One and Only: Doting CEO's Infinite Love

Chapter 498 - 496: Secrets Forgotten by Time (16)

The man’s voice seemed to come from the depths of Hell—Song Xueqin slowly turned her head mechanically, only to see the man standing amidst a group of death attendants in a black cloak, his eternally youthful face breathtakingly alarming.

Qiao Yanjing wanted to break free, but as soon as he moved, it felt as if the two people behind him were dislocating his arms.

It wasn’t his exaggerated imagination; that’s genuinely how they made him feel.

Who are these people? Why did that young man call Song Xueqin his sister?

The man strolled with a cane over to Song Xueqin, raised his hand to caress her face, "Oh! Sister, your face really is quite attractive now! Much better than before, but Brother still prefers that freckled little face of yours—"

Suddenly, his hand reached her chin and grasped it tightly with ferocity, "Brother... really wants to tear off this false face!"

Song Xueqin felt that hand moving slowly over her face like a venomous snake, and instinctively dodged, "Song Yunjing, what do you want?"

"Heh!" Song Yunjing was somewhat surprised, "I thought you would deny Song Liuli’s identity, didn’t expect you to admit it so quickly. The punishments I thought of for making you speak up before I came are now useless, so how about..."

Song Yunjing glanced at the detained Qiao Yanjing, walked over, lifted his face with the cane, "How about using them on this person? What do you think of Brother’s method, sister?"

"...Whatever!" Song Xueqin turned her head away, not wanting to get involved.

She understood Song Jingyun; the more she wanted to save someone, the more destructive he became.

He had been this twisted since childhood!

Song Jingyun suddenly became a bit cheerful, tapping the cane repeatedly on the ground, "You all heard it, right? The lady has spoken, we can do... whatever we want! How do you want to play?"

"Let me think! First, pull out his fingernails and toenails, then break his manhood, shave his head, open his brain, and pour hot oil straight in..."

"Thinking about it is so thrilling; it’s been a long time since I played like this—"

Even as someone who had weathered many storms, listening to such a description made Qiao Yanjing’s back chill. Where did this group of bastards come from?

They were simply... demons!

Song Xueqin’s expression was tense, her nails digging into her palms, "Dealing with a heartbreaker this way couldn’t be more fitting, what are you waiting for! Get on with it—"

Qiao Yanjing endured the impending pain of his arms being broken and struggled to lift his head, "Xueqin, you..."

"Xueqin, you son of a bitch!"

Song Jingyun’s cane struck directly, and Qiao Yanjing’s head instantly bled profusely, "This is Song Liuli, the Supreme Empress of the Royal Family, Song Liuli, you bastard, scoundrel, what name are you yelling!"

"Quick, quick, I despise this person just by looking at him, forget about those complicated processes earlier, now immediately chop him up, mince him into meat paste and feed Little Cotton Jacket—"

Little Cotton Jacket is a Tibetan mastiff raised by Song Jingyun.

"..."

Qiao Yanjing hadn’t fully reacted, what Royal Family? What Empress? What Song Liuli?

Yet in his mind, he recalled her words to him not long ago, Qiao Yanjing, if I wanted to crush you, it would be like crushing an ant—

At the time, he thought it was her ruthless words after losing her temper, didn’t realize it was the truth.

So, now in her eyes, he was just an ant about to be crushed to death, wasn’t he?

Death attendants always efficient, the two men originally restraining Qiao Yanjing had already drawn their swords, preparing...

And Qiao Yanjing was ready to die, he looked sentimentally at the woman, then slowly closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.

"Oh, I forgot to mention." Song Jingyun suddenly raised his hand, as if kindly adding, "The bastard I had my men chopped into meat paste last time only breathed his last after being skinned and boned, so... it’ll be very painful, oh, make sure not to scream, because I’m someone who hates noise!"

Song Xueqin grit her teeth, unable to take it anymore, "Song Jingyun, enough! What on earth do you want! Just say it—"

Song Jingyun grinned and raised his hand, the death attendants paused, he laughed looking at the woman, irises like black jade, "Little Liuli, don’t you already know what I want? Of course, it’s for you to willingly come home!"

"The old man won’t last much longer, you must return quickly to take charge, otherwise when the time comes, it will cause a bloody storm I need not elaborate!"

"I! Am! Not! Going! Back!"

Song Xueqin’s stance was clear, "Whoever wants that position can have it, it’s none of my business! Can the whole family not find a female? If worst comes to worst, you can castrate yourself, forcing it is good enough, anyhow I’m not interested."

"Ah..." Song Jingyun feigned a heart attack, "Didn’t quite believe you were my sister earlier, now I’m sure you are her, only you would dare say such venomous words to me!"

"Bah! Make me castrate myself to clean up your mess, in your dreams!"

Song Xueqin secretly rolled her eyes, she knew it would turn out like this, extending her right hand toward the man, "Hmm?"

Song Jingyun was frightened into keeping his distance, then looked at her inexplicably, "What, want to poison me!"

She hadn’t held back from causing harm to him in the past, a significant part of his twisted nature was actually due to her—

At that time, she had just learned to make poison, and would test it on him whenever she had nothing to do, several times he was nearly poisoned to death.

In the family, the female status was extremely high, being poisoned to death by her, who would become Empress, was practically a form of honor.

Song Xueqin’s look at him instantly turned pig-like, "Feel my pulse! Quickly, take my pulse."

"Ok..." Song Jingyun inexplicably submissively approached her but extended his hand very slowly, fearing she might be deceiving him.

With her, his credibility had long become negative.

"Come on, not harming you—" Song Xueqin urged.

Then, Song Jingyun steadied himself, his gaze focused, and he placed his hand on the woman’s exceptionally slim wrist—

Her pulse—

How could it be?

From his expression, Song Xueqin knew he was very shocked, withdrew her hand, "Do you still want me to go home now? Even if I returned, I might be dead before warming that seat, wouldn’t that be troublesome for you all? So it’s better to forget it! It’s better to let someone else take over, there are plenty of women in the family coveting that position, I’m making way."

"Little Liuli... Are you really about to die?"

Song Jingyun still didn’t believe.

Song Xueqin extended her hand and patted his face, "Brother, aren’t you about to cry!"

"Get lost!" Song Jingyun suddenly seemed angry and embarrassed, "If you’re dying then die, none of my business, but that position must be filled, if you die, then your daughter will take over."

Song Xueqin felt a shock in her heart, Song Song?

No, absolutely not!

Her Song Song ought to live a simple, pure life, once returning, faced with deception and trickery, she would simply be unable to cope—