"If you keep screaming, I will sew your mouth shut, believe it or not!"

Yao Yu saw her fierce look in her eyes and moved to the corner fearfully. There were tears in her eyes and she didn't dare to say anything for a while.

But the more I thought about it, the more I felt aggrieved.

I think of him, the young master of the Yao family. He grew up in a wealthy and luxurious life, and was praised by everyone as a "little genius." How could he have ever suffered such grievances when he was so old? He followed Song Xidong to hide in Tibet these days, and he only crossed the street with him.

Like a rat, he could tolerate eating delicacies from the mountains and seas before living in a luxurious villa, but now he has moved underground. He doesn't know whether it is a cellar or an authentic one. It is very damp and has a musty smell.

Yao Yu is a Virgo and has a bit of a mysophobia. Looking at dirty and wrinkled clothes, she almost feels disgusted.

He was feeling aggrieved when suddenly a gray mouse jumped out in front of him. He was so frightened that his hair stood on end and he screamed "Ah!"

"Ah—rat, rat!"

Song Xi frowned fiercely, "A mouse, what's all the fuss about."

She raised the knife and lowered it, and with a click, the mouse was decapitated by her knife without even having the time to struggle.

There was a pile of blood splattered on the ground. Yao Yu looked at the scene in front of him in horror, his mouth tightened, and he exclaimed "Ah" again.

"You, why are you so cruel..."

"cruel?"

Song Xi's knife was still stained with blood. She looked at Yao Yu, and Yao Yu looked at her as if he was looking at a monster.

This look was exactly the same as the look Song Dongsheng, Su Damei, and Song Qingshan looked at her.

They are all afraid of her, very, very afraid of her.

Song Xi suddenly laughed, "What kind of cruelty is this? You have never seen the scene where I stabbed my father and my brother to death with my own hands. That would be even more cruel."

"You killed your father and your brother?!"

Yao Yu seemed to have heard a fantasy and looked at Song Xi with big eyes, "Why are you doing this?"

"Because they deserve to die."

When Song Xi said this, her tone was as calm as if she was talking to him about today's weather. She picked up a rag next to her and wiped the blood off the knife bit by bit, revealing the silvery, sharp blade.

Through the dim light in the tunnel, her pale face was reflected.

"Have you ever seen a man who slept with his daughter and sister?" Song Xi suddenly asked.

Yao Yu was startled, "What...can't get on?"

"That's it."

Song Xi made a gesture. Yao Yu understood it immediately, but couldn't believe it, "What? You said they took you...huh?"

"Isn't it incredible?"

Song Xi laughed sarcastically, "But in the Song family, all this happened so normally. I used to think that other families did this, but later I discovered that it was not the case. It was only our family that did this.

Tell me, why isn’t Nansong’s family like this?”

"Nan Song..." Yao Yu heard this name for the second time, "Are you talking about the aunt of my idol Su Yin?"

It was not easy for him to understand these relationships.

"She has so many brothers. The Nan family is different from other families. Why, Nan Song lives so healthy and sunny."

A cold light flashed in Song Xi's eyes, "Everyone loves her, but no one loves me... This world is so unfair."

They are all poor people in this world, but no one pities them.
Chapter completed!