Did the actress get divorced today?

Chapter 725 Sigh~
Chapter 747

I saw-

Standing outside the door was a woman wearing a leather jacket, leather pants, and a pair of nine-centimeter red high-heeled shoes, with wavy curly hair and bright red lipstick on her lips.

The woman was silent.

But when Song Yicheng saw this woman, his eyes widened suddenly:
This woman-

Isn't that the one who took the elevator together?

Is she—

But before Song Yicheng could figure it out, the woman suddenly lifted her foot and stepped in.

step.

two steps.

Three steps.

……

Seeing this, Song Yourong frowned and cursed loudly: "Hey! Who are you?"

"Who are you?"

Seeing that the woman remained silent, Song Yourong undoubtedly became more courageous. She even took a step forward, pointed at the woman, and cursed, "Who the hell are you?"

"You are breaking into a private house, do you know that?"

"Be careful and I'll tell you!"

"I sue you!"

She stepped forward a few steps, and when she was about to approach the woman, she was suddenly startled by the cold light in the woman's eyes, and the hand that was stretched out to point at the woman's nose retracted involuntarily.

"You—" Song Yourong wanted to say something more, but the woman never said a word, she walked forward slowly——

One step, one step, like a puppet, towards Songyi City.

Song Yourong wanted to step forward to stop the opponent, but the woman raised her hand and bounced it away lightly.

Song Yicheng opened his mouth, just about to say something: "You..." You - don't come over -

suddenly--

Song Yourong only saw the woman raise her hand lightly, and suddenly heard a snort.

puff--

After the sound, Song Yicheng's pupils suddenly widened, and he slowly, slowly, slowly... lowered his head, staring at the bright red gushing out of his chest, his eyes were unbelievable——

He couldn't believe that this woman did something to him without saying a word.

This devilish woman...

Who is it?

Was it sent by his younger brother Song Jingcheng?

still is……

Or was it sent by his mortal enemy Song Zhicheng?

???

Song Yicheng's eyes widened, with an expression of unbelievable horror on his face.

however--

we can only do this.

Before he closed his eyes, he didn't even figure out whether this woman was sent by his younger brother Song Jingcheng or his elder brother Song Zhicheng?

"what--"

"what are you doing?"

"Ah..."

"you……"

The scene in front of her was completely beyond Song Yourong's imagination. She was so frightened that her heart was about to fly out, and she didn't even know how to react, only screaming and running around.

The woman took back the thing that was facing Song Yicheng's chest, turned her face to the side and blew lightly on the caliber, then turned her head and looked at Song Yourong expressionlessly for a second.

Then--

Turn your head.

The woman walks away.

"You—" Song Yourong watched the woman raise her foot, and when she was about to leave, she knew that she should immediately step forward to stop the other party, to stop this terrifying woman, but...

She is afraid.

She was afraid... This woman has a murder weapon in her hand!She just saw this woman with her own eyes——

While hesitating, the woman in high heels took rhythmic steps, step by step... walked out of Song Yourong's house, and then disappeared around the corner.

Seeing Song Yicheng lying on the ground with trickling blood flowing from his chest——

Song Yourong rushed over, screaming in horror:

"elder brother……"

"elder brother……"

"Brother...you...how are you doing?"

"elder brother!!!"

She raised her hand and gently put it between Song Yicheng's nose, but - she didn't breathe, the sound of breathing had already stopped.

Song Yicheng, who had stopped breathing, stared at a pair of terrified eyes——

Can't close.

Song Yourong panicked. She took out her mobile phone tremblingly, and wanted to call the police, but her hand shook a few times, and with a swipe of her fingertips, she suddenly dialed the one at the top of the call log. She had dialed countless times before. Failed number.

It belongs to the second brother Song Jingcheng.

suddenly--

"Ding--"

After a ding, the phone was connected.

Song Yourong was stunned, as if she couldn't believe it, she had dialed countless times just now, but she didn't get through, yet at this moment, she made a call? ? ?

Hopeful light flashed in Song Yourong's eyes, "Second Brother——"

"Second brother-"

"problem occurs--"

"Where are you? Something happened to my brother—" She trembled all over, her mouth trembled, and she said a few words, but the other side was always silent. Under such silence, Song Yourong even suspected that the call hadn't been connected at all. Just now It was her illusion...

She tilted her head, moved the phone away, and wanted to take a closer look to see if it was an illusion or if it was connected wrong——when she suddenly heard a slight sigh from the receiver on the opposite side.

It's the second brother!
That's right!
Song Yourong cried and shouted: "Second brother! Come quickly! Come quickly! The eldest brother is gone! The eldest brother is gone!" She also couldn't figure out why the second brother Song Jingcheng's phone was connected at this time.

In Song Yourong's eyes and words, there was helplessness and dependence after panic. She opened her mouth, resisting the urge to scream, and repeated to Song Jingcheng on the phone:
"Brother was beaten to death just now!"

"Second brother-"

"Brother—he—he—"

"he died!"

"real!"

"real!"

"Right in front of me."

"Second brother..."

"What should I do?"

Song Yourong's tone was agitated, like a frightened bird, while speaking, he glanced around: "The one who did it was a woman, a woman! She's terrible! She's terrible."

"Yourong——" Song Jingcheng's voice was soft, soft, like something ethereal, floating in Song Yourong's ears, and Song Yourong suddenly stopped crying:
"Second brother-"

"Don't cry, I'll send someone to deal with it." Song Jingcheng gently entrusted.

"do not be afraid--"

"And me."

His voice was extremely gentle, carrying a soothing force, miraculously calming Song Yourong who was about to collapse.

***
Compared with the terrifying darkness in Song Yourong's house, Song Zhicheng, who was sleeping with You Qian and Gun Gun in their arms, suddenly opened his eyes. He turned his head and glanced at the time.

The pointer has turned to the position of 04:30.

Song Zhicheng frowned.

Gun Gun next to him murmured, turned over, kicked the quilt hard, and stretched out his fat leg like a lotus root.

jingle--

Roll the golden bells tied around the neck, legs, and arms, and the jingle bells make a sound.

You Qian's eyelashes trembled, as if she was about to wake up, Song Zhicheng leaned over gently, stroked her brow with a warm hand, and said softly, "Go to sleep~ It's okay, my son just kicked the quilt."

Hearing the soothing sound, You Qian turned over and went back to sleep, but in her dream she did not sleep peacefully, as if she was entangled in a nightmare and couldn't break free.

Song Zhicheng rubbed her eyebrows gently.

slowly.

slowly.

You Qian's frowning brows gradually relaxed.

Song Zhicheng stared at his wife and children for a while, helped his son who had kicked the quilt and exposed his feet, covered the quilt again, and sat quietly on the bed for a while before Song Zhicheng got out of bed.

Walking out of the bedroom, he stopped in the villa's well-lit staircase. At this moment, a cool breeze blew not far away.

Song Zhicheng dialed a number: "It's me, Song Zhicheng."

Hearing Song Zhicheng's voice, the other end of the phone immediately replied: "President Song, at [-]:[-], Song Yicheng is definitely dead."

Song Zhicheng didn't say a word when he heard the words.

The surroundings were silent, and the hazy night embellished his slender, tall figure, making it even more silent.

After reporting the situation on the other end of the phone, he quickly hung up the phone.

Song Zhicheng stood quietly on the spot, looking at the boundless night with his dark eyes...

a long time--

a long time--

After a long time—

Song Zhicheng suddenly sighed softly.

(End of this chapter)