued to drink, she continued to narrate in a light tone how she had caused Song Cheng's death. "To tell you the truth, from the first day I met Song Cheng, I didn't want to have a good time with him. I tried so hard to get close to him, became his girlfriend, and then his wife, all to get into the Song family. Of course, more importantly, to take Song Cheng's life …"
Song Qingchun was so angry that her body started to shake. She gritted her teeth and took several deep breaths before she managed to curse, "Fang Rou, you … you're not human!"
"You killed Song Cheng, and you call that inhuman?" Fang Rou lowered her head and started to laugh. She continued in a crisp tone like she was telling a joke. "Then what if I killed Tang Nuan? Don't you know, before Tang Nuan died, she came to me because she wanted to help you get evidence of my murder, but alas … "
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