little beast

"How about we go to a nearby coffee shop and talk?"

Two years ago in the depths of winter, Song Lingya met Shen Chengan for the first and last time. She folded her arms nervously and looked at her cloudy reflection in the coffee cup with her neck down.

Song Lingya began to refuse all meetings with outsiders after the accident. Shen Chengan claimed to be a caring person from society who was willing to support her after hearing about her case, and finally managed to approach her.

The time Shen Chengan chose to meet was at a time of day when there were fewer customers in the coffee shop, and no one would notice that Song Lingya's expression was not right. Shen Chengan ordered a box, and Song Lingya squinted at the menu, and saw something that shocked her. Unaffordable price.

Shen Chengan came to see Song Lingya for another purpose, so he cut to the chase and said directly: "I came to see you this time to hear the real story."

Song Lingya was taken aback, and said, "...What do you mean?"

Shen Chengan didn't care about Song Lingya's feelings, and said, "Be clear, how did Sheng Shuangxu bring you to the warehouse to molest you?"

Song Lingya lowered her head and said softly: "Sir, if you come to meet me with curious ideas, I will leave here right now."

Shen Chengan's slender index finger tapped lightly on the table, with no expression on his face.

Song Lingya put her backpack on her back, got up and pushed the door to leave, Shen Chengan was not afraid of her slipping away, and said with ease, "Sheng Shuangxu was wronged."

Not an interrogative sentence, but an affirmative sentence.

Song Lingya's back stiffened.

"Come back and sit down," Shen Chengan said, "Adults don't want to play hard to get, and don't try to be clever. If you want to pay back the money, just keep talking to me."

Sheng Shuangxu sat awkwardly in the private room of the coffee shop. When he went out, he was only wrapped in a coat, which was just enough to cover the blood on the clothes.

The blood was like a hot brand, which made him uneasy. He injured someone, he should call an ambulance, and then call the police, instead of running out and drinking in Maria's mouthful of "it's okay, I'll take care of it". coffee.

It's all because of the name "Song Lingya".

Maria showed him a gentle and kind smile, took out a few printed documents from her backpack, and handed them to Sheng Shuangxu.

Maria didn't speak, Sheng Shuangxu was not easy to flip through, he only glanced at the first page, there was a bank card transfer record printed on it, the card owner's name was "Shen Chengan", and the amount of each record was not small, Adding up all the zeros and zeros, even Sheng Shuangxu, who has been with Shen Chengan for so long and knows that his family is rich, can't help but marvel in his heart.

Maria interrupted his focus on the amount and said, "Mr. Sheng, let's talk about this later, let's talk about business first."

Only then did Sheng Shuangxu raise his head, immediately placed the papers neatly on the table, and nodded slightly embarrassed.

Maria took a sip of her coffee and said gracefully, "Mr. Sheng, I know you were wronged. I have been inquiring about Song Lingya's affairs during this time."

Sheng Shuangxu's breathing was stagnant, Song Lingya's matter would always be a thorn in his heart, the wound did not heal for a long time, and the surrounding carrion festered and peeled off little by little, ruining his life once.

"I won't make a fool of myself." Maria's Chinese is very good. If it weren't for the overly Caucasian face, Sheng Shuangxu would have thought he was talking to a Chinese. "You are Song Lingya's teacher. , I don't need to go into details, you also know what the poor little girl's family looks like."

"Her father didn't live up to it, and her two elder brothers' wages were so low. In order to save her mother, she borrowed a lot of money with herself as a guarantee. The group of high-interest earners can do anything. There is no way for her to be retaliated like that. matter."

"However, why did she choose to frame you?" Maria intentionally called Sheng Shuangxu's suspicion to those transfer records, and said thoughtfully, "You saw the transfer records, didn't you? "

"Who did it?" Seeing that Song Lingya had been refusing to speak, Shen Chengan stopped waiting impatiently and said, "Don't be afraid of retaliation, I can protect you."

Song Lingya sat quietly opposite Shen Chengan, she turned her face away, bit her lower lip tightly and said nothing.

Shen Chengan stared at her indifferently, he didn't want to show any good looks to the girl who broke all his plans, and said step by step: "Song Lingya, you can fool your parents, but you can't fool me, Teacher Sheng' Responsibility' is far more important than his life, he can't do this kind of thing—tell me, who ordered you to frame him?"

It was also that miserable sense of responsibility that made Sheng Shuangxu a despicable informer.

At that time, Shen Chengan only wanted to take revenge on Sheng Shuangxu with his own hands, and his desire for control was at work - he couldn't tolerate Sheng Shuangxu carrying any secrets and pasts that he couldn't find out.

He has been staring at his teacher for a long time, so long that Sheng Shuangxu might forget him as a student.

When a wild beast hunts, it needs enough patience to hide, not to give up its prey.

——Who was the first to attack his prey?

Song Lingya was very afraid of the man in front of her who always looked at her coldly, she hugged her thin shoulders tightly, and whispered: "No, no one instructed me..."

"Then let me put it another way." Shen Chengan spoke not fast, but with a sense of coercion, "Why did you frame Sheng Shuangxu?"

Song Lingya was even more frightened, she shifted her gaze away, not daring to look into Shen Chengan's eyes.

Shen Chengan sneered and said, "Song Lingya, is your mother better?"

Song Lingya was terrified, she finally turned her eyes back, and looked at Shen Chengan in a terrified and cowardly manner, with tears in her eyes, trembling with fright: "You, what do you mean?"

"What do I mean?" Shen Chengan fiddled with the spoon in the teacup, they had already passed the time for too long, and even the coffee was already cold, "I'm just concerned about Lingtang's condition, what do you think I mean?"

Song Lingya trembled uncontrollably, Shen Chengan didn't clarify what she said, but she understood what it meant—she had heard such threats too many times, and every sentence was like a sharp arrow, pointing at her poor family, illness The mother lying on the bed almost broke her.

"No, no, please, I really can't say it," Song Lingya's tears were pattering down, she was so afraid that she couldn't breathe, she couldn't stop crying, "If I tell you, My family will be punished, sorry, sorry—”

"Why didn't you say sorry to your teacher?" Shen Chengan snorted coldly, his words were full of sarcasm, "I said before, I can protect you and your family well."

Song Lingya fell silent, and soft sobs poured into Shen Chengan's ears, pulling out the irritability in his heart.

He took out his mobile phone, dialed Song Lingya's elder brother Song Chengyin directly, and said, "Your sister's mood is very unstable, can you come over?"

Song Chengyin heard his sister's intermittent crying, and because he was worried, he hurried over quickly, but Shen Chengan was already impatient, Song Lingya refused to speak during this period, he threw the spoon into the cup with a snap, and when he knocked against the wall of the cup, a sound With the crisp collision sound, Song Lingya was frightened by this small sound, and her body trembled violently.

After Song Chengyin opened the door and came in, he looked at the frozen two people and said, "Xiaoya, are you okay?"

Shen Chengan stood up, rolled up his cuffs to his forearms, revealing the beautiful curves of his arm muscles.

He ignored Song Chengyin, but asked Song Lingya: "Are you still talking?"

He still didn't get the reply he wanted.

Song Chengyin stood beside Shen Chengan, before he even understood the situation, the next second, Shen Chengan grabbed his neck and pinched him down on the table with one hand.

The small coffee table was shaken by Song Chengyin's impact, the coffee in the cup splashed everywhere, dirty the white tablecloth along the way, and dripped down to the corner of Song Lingya's skirt.

Song Lingya was so frightened that she didn't even have time to scream, Shen Chengan tightened her palms, pinching Song Chengyin from rough panting to fine panting, her breathing became more and more fragmented, and she trembled violently under Shen Chengan's hands.

"If mom is useless, what about your brother? Speak up, Song Lingya," Shen Chengan's tone seemed to strangle an ant, "don't act dumb in front of me."

"what is the problem?"