A glimmer of pain flashed across Song Qinghuan's face, her watery eyes filled with unshed tears, she burst out loudly, "You! You scare me even more... Shi Yuhuan, I've had enough of you, I don't want to see you ever again, let me go!"
Shi Yuhuan stared at her, laughing more than angry, "Song Qinghuan, have I ever told you that there was once a death in the pool of Shi Country Villa?"
Song Qinghuan shuddered, her body shaking violently.
Shi Yuhuan's gaze still fell indifferently on her face. He narrated in a flat tone, "The current master of Shi Country Villa, an affable-looking, kind man who happens to be my grandfather, had a beautiful and kind wife who was my grandmother. He spoiled and loved her, or at least everyone including himself thought so. But one day, when faced with a choice between money, power, and her, he didn't hesitate to choose the money and power, and pushed her into the pool where she drowned. That's the exact spot where she was pushed."
