The yandere boy is so scheming

"What do you want to say?"

Shen Sichun lowered the raised corners of his mouth, and his eyes were so cold.

"Might as well take a guess."

Shen Zhijing's eyebrows were filled with coldness, and his attitude was extremely arrogant.

Shen Sichun quickly went through what she had done to Shen Zhijing in his mind, but his face didn't show anything, and he was calm and composed.

"Does my sister want to accuse my sister wrongly? My sister doesn't admit to things she hasn't done."

She felt like she was the incarnation of Lin Daiyu.

"You..." Shen Zhijing finally lost his temper, squinted his eyes and lowered his voice: "Shen Sichun, don't think you did it without knowing it. Last time I made a fool of myself on stage, you dare to say it wasn't you. of?"

"If I expose all the evidence, will you top the list of trending searches? A female college student pretends to be innocent, but is extremely vicious behind the scenes. What do you think of this title?"

Shen Zhijing curled his lips and chuckled, looking arrogant and domineering.

Shen Sichun's face suddenly turned pale for a moment, and the atmosphere suddenly came to a standstill.

She raised her eyelids and looked at her indifferently. After a few seconds, the small light red mole under her pair of twinkling peach blossom eyes suddenly flashed, and her chin raised slightly.

"Xiao Jing, has my sister ever said something to you before... If you don't want others to know, don't do anything except yourself."

"Aren't you threatening me?"

"I don't think you need me to remind you about what you did. Otherwise, my sister will let you see who has more valuable and explosive stuff?"

Shen Zhijing's face changed drastically, and he looked uglier than if he had eaten shit.

"What do you have in your hand?"

She gritted her teeth and asked guiltily.

Shen Sichun leaned on the sink, his eyes locked on Shen Zhijing's flushed face in the mirror, and then he looked away, tapping the marble with his knuckles, half-lidding his eyes without looking back at her.

He smiled and changed the subject: "You have no evidence."

"What do you mean?" Shen Zhijing frowned and met those eyes.

Shen Sichun raised his eyebrows, took out his mobile phone with one hand, opened the screen, and opened the photo album under her gaze.

"I saw it. There is no surveillance camera in the background. Even if there is, do you think it can be photographed from the angle we are standing at?"

Her words stuck in Shen Zhijing's throat, and he couldn't move an inch as if roots had taken root in his feet.

Shen Sichun's fingertips lightly traced and paused on a video. His eyes suddenly turned to Shen Zhijing, and then stayed on her for a second. There was a certain emotion in his eyes.

"Well...Senior, I don't want it anymore, I don't want it anymore..."

"Slut, keep your voice down."

"..."

The sound on the phone became more intense, from the crisp sound of unbuckling the metal buckle of the belt to bursts of gasping.

Shen Zhijing's whole body was shaking uncontrollably, his eyes were full of panic, his whole body felt cold, his throat seemed to be tightly strangled by something, and he couldn't breathe.

Shen Sichun was right, she had no evidence at all.

After she made a fool of herself last time, she went to the hospital for a check-up and found out that the allergen was cat's eye grass, but she had never touched it at all.

After thinking about it, the only people who knew about her cat's eye grass allergy were her family and Shen Sichun. First of all, it was impossible for her family to harm her, so it could only be Shen Sichun.

After coming to this conclusion, she had doubts.

But Shen Sichun's unfazed appearance convinced her that it was her who was behind her back.

She always boasted that she could disguise herself so well that no one could detect her.

But why did her cousin, who had always doted on her and was as gentle as water, suddenly change?

Did she discover something, or was she too deep in the city?

She couldn't see clearly.

Shen Sichun turned his face sideways, staring at Shen Zhijing's beautiful face with full of fear and feeling refreshed.

The voice on the phone continued, and Shen Sichun was still calm and calm, but Shen Zhijing could no longer bear his temper and rushed forward, knocking her phone away and making a muffled sound.

She knelt down on the ground like crazy, grabbed the phone in panic, and breathed a sigh of relief after pressing the delete button hurriedly.

The smile on Shen Sichun's lips became colder, and he looked at Shen Zhijing as if he were looking at a clown.

"Do you think I might not have a backup?"

Shen Sichunfeng spoke calmly, with an easy-going and lazy tone, but to Shen Zhijing's ears, it sounded like a ghost rising from hell.

You have to ask for your life at any time.

Shen Zhijing looked at Shen Sichun with some horror, with desperate madness in his eyes.