After being loved by a yandere, she turned black

Su Qingci knew that Song Wan was angry with him, so he stood outside the door for a while. Seeing that Song Wan still didn't open the door for him, he tactfully left.

As soon as he walked into the yard, he ran into Song Ming who was about to go out. Su Qingci turned his eyes slightly, smiled and stepped forward to block his way, "A Xu... Oh... No, I should call you Xiao Ming."

Song Ming looked at him expressionlessly and smiled sarcastically, "Tsk, I thought I was completely forgotten. It's good that you remember me, otherwise it would be very boring."

"You are my son, how could I not remember you?"

Su Qingci said with a fake smile, his eyes suddenly became sharp and shot at Song Ming, "As your father, I am very relieved that you can come back alive. No matter what your purpose is, as long as you don't touch my bottom line, it doesn't matter who becomes the young master of the Su family."

"Bottom line?"

Song Ming raised his eyebrows indifferently and asked knowingly: "Then what is your bottom line? Tell me so that I can avoid it."

"Why are you pretending to be confused, Xiao Ming, you know."

Su Qingci's face turned completely cold, and his tone became even deeper.

Song Ming showed a puzzled look, not afraid of his gloomy face, and sneered: "After so many years, you really haven't changed at all, you are still so moody."

"However, I have changed a lot, thanks to you."

"I am not interested in your changes. As long as you behave yourself, the Su family will be your home..."

"Tsk, tsk, you really make me sad when you say that. Don't you want to know what I have become now?"

There was a faint smile on Song Ming's lips, but that smile did not reach his eyes. His eyes were cold and he stared at Su Qingci.

The two of them have similar temperaments. On the surface, they both look gentle and harmless, but underneath the surface, they have a twisted heart.

Su Qingci also looked at the boy in front of him who had grown to be as tall as him. Looking closely, he was even a little taller than him.

It was the first time that he looked at Song Ming so carefully, a smile reappeared in his eyes, and he said, "You have grown up."

Song Ming sneered disdainfully, "Yes, when I grow up, I will be taller than you and stronger than you."

"The tone is not small."

Su Qingci smiled faintly, "If I remember correctly, you used to be a crybaby, the kind that cried easily. I wonder if you still cry now."

"Of course, but I want to see your tears even more. I haven't seen them in all these years. I'm really curious. I wonder if you can satisfy my curiosity?"

"Being too curious is not a good thing."

Su Qingci sighed, his tone was earnest and somewhat like that of an elder.

"Whether it's a good thing or not, you'll know only after you see it."

Song Ming glanced at him coldly, "That day won't be too far away."

After that, he regained his gentle demeanor, glanced in the direction of the gate, and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll chat with you some other day. I have something else to do, so I won't accompany you any longer."

After Song Ming finished speaking, he turned and left, not caring about Su Qingci's reaction, and walked straight towards the gate.

As the two passed each other, a cold wind blew across Su Qingci's face. He raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the back of the boy who was walking away, and murmured to himself.

"It's quite a bit of trouble."

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After Song Ming left the Su family, he went to the bar box that Su Xu often went to. Not long after he sat down, the door of the box was pushed open.

The one that came in was the banquet basket.

Song Ming looked at the face that was somewhat similar to the one in his memory and was stunned for a moment, but only for a moment. He came to his senses and looked coldly at the girl in front of him.

It is somewhat similar to her, but it is not her.

Song Ming could tell at a glance that the girl in front of him was not the bright little girl in his memory.

Yan Luo didn't realize anything was wrong at first until she noticed Su Xu, who was sitting on the sofa, looking at her with a cold face.

She realized that something was wrong with him, so she took a closer look and was suddenly startled.

He is not Su Xu.

Although the young man in front of him looked exactly like Su Xu, his temperament was completely different.

Su Xu is gentle and lazy, but the person in front of him, although he looks gentle, the aura he exudes is cold and murderous.

It makes people feel inexplicably cold and dare not approach easily.

After Song Ming glanced at her, he looked away, leaned back on the sofa, frowned, and seemed to be thinking about something.