Chapter 938
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Fang Rou's tone turned mocking, and her words were laced with condescension. "… Her? She's still too young to compete with me. Back then, just because I told her that you slept with Su Zhinian, she turned around and started a scandal at school … "
"Ha … What a brainless idiot. This kind of idiot is only fit to be used as a chess piece!"
So, it was her who spread the rumor that night when she and Su Zhinian were in their third year of high school …
So, the reason Tang Nuan died that night was because Song Qingchun wanted to help her. If Song Qingchun still hated her so much, would she still be alive?
Song Qingchun couldn't tell whether she was feeling pain or sadness. She kept telling herself internally, Don't be angry, don't be angry, everything will be over soon. The reason she was there that day was to confront Fang Rou personally to get evidence of her murder.
However, even though Song Qingchun could understand everything, her chest still started to rise and fall uncontrollably.
"Are you angry on behalf of Tang Nuan? You sure are forgiving. She once tried to poison you … "Fang Rou's tone was dripping with sarcasm.
"That was in the past, but she didn't do it in the end, right? She's human, and humans make mistakes, and everyone who makes mistakes deserves a chance to be forgiven, but what about you? You're different from her; you're not even human! "
"Am I even human? I've given up on being human since a long time ago … "Fang Rou laughed condescendingly and dropped another bomb on Song Qingchun." … After all, I killed my mother-in-law not long after I married Song Cheng … "
My mother-in-law … her mother?
Song Qingchun was on the verge of a mental breakdown. She screamed shrilly, "Fang Rou, I'm going to kill you!" Then she stood up, grabbed a pillow from the sofa, and threw it at Fang Rou.
Fang Rou didn't try to avoid Song Qingchun's anger. She seemed to be very happy to see Song Qingchun's anger. She continued to sip her wine like she was chatting with a friend. She told Song Qingchun everything about how she had killed her mother.
It was not until Fang Rou realized that she had nothing else to say that Fang Rou dropped the glass in her hand heavily on the floor and stomped toward Song Qingchun, who had smashed almost everything in her house to smithereens.
"I've said everything I need to say, and now you should die with dignity, right?" At that moment, Fang Rou's tone reverted to the gentle Fang Rou that Song Qingchun was familiar with. Her eyes that looked at Song Qingchun were kind and friendly. However, a gun had appeared in her hand, and the black barrel was pointed at Song Qingchun's head.
Song Qingchun, who was about to explode in anger, quieted down when she saw the black barrel of the gun.
She stared at the gun that was aimed at her forehead as she moved. She slowly straightened her body.
Fang Rou seemed to have exhausted all her patience. She wanted to end this as soon as possible, so her finger touched the trigger.
Following the crisp sound of the gun being cocked, Song Qingchun's heart rose to her throat.
The gun in Fang Rou's hand was right before her eyes. Song Qingchun could see her finger increase the pressure on the trigger.
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