Upon hearing this, Xingkong smiled and said, "She's really a kind-hearted girl."
"Stay away from her!" Liang Jia Nian glared at Xingkong, but then a deep sense of powerlessness overwhelmed him. He helplessly said, "She's really kind-hearted. She cried for a long time after Ye Lingling died and often had nightmares. She blames herself and often says that if she had let Ye Lingling bully her a little more, maybe Ye Lingling wouldn't have died."
Xingkong smirked, "Then she's just too kind-hearted."
"But you have to know, we all hope that she can always be this kind-hearted. She doesn't need to know about the dangers of this world," Liang Jia Nian said.
"You're right. We shouldn't taint this pure little flower with the dangers of this world," Xingkong said. She was jealous of Qin Zhenzhen, but she also admired her. She hoped that Qin Zhenzhen could always remain pure and innocent.
She also wanted to protect Qin Zhenzhen's purity and kindness with Liang Jia Nian.
"What should we do next?" Liang Jia Nian asked.
"Ye Lingling's parents should step up," Xingkong said with a bitter smile. "Fortunately, her parents didn't have much of a reaction to her death, otherwise I would feel quite embarrassed."
"Are you still feeling guilty after eating the bread made with dead people's blood?" Liang Jia Nian teased.
"It depends on how you eat it, doesn't it? Although I took advantage of her parents' desire for money, I still helped her get justice, didn't I?" Xingkong replied.
Liang Jia Nian naturally understood this logic.
Ye Lingling's parents had always wanted a son, but unfortunately, they had four daughters in a row. Ye Lingling was the youngest and the last child. Because Ye's father was injured and couldn't have any more children, all their hopes were pinned on Ye Lingling. However, in the end, she was still a girl.
The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Ye Lingling became the least favored child of her father, who often beat and scolded her, treating her like an animal.
When Ye Lingling died, they were naturally not sad. What they wanted was money.
That's why they left Ye Lingling's body at the funeral home and refused to bury her.
"Don't worry, after it's done, we'll give as much money as Ye Lingling wants to burn. Her parents don't deserve to enjoy the money she earned with her life." Xingkong sneered.
Liang Jia Nian felt uneasy, but also felt that it should be this way.
...
Huo Qingyan knew that Shen Xingkong did not board the plane to Las Vegas with Song Yunfei, and angrily threw the vase in the room.
Snooker had just come back from shopping and almost got hit by the vase.
"Yan'er, what's wrong?" Snooker walked over cautiously, afraid that Huo Qingyan would be even more upset.
Huo Qingyan stared at Snooker fiercely, her emotions stirred up, "You fool, why didn't you kill her last time, why!"
Snooker's brow furrowed, years of being a killer made him unable to shake off the killing intent.
Even though he was only wearing a pair of washed-out jeans and a white T-shirt, with his naturally short chestnut hair looking clean and neat, he didn't look much different from an ordinary college student on campus.
But the killing intent on him seemed to be engraved in his bones.
"I can go kill her now."
"Anyone can talk big!" Huo Qingyan sneered, "Bai Si rang, you've disappointed me."
Snooker's face changed, he liked it when she called him by his real name, but this time, he felt a strong sense of unease. He walked over and hugged Huo Qingyan, almost pleadingly saying, "Yan'er, I was wrong, I'm sorry. I...I'll change."
At this moment, he was no longer the demon who was good at dismembering living bodies and killing without blinking.
He was just a guy who wanted to make his angry beloved girl happy.
"Yan'er, don't cry, okay? What do you want me to do?"
"I want you to kill her, kill Shen Xingkong!"
"Okay, this time I will definitely help you kill her." Bai Si rang comfort the trembling Huo Qingyan in his arms, and with restrained kisses, he moved down from her forehead to her earlobe.
Huo Qingyan's body still trembled with anger.
Bai Si gently kissed her delicate earlobe, his restrained breath carrying sincere love. He became bolder and placed his lips on the corner of her mouth.
Huo Qingyan neither refused nor accepted.
This ambiguous attitude encouraged Bai Si even more. Suddenly, he turned into the fierce and violent teenager full of hostility, pushing Huo Qingyan onto the bed and tearing off her clothes frantically.
Her outer garment was removed, leaving only thin clothing.
Bai Si rang's eyes turned red, and he eagerly tasted the beauty he had longed for.
"Ah Rang..."
"Yan'er...I can't wait, can you give it to me? Please, give it to me."
Huo Qingyan stroked his cheek, her eyes turning red with emotion. "Ah Rang, I'm not ready yet. A girl's first time needs a sense of ceremony."
Bai Si rang's attacking hand stopped, and the sweat on his forehead fell onto Huo Qingyan's delicate body.
"Ah Rang, after Shen Xingkong dies, can I give it to you at the victory banquet?"
"Okay." Bai Si rang buried his head and fiercely kissed her neck and shoulders a few times before getting up from her and going to the bathroom.
Huo Qingyan sat up and watched as Bai Si rang fled, her lips curling into a mocking smile. Playing with this idiot was easy for her. Only she knew how to make the notorious killer, Snooker, submit to her feet. She got out of bed and walked into the bathroom. She hugged Bai Si rang from behind and said, "Let me help you." "Hoo!" Bai Si rang took a deep breath and panted heavily. After more than ten minutes, Huo Qingyan slowly bent down and replaced the sore and numb hands. "Hiss... Yan'er!" "Help me kill Shen Xingkong, help me kill her!" "Okay. I'll help you kill her. Hiss! Yan'er, don't use your teeth."
...
Dong Ru Zhu brought Shen Xinai back to the Shen family. When the old lady saw Shen Xinai, she hugged her with tears in her eyes. "Xinai, my Xinai, you're finally back. Grandma missed you so much." "Grandma, I missed you too." "Let grandma take a good look at you. You've lost weight, too much weight. Poor Xinai, my poor Xinai." "Grandma, you don't know how much I missed you these days. I missed the food you cooked for me, and I missed going out to play with you. Grandma, I really missed you." Shen Xinai snuggled in the old lady's arms, crying so much that her eyes were swollen. Hearing Shen Xinai's words, the old lady became even more sad and cried even harder. "Grandma will cook for you tonight. Whatever you want to eat, grandma will make it for you. Don't you love mango pudding the most? Grandma will make it for you!"
"My grandmother loves me the most! But...but she shouldn't make mango pudding."
"Why not?"
"Because...because Xingkong, she's allergic to mangoes."
"She should just die!" The old lady blurted out without hesitation.