Xiao Moqing sat gracefully on the sofa, her low and pleasant voice with a bit of careless smell.

"You can see that you are not afraid of me touching your Song family, nor are you afraid of the Song family going bankrupt. As far as I know, you are not a person who likes to give up easily, but now you give up so simply..."

He looked into her eyes, "Do you feel that you had always felt guilty when you caused Xiao to go bankrupt. If Song fell down, you could repay some of the things you owe, and you would feel better?"

Song Chujiu's face turned pale little by little.

He actually... guessed it.

Xiao Moqing looked at her with a smile, "It seems that I'm right."

Song Chujiu suddenly stood up from the sofa, "It's time for me to go back."

However, after taking a step, her wrist was suddenly held by someone and then she was thrown heavily onto the sofa.

Xiao Moqing stood in front of her, looking down at him condescendingly, her tall and tall shadow covering her entire body.

"Song Chujiu, do you think this can make up for what you did to me in the past?"

He leaned down slightly, and his handsome face approached her little by little.

Under such dim light, if ghosts are like ghosts, they exude coldness and evil spirits.

"You killed my child and shot me personally. Have you forgotten all this?"

Song Chujiu's eyes shrank heavily, and his heart seemed to be stabbed by dense needles, suffocating pain.

After meeting, he and she rarely mentioned the past.

It seems that it has not happened before, and it seems that it has been forgotten.

He did not show too much emotion, and he was always indifferent.

She thought he had let go.

Just treat that past as unbearable and as a lesson.

At this moment, she faced him so close, clearly seeing the emotions in his eyes.

Without any concealment, it was full of hatred for her...

Her voice mixed with a very obvious tremor, "You... hate me?"

Xiao Moqing held her jaw and unconsciously exerted force on her fingers. A gloomy cold light gradually gathered in the bottom of her eyes, and a trace of danger appeared in her slightly narrowed eyes.

"I shouldn't hate you, should I thank you? Thank you for letting you realize the most embarrassing and most depressed time in your life, and letting me clearly see how useless I am. I was played around by a woman and was betrayed by others and was reluctant to believe it. I even beg you to continue to be with me."

He suddenly grabbed her neck, "Song Chujiu, do you know? As long as I think of what happened four years ago, I want to kill you."

Song Chujiu's heart fell cold.

The man's dark eyes as dark as a deep pool were shining with a burning fire, and the appearance of indifference faded away. His eyes when he looked at her were even cold and ruthless, like a sharp sword, piercing into her heart.

Song Chujiu's breathing gradually became sluggish, and he was very confused.

Xiao Moqing let go of the hand that was holding her neck and looked at her coldly.

"Song Chujiu, what you owe me will never be paid back in your life."

Song Chujiu's eyes were empty and his face was extremely pale.

At this moment, Song Chujiu's phone rang, and finally broke the cold and solidified atmosphere.

Perhaps she hadn't been back for a long time, Han Xi called her to ask about the situation.
Chapter completed!