The passers-by are vicious

Looking at the double-headed phoenix hairpin thrown on the ground, the officials and their wives around all had meaningful expressions.

Su Wanran was surprised and didn't have time to think about why she was wearing the phoenix hairpin. She bit her lip and looked at Su Luoyan, and explained with tears in her eyes, "Maybe the servant sent it by mistake."

Su Luoyan snorted coldly, her eyes showing disgust and hatred without any disguising, and said sarcastically, "The Marquis asked you to host the birthday banquet, weren't you happy? Why are you crying again now?"

"What are you doing."

Just when the two were in a stalemate, a cold male voice suddenly sounded.

He was dressed in black, calm and dignified, his body was as tall as jade, his shoulders were broad and his waist was narrow, his nose was high and his face was as cold as ice.

His brows were sparse, and his dark and deep eyes were sharp, as if no one could enter his heart.

Song Qiyuan just glanced at them indifferently, and the discussions around him stopped abruptly.

He had just returned from Old Madam Song when he learned that Su Luoyan had come out of the yard and made a scene at the birthday banquet.

Song Qiyuan felt annoyed and his face became colder. He looked at the two sisters Su Luoyan and Su Wanran and felt even more regretful.

He regretted marrying Su Luoyan at the urging of Old Madam Song, and even took Su Wanran in as well.

Su Wanran seemed to have seen a life-saving straw, and hurriedly said, "My Lord, Madam suddenly rushed in and scolded me, and seemed to be dissatisfied with me hosting the birthday banquet."

For some reason, Su Luoyan always felt a little impatient today.

When she saw Song Qiyuan, whom she should have been afraid of, appear, she found that she was not afraid at all, but became even angrier.

She shouted right in front of Song Qiyuan, with her arms stretched out, her expression both smug and ferocious.

"As long as I am alive, I am the wife of the Marquis and the wife of the Marquis. How dare this bitch wear a double-headed phoenix hairpin to show off? Shouldn't this lady be angry?"

Song Qiyuan chuckled, his voice was cold and chilly, and his expression was cold and distant. "You talk to me like this. How did the Shangshu Mansion teach your daughter? She is irritable and stupid."

Although they were just a few cold words, Su Luoyan could hear full of disgust in them.

Her originally muddled mind finally cleared up. She stared at Song Qiyuan's cold and distant handsome face and laughed, "Song Qiyuan, you finally showed your true colors."

"You are a cold-hearted person. It was a lie that you married me for Nasu Wanran. You just had to have a wife. You don't really care who it is."

The more Su Luoyan spoke, the crazier and more radical her expression became, and her words became more outrageous.

She reached out and grabbed Su Wanran's arm, pulling her in front of Song Qiyuan, but found that the man's brows were distant, as if he didn't see it at all.

Su Luoyan seemed to have confirmed something and started laughing crazily, "Sure enough, my guess was right."

"Su Wanran, you bitch, do you really have feelings for her? No, you don't. Maybe in your heart she is just a little more favorable than those of us who annoy you."

Faced with Su Luoyan's crazy words, Song Qiyuan didn't even frown, he just watched her go crazy coldly.

Su Luoyan was laughing when suddenly her voice became choked and she smiled bitterly.

"But even so, I knew you were a piece of stone, but I still married into the Marquis's mansion. It's just because I love you, a love that I truly and sincerely admire."

Faced with Su Luoyan's passionate confession, Song Qiyuan became cold and distant, as if she was not speaking to him.

Fortunately, Su Luoyan doesn't care now. She knows that she will never have the chance to see Song Qiyuan again after today, so she just gives up.

"Does that sickly girl you're doting on really like you? No, it's just because you're the Marquis and have the power, and you can do that for her brother..."

"enough."

Before Su Luoyan could finish her words, Song Qiyuan suddenly interrupted her in a harsh voice. His originally indifferent and distant eyes were tinged with a hint of annoyance, and he glanced at Su Luoyan coldly.

No matter what Su Luoyan said before, Song Qiyuan didn't react at all.

But when Jiang Wanwan was mentioned, Song Qiyuan's expression changed.

The cold and aloof handsome face was like broken glass, stained with a bit of anger, and the cold light was like two sharp swords, shooting straight at Su Luoyan.

But Su Luoyan was not afraid at all, instead she smiled foolishly: "You finally looked up at me."

Unfortunately, Song Qiyuan just glanced at her and waved his sleeves in disgust, and ordered his servants to ask those attending the birthday party to leave.

Su Luoyan seemed to be deflated. She stared blankly at Song Qiyuan's face and said, "Su Wanran, I feel sorry for you. If you really held on to this iron stone, maybe you would have a chance... But what's more regrettable is that with Jiang Wanwan, you will never have a chance in this life."

This was the first time that Su Luoyan spoke to Su Wanran calmly instead of calling her a bitch.

Su Luoyan's expression began to calm down. She slowly took off the double-headed phoenix hairpin on her head and held it in her hand. She looked at the patterns on it and murmured foolishly: "Song Qiyuan, you are the most vicious person. You don't like me and even hate me, but you want to marry me and even marry Su Wanran. You married Su Wanran but you don't like her. You ruined both of us."

But facing the accusation, Song Qiyuan felt puzzled, frowned slightly, and said coldly: "You don't have to marry, I never forced you."

Su Luoyan felt a pain in her chest, and a flash of realization flashed across her eyes. She murmured to herself, "Yes, you didn't force me, but you gave me hope. Everything is my own choice..."

Her voice gradually became lower and lower, as if carrying endless sadness and despair.

After saying this, her shoulders, which had always been held high with pride, seemed to droop weakly, and she looked as if her soul had been taken away.

However, Su Luoyan still held the double-headed phoenix hairpin tightly in her hands, with a complex light flashing in her eyes.

Suddenly, she raised her hand and stabbed Song Qiyuan with the double-headed phoenix hairpin, and said viciously: "But I won't blame myself, so it must be you who did something wrong!"

Her movements were so swift and decisive that people were caught off guard.

The double-headed phoenix hairpin flashed with cold light, instantly piercing through the air and heading straight for Song Qiyuan's throat.

Song Qiyuan's face turned pale, and it was the first time he showed a look of surprise. At this critical moment, time seemed to freeze.

Su Wanran, who was standing not far away, held her breath and trembled in her heart. She knew until today that no matter what the outcome was, Su Luoyan would not survive.

At the moment when the double-headed phoenix hairpin was about to pierce Song Qiyuan's throat, he stretched out his hand like lightning and grasped the tip of the hairpin tightly, with an expression so calm that it was frightening.

It was as if everything happening before my eyes was just a boring farce.

However, there was no trace of surprise on Su Luoyan's face. Only her originally pretty face became distorted, and her eyes were full of resentment and resentment: "You are always like this. No matter what, even if you would rather be stabbed, you still don't want to touch me!"

Song Qiyuan still held the tip of the hairpin tightly. His palm was pierced and blood dripped onto the ground, but his expression did not change at all, and he did not even frown.

Su Luoyan suddenly let out a shrill scream, her voice resounding throughout the entire mansion: "Song Qiyuan, I curse you! I curse you to never be able to stay with the person you love in this life, to never get what you want, and to be trapped in endless sorrow and regret!"

After saying these vicious words, without waiting for the guards around her to hold her down, Su Luoyan raised the hairpin stained with Song Qiyuan's blood in her hand without hesitation and stabbed it into her throat.

She opened her eyes wide, stared at Song Qiyuan, and then slowly fell into a pool of blood.

Su Wanran covered her mouth in disbelief. If it weren't for the maid beside her supporting her, she would have fallen to the ground as well.

She didn't expect that the person she regarded as her biggest rival would humiliate her in the Shangshu Mansion. Her nightmare, the arrogant Su Luoyan, died just like that.