Chapter 764: 764 Striking First for Advantage (2)_1
It must be because Song Xiuxia is too good-looking!
Yes, that’s definitely it.
People are always easily captivated by beautiful things, and she had always liked anything that is pleasing to the eye.
Now that they were so close, it was inevitable...
However, Ye Fei, she was the type who would continue watching the other person directly, even if her heart was racing. She wouldn’t close her eyes out of shyness like a young girl would. If Song Xiuxia didn’t look away, she would only—
Spring onto him!
Strike first!
"Are you sure you want to keep having a staring contest with me? Want to make this real?" Song Xiuxia asked, a little frustrated by his failed staring session.
At that, Ye Fei pushed him away, grumbled, "Go away!"
Song Xiuxia let go of her and went to the bathroom.
Ye Fei, sitting on the bed, remained in a daze until Jiujiu’s repeated calls finally brought her back to reality.
My goodness, this Song Xiuxia, if you didn’t pay attention, you wouldn’t notice how charming he actually was?
She had almost lost herself in his electrifying eyes!
And, can’t believe he was so well-built when he took off his shirt! Dating swimming pools could be built on his collarbone, and his V-lines were perfect! A quick glance showed that his... size was not small either...
Oh boy, she’s drooling. This guy has a fantastic body!
Nearly lost my cool.
Luckily, she has strong inner resolve!
"Godmother, have you gathered your thoughts?"
No! I’m so confused. How can Song Xiuxia be Shura..."
Ye Fei thought to herself as she got dressed.
Ye Fei didn’t leave ahead. Instead, she waited for Song Xiuxia to come out before rushing up to him: "Song Xiuxia, you have the right to remain silent, but everything you say can and will be used against you!"
"There’s nothing to say."
As he was trying to leave, Ye Fei blocked his way and asked, "Why don’t you admit it? If you’re not Shura, then am I? That politician from Country A is already dead, right? Wasn’t your mission tonight to kill him? I’m not here to arrest you. I was just curious, but who knew..."
Who knew she would run into him!
"I’m not," Song Xiuxia flatly denied, "If you think I am, show me your proof."
Saying this, he left the room.
"Hey—" Ye Fei followed him, muttering to herself, "How did you know you could leave..."
Jiujiu had just said OK. Did he hear that?
...
Hotel room number 1508.
Song Jiaqi felt a warm liquid flowing over her body, and Mr. Yang laid motionless on top of her.
It took her trembling hands a while to push his body off hers. Mr. Yang laid on the bed with a fruit knife sticking out of his abdomen. His body, the bedsheet, and even Song Jiaqi herself were covered in fresh blood.
Song Jiaqi, feeling lightheaded, sat on the floor weakly after seeing all this. She was trembling all over, her lips quivering intensely.
She had killed someone... she had killed someone!
Looking at her now-red hands, waves of terror rushed over her.
What should she do...
Song Jiaqi sat on the floor for ten minutes. Her hand, cut by the sharp blade, felt less dizzy after bleeding for a while.
She got up, stumbled into the bathroom, washed off all the blood on her body, put on the hotel bathrobe, and shakily walked out of the room.
Two bodyguards were still standing at the entrance. Her red, teary eyes, wet hair and distressed appearance were enough to convince them that she had just taken a shower and was leaving in tears. None of them suspected anything and they even chuckled: "That was quick."
"Too indulgent. He must’ve worn himself out, haha."
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