Taking a spoon to scoop up the rib soup from the porcelain bowl, Su Ci tasted it, raised her eyes and met Qingqing's gaze. She praised it without hesitation: "It's delicious, the heat is well controlled."

Qingqing responded, a little absent-minded. Seeing Su Ci finish drinking all the bowl of rib soup, she hurriedly got up: "I'll clean up."

Soon it was midnight, and Su Ci held the pillow and leaned against the head of the bed, half-closed her eyelids and felt drowsy.

She simply threw away her pillow and stood up, cheered up, sat in front of the dressing table and put on makeup for herself, and then walked into the locker room.

The lights were not turned on in the villa, and a blurry black shadow quietly walked into the kitchen and unscrewed the gas valve.

Afterwards, she quietly closed all the doors, windows and vents in the villa.

In less than a few minutes, the room suddenly felt a burning smell of gas...

Doing all this, Qingqing covered her mouth and nose and walked to the door, unscrewed the door and ran out.

Standing in front of the steps, she took a deep breath of wet and cold air. Before she could breathe evenly, she suddenly became scared and fell to the ground, staring at the motionless woman in red on the lawn ahead.

"ah--"

Dark clouds cover the moon, the light is dim, and there is not even a trace of wind in the air.

The pale-skinned woman stood firmly in front of her, her long black hair covering her cheeks, hanging on her knees, and her long blood-red skirt was particularly eye-catching on the black background.

In this scene, even a brave man would be scared to death.

Qingqing wanted to speak, but her throat seemed to be pinched, her legs were shaking uncontrollably, and tears instantly frightened.

Su Ci looked at her coldly: "I don't have any courage at all, but I'm quite brave when I hurt me."

Hearing the familiar voice, Qingqing was so scared that she barely returned to her position, rubbed her chest and sobbed: "Miss Su, yes, I'm sorry... don't hate me..."

"Chu Xi instructed you?" Su Ci asked softly.

Qingqing had no face to answer, frightened and nervous, but more guilty. After all, a few days ago, she said bad things about Chu Xi in front of Su Ci.

"She found you and promised that as long as you help her get rid of me, you can get your brother into the Lu headquarters and find a decent position. You can also become Lu Jinyan's little secretary and do things around him."

The cold sound was particularly strange in the night, and the green face became paler.

How did Su Ci know so clearly...

Did she install a wiretap device on herself?

She had long suspected herself!

Su Ci stared into her eyes, "Your brother is ignorant and spent all the money in the family. Your mother has taken a fancy to the high salary of the Lu family's servants and tries every means to let you come to the Lu family to do things.

You love the eldest young master and need to pay off the debt to your brother at home, so you did not refuse Chu Xi's request.

Over the past year, you know very well that the heroine... I have the habit of taking sleeping pills. I specially put three times the dose of sleeping pills in rib soup, and wanted to disguise my "death" as an accident and leave no trace..."

Qingqing stretched her eyes widened in disbelief, staring at her knee-length hair, and her voice was trembling: "Are you human or... a ghost? How did you know this? I, I clearly saw you drink all the soup with your own eyes!"

If it were eavesdropping, Su Ci would not have known so much about her family.

Why...

Qingqing's nerves were on the verge of collapse, and the phantom of the red skirt in front of her overlapped and dispersed. She felt more and more that Su Ci was actually dead and was here to take her life!
Chapter completed!