"": 200, "": "", "": "Under the bed, Luo Bin suppressed the urge to strike immediately.
Was this someone in the Song Family who treated Huang Ying kindly?
Surely a family this large couldn't all be villains like Song Tianzhu?
Huang Ying gripped the edge of the bed with both hands, her knuckles turning slightly white.
"Song Renshu... don't come any closer!"
A trace of terror seeped into Huang Ying's voice.
"Ying'er, you've been away from home for two or three years. How could I possibly stay away?"
"That useless Song Tianzhu has caused the family so much trouble and cost us so many men. Tonight, he'll stand guard until that Luo Bin comes. But even if Luo Bin dies here today, he still won't become the next family head."
"The way he treated you made me furious. I'd love nothing more than to tear him limb from limb."
"Don't worry, Ying'er. I'll get justice for you."
"All these years, he's been eliminating anyone who opposed him, openly and in secret. There was a reason I didn't step forward to help you right away. Don't be angry with me."
Song Renshu kept approaching the bed.
Huang Ying tightened her grip on its edge, her face growing paler.
Many men of marriageable age in the Song Family had designs on her.
But because of Song Tianzhu, anyone who made those desires obvious had suffered at his hands to some degree. Some had even been killed.
Song Renshu usually acted meek and submissive, but Huang Ying knew there was something twisted about him.
He would secretly follow her, always smiling and licking his lips. Some of her undergarments had even gone missing, and she kept seeing him loitering around her quarters. It had almost left her traumatized.
"Ying'er, let me