After her death, the crazy boss killed all the villains and committed suicide

"Siri,"

Song Xiangyuan's brows were solemn.

"Second Uncle is not kidding you."

"Second Uncle thinks,"

Song Sili looked at Song Xiangyuan, his slightly red eyes filled with a piercing chill.

"Am I in the mood to joke with you at this moment?"

The gentleness on Song Xiangyuan's face completely disappeared, and his tone became gloomy.

"Jiarou just passed away. How could you have the energy to deal with these things? I am thinking about you."

"Uncle, thank you for your concern, but,"

Song Sili's expression was calm and his tone was cold.

"If you want to cooperate, this is the only option."

It seems that if you don't accept the toast, you will be punished.

Song Xiangyuan's face was clouded with gloom, and his attitude became noticeably tougher.

"Si Li, I advise you to think about it carefully while I am willing to discuss it."

A sneer appeared on his lips.

"Once you make the wrong choice, you will end up with nothing and the loss will outweigh the gain."

Song Xiangyuan couldn't bribe him anymore, so he started to use intimidation?

Li Fan slowly clenched his hands hanging at his sides into fists, his eyes revealing resentment.

How abominable!

"The same thing, I will give back to my second uncle."

Song Sili's eyes were as sharp as a knife, but his tone remained calm.

"I hope Second Uncle will think carefully about which is the right way out for the Song family."

"Good good,"

Song Xiangyuan laughed out of anger, and the cold look he cast on Song Sili was chilling.

"Song Sili, I want to see how long you can hold on to those businesses with the pressure from the Song family!!!"

Song Sili's eyes, like deep pools, turned towards the direction of the ice coffin. His thin lips slightly opened, without any ripples of emotion.

"Uncle, you should think about it first. If the Lu family knows what you said today, how will the Song family deal with it?"

"What did you say?"

When Song Xiangyuan heard this, his heart trembled and his brows furrowed into a shape of a "川" (川)

“Song Sili, you actually want to team up with the person who killed Song Jiarou to deal with your own family?!”

"It was you who said that the Lu family killed Rourou, not me."

Song Sili no longer looked at Song Xiangyuan, his voice hoarse and cold.

"Li Fan, please ask Uncle Er to go out——"

Li Fan could no longer restrain himself. He walked up to Song Xiangyuan, blocking his gaze from Song Sili, and spoke in a rude tone.

"Mr. Song, please."

Song Xiangyuan thought of Song Sili's threat just now, his jaw tightened, and he kicked over the bouquet of roses beside him.

"Song Sili, before you do anything, think carefully about your last name!"

He snorted coldly, stepped on the bouquet of roses on the ground and turned away.

Li Fan nodded to the bodyguard at the door.

Someone like Song Xiangyuan isn't worth his trip.

Song Sili squatted down and picked up the roses that were kicked over and trampled by Song Xiangyuan. Looking at the bouquet that was destroyed to the point of being lifeless, his eyes became colder and colder.

Li Fan immediately squatted down and reached out to pick it up quickly.

"Mr. Song, I am here."

"No, I'll do it myself,"

Song Sili raised his eyes and looked at Li Fan, his calm dark eyes filled with a bone-chilling coldness.

"You have other things to do."

"Yes,"

Li Fan sensed the hostility in Song Sili's words, stopped and waited for the next words.

Song Sili gently stroked the broken petals, fixed his eyes and spoke slowly.

"Song Xiangyuan's leg was crippled."

In the past, the focus was on Jiarou's illness, and the people in the old house were always treated like a frog in boiling water.

Now, he doesn't have the patience.

Disabled Song Xiangyuan's leg?

Li Fan was stunned for a few seconds before he realized what his boss said and stood up immediately.

"Yes, my subordinate will go right away."

He had to give special orders, not only to cripple one of Song Xiangyuan's legs, but also the one that had just stepped on the bouquets.

In the mourning hall, Song Sili was the only one left.

He closed his eyes tiredly and forced down the two conflicting thoughts in his mind. His expression was extremely complicated.

-

Lu's Manor.

By the time Luo Yang prepared the necessary herbs, it was already completely dark.

"You should go and have a rest first. I may need your help when treating Ah Ci."

"I'm not tired yet, I'll study for a while longer."

Old Master Su shook his head, his old eyes filled with excitement at having learned new knowledge.

"Go and let that boy prepare first."

Before this, he had rarely seen this method of using poison to fight poison.

Such cases are very valuable to him.

Luo Yang understood how much interest Su had in poison techniques, so he didn't force him.

"Then I'll have someone prepare a meal for you. You can come out anytime you're hungry."

Old Su waved his hand, signaling Luo Yang to go out quickly and not disturb him anymore.

Luo Yang laughed, took off his gloves, and left the Gu room.

The cold moonlight poured down from the void, enveloping the manor inside and out, making it appear soft and quiet.

There is no concept of time in the Gu room. I didn’t expect it was already so late. I wonder if A Ci has come back.

When she walked to the front yard, she saw someone with a frown on his face and a worried look on his face, and she paused slightly.

"Uncle Qiao, what's wrong with you?"