What to do if your male god is too good at self-attack

Chen Song then withdrew his hand coldly, raised his eyebrows and waited for an answer, but he didn't expect that what he waited for was the Western knife in He Yue's hand, stabbing towards his heart.

"Brother!" Ma Feilu shouted at Chen Song and rushed forward.

Chen Song's reaction was much faster than everyone thought. He turned sideways and slapped He Yue with his backhand. The crisp sound made He Lang jump up in panic, but he was held down by Yao Gang again.

"Be obedient and don't move." Yao Gang advised.

He Lang looked up at the muscular Yao Gang. When he saw his sister trying to assassinate Chen Song, he did not rush forward to protect Chen Song.

That’s not how the loyal little brother is played on TV.

Over there, He Yue was slapped to the ground. She felt her head buzzing and there were figures looming in front of her. Chen Song kicked her in the abdomen, which made her sober up a little.

She looked at the western-style knife that fell to the side and heard Chen Song say, "You don't think you can kill me with just these two moves, do you?"

He had survived the days of living on the edge of a knife, how could he possibly lose to He Yue?

He Yue calmed down, crawled over, and grabbed Chen Song's trouser legs: "I tell you, you..." She swallowed the fishy sweetness in her throat and begged, "Let my brother go."

He Lang's tears slowly covered his face. He always felt that his sister didn't like him. Every time he asked her to play, she would say indifferently: "I have to do my homework, go play by yourself."

In fact, it’s just that they live in different environments, have been separated for too long, and have forgotten how to express love.

Chen Song looked at He Yue's bloodless face and no longer felt distressed: "Okay, I'll give you one last chance, you say."

He Yue grabbed Chen Song's trouser legs and tried to sit up.

"she……"

Luo Yilan's smile and the look of her broken eye kept reappearing in his mind.

He Yue closed her eyes and made up her mind.

"Her name is Wang Xiuya."

Finally hearing an unfamiliar name, Chen Song asked.

"Where is she?"

"She's dead."

The next second, He Yue was roughly picked up by Chen Song: "Why?"

"I met her when I was a volunteer at a mental hospital. She is a very kind girl, gentle and pretty, with a very nice voice... But she was bullied by the teacher in school, and was also..." He Yue spoke very slowly because of the pain, but Chen Song looked like he couldn't wait to listen: "Speak!"

"I was raped."

He Yue recalled the day when Wang Xiuya fell from the building. At that time, there was a faint mint scent around her, protecting her eyes and telling her not to be afraid.

"She was pushed down from the Yunlong teaching building. This incident caused a big stir."

At this time, Ma Feilu slapped his head and said, "Yes, brother, I have heard about this."

Chen Song looked at He Yue quietly for a long time, then he let go of her hand. Without support, He Yue fell to the ground again. She felt the pain in her chest tearing apart, and coughed violently with her hands covering her mouth. After catching her breath, she asked Chen Song to fulfill the agreement: "I've said it now, can you keep your promise and send my brother away?"

"Okay." Chen Song looked at her, suddenly tilted his head and smiled, then turned back to Yao Gang and Ma Feilu and said, "Take her away and bury her."

"Yes."

Hearing this, He Yue didn't know where she got the strength from, she stood up from the ground and wanted to rush over to save He Lang, but the next second she was grabbed by Chen Song.

"Asshole! You clearly said you would let him go!"

He Yue lowered her head and bit Chen Song's arm. She bit with all her strength, and her teeth were filled with the rusty taste of blood.

Her eyes followed He Lang who was carried away by Ma Feilu and Yao Gang, and she finally let go and shouted heartbreakingly: "Brother!"

But the only response she got was a humming sound that was getting farther and farther away.

"Chen Song, I beg you, if you have any anger, just come to me, he is still a child!"

He Yue turned around, grabbed Chen Song's collar and said, but Chen Song held her cheek. His thumb fell on her right eye, and with just a little force, it was pressed firmly into the eye socket.

He Yue didn't dare to move. She looked at Chen Song, two tear marks falling on her cheeks.

"Are you scared?" Chen Song lowered his head, kissed away the tears on her cheeks, and then laughed, "Don't be afraid, I won't do anything to you now. After all, I don't like having sex with ugly girls."

The next second, He Yue was pressed to the ground by him. The man grabbed her arms with his strong arms and straddled her slender body.

"Tell me again, are you sure it's Wang Xiuya?"

He Yue beneath him was trembling slightly, but still said firmly: "Yes."

Chen Song smiled. He leaned over to her ear and breathed hot air on her earlobe: "Heyue, you really like to treat me like a fool."

He Yue was startled and looked at him, not knowing what he meant.

"Is it worth it for you to be so scared to impersonate someone you met while volunteering?" Chen Song tilted his head and thought for a while, "This person must be very important to you, so important that you are willing to die for her."

Chen Song's devilish laughter gave He Yue a headache, but he had already made up his mind.

"Let me guess, my angel, is it Lin Xia Ning... or... Luo Yi Lan?"

A tear rolled down He Yue's eye. She turned her head away, not daring to let Chen Song see the fear in her eyes.

The scent of the man's cologne enveloped her again. Chen Song pressed forward, rubbing his nose against He Yue's neck and moving it down little by little, placing a kiss on He Yue's collarbone.

"But it doesn't matter. Tonight belongs only to the two of us." Chen Song looked at He Yue's face, which was as still as a pool of stagnant water, and pushed her with his lower body with a wicked smile, "Don't worry, I'm definitely better than that guy Yue Zhou."

Yuezhou.

After hearing the name, grievance and unwillingness enveloped He Yue's heart like a flood. She trembled and tears flowed.

Two people who had no intersection in the previous life, the flower on the mountain top that she had admired countless times, drifted further and further apart after a brief intersection in this life.

"You are not better than him in any way, otherwise you wouldn't have lost tens of millions."

Anger burned in He Yue's eyes. She stared at Chen Song. Perhaps it was this look that angered him, but Chen Song lost interest and slapped He Yue in the face.

The corner of He Yue's mouth was cracked and glaring blood oozed out, but she chuckled and continued speaking.

"No matter who that angel is, they won't want to be with a demon like you. You don't deserve it."

"Bitch!"

A slap landed on He Yue's face again.

"Your father doesn't care about you, your mother doesn't love you at all, and your brother, oh, I mean the brother in the photo on your safe, might have been stabbed to death by you in order to get to the top. You don't have any brothers or lovers, you only have a group of little brothers who fear you and always want to replace you!"

Since there's no way to escape it, I might as well get it all out now.

Chen Song grabbed He Yue's neck again: "Shut up!"

He Yue felt refreshed. She had been afraid of Chen Song for two lifetimes, and today she had said it all clearly. It was worth dying for.

She smiled and closed her eyes, saying goodbye to her relatives and friends one by one in her heart. The only regret in her heart was that she really felt that she had done well in the college entrance examination and maybe she could go to a good university, but she couldn't wait until the day when the results were released.