Chapter 845: I’m Not the Murderer (4)

“Dad… how can there be no difference? He’s my fiance!” Li Fanxing was vexed.

Her father said coldly, “Stay out of your sister’s way. If Song Shi likes her, we can call off your engagement and let Song Shi marry Canxing! Our company can’t wait any longer. If we don’t do anything now, we’ll lose everything that our family has built over several generations!”

“Dad… Don’t worry. I’ll help you,” Li Fanxing said anxiously, but her father only sneered. “Raising you was such a waste of time. You can’t do something this easy!”

The phone call ended abruptly after that. Biting her lip, Li Fanxing darted a look at Song Shi and Li Canxing, who couldn’t take their eyes off each other. She soon came up with a plan…

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Back in the flat.

Sheng Yize put away the files.

The number belonged to that mysterious caller, who used to treat An Xiaxia terribly.

However, he couldn’t tell from Li Fanxing’s reaction whether or not she was that person.

Sighing, Sheng Yize kissed An Xiaxia on the forehead. “I need to go back home for a few days.”

There were things he had to look into himself.

“Sure. Go ahead~”

Sheng Yize wasn’t happy with her reaction.

He narrowed his eyes. “That’s all?”

“What else do you want me to say?” An Xiaxia couldn’t look any more innocent.

Seeing that look on her face, Sheng Yize felt flames shooting out of his eyes and he almost wanted to swallow An Xiaxia whole.

Bending down, he bit her on her collarbone. “You heartless little woman!”

“Mhm…”

They went gooey over each other for a while before Sheng Yize let go of her.

“I’m off. Take care of yourself. There are plenty of people protecting you discreetly and you don’t have to worry about someone trying to harm you,” Sheng Yize said affectionately and An Xiaxia nodded.

After a long kiss, Sheng Yize got up and left.

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The next day.

It was ten o’clock in the morning and sunlight poured down over the entire island. An Xiaxia made something to eat after she got up, then slumped down on the sofa to watch some variety show.

Her phone then buzzed. It was a message from Song Shi.

“Little sister, I have something yummy for you here.”

There were also two missed calls, which were from him as well.

An Xiaxia found that a little strange. Why hadn’t she heard her phone ring?

Odd as it seemed, An Xiaxia still trusted Song Shi.

Moreover, Sheng Yize had said that he had arranged a security detail for her, so she wasn’t concerned at all about potential threats.

An Xiaxia arrived at the flat next door to find the door unlocked. She pushed the door open and was taken aback by the pungent smell of blood.

An Xiaxia realized that something must have gone terribly wrong as she turned to the kitchen.

The floor was covered in blood… There was so much of it, reminding her of some grotesque scene of hell.

Heart thumping, An Xiaxia pressed her hand to her chest and walked in.

Song Shi lay on the floor, his body all contorted and his eyes wide open. A fruit knife stuck out of his belly and dark red blood had clotted around the blade.

An Xiaxia called the ambulance, then went up to Song Shi, trying to help him.

She touched his neck and froze on the spot.

There was no pulse.

Was Song Shi… dead?

OMG!

She tried to stop the bleeding and did CPR to resuscitate Song Shi, but all her efforts were in vain.

An Xiaxia almost burst into tears. He had still been grinning and chuckling yesterday. How had he turned into this dead body now?

The door was smashed open and a few police officers rushed in. One of them produced his credentials and said something in a language An Xiaxia didn’t understand.

Before An Xiaxia could process what was going on, they had grabbed her wrists and handcuffed her.

“I’m not the killer! I was here to save him!” An Xiaxia tried all she could to explain.