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Ying Feiyu already disliked her, but when Ying Si wasn't here, he didn't bother to pretend. He stared at her face with an unkind look and said coldly: "What about my seventh brother? What does it have to do with you?"

Brother Qi protects her probably because of her face.

Her face is somewhat similar to her, no, to that bitch who died early.

She herself was the same. If her eyebrows and eyes weren't similar to that bitch's, and she was good and obedient in front of him, he wouldn't have kept her, doted on her, and indulged her.

Song Yu met her eyes and instantly understood what she meant. He curled his lips and smiled, deceiving her: "Looking at me like this, your seventh brother, is it possible that you are engaging in substitute literature?"

"I don't know what you are talking about." Ying Feiyu's eyes sharpened and he warned her fiercely: "Don't insult my seventh brother."

The deepest secret that Seventh Brother buried in his heart could only be shared with him by her alone.

She is a married woman with children, and she does not deserve Brother Seventh's preference and respect!

Seeing her reaction and the change in her expression, Song Yu knew that he had guessed correctly. The breakthrough point was hers. How could he let her go like this? He pressed forward step by step: "The tombstone in your seventh brother's backyard is hers." .”

Ying Feiyu's pupils suddenly tightened, and he could no longer maintain the calmness and disdain in his dress. He was irritated and frightened in his heart, and he growled angrily: "Who told you that?"

Apart from Brother Qi, only she, Assistant Liu, and the few servants who were responsible for sweeping the cemetery on weekdays knew about this matter. How had she heard about it?

"It seems that everything I guessed is true." Song Yu was sure.

Only then did Ying Feiyu realize that someone had used a provoking method on him. His fire-breathing eyes filled with sinister murderous intent, and he let out another low, angry roar: "Song Yu, you are kidding me!"

Compared with her, Song Yu was emotionally stable and calm. He touched his chin, looked at her with interest, and asked, "How do I look like her?"

No wonder, she always felt that Ying Si's kindness to her was too strange and illogical. Sometimes when looking at her, it was more like looking at another person through her.

It turns out that I was playing stand-in literature.

And she is the substitute.

Ying Feiyu was about to be furious, but now when he looked at her with a determined and obviously teasing look, his jealousy and anger burned his reason, and he began to speak indiscriminately: "Stop your wishful thinking, my seventh brother will spend the rest of his life." , it’s impossible to fall in love with anyone else!”

Brother Qi treats her better than he treats himself.

She was sure that the woman in front of her was more like the bitch who died early than she was.

"What about you?" Song Yu looked at her with a hint of sympathy.

She had always felt that something was wrong with Ying Feiyu's feelings for Ying Si. In the past, because they were siblings, she didn't think about anything else.

"You are looking for death!" Ying Feiyu was so excited that his eyes turned red, and his murderous intent instantly attacked her.

Song Yu did not dodge, but stepped forward, easily swatting away her fatal attack. At the same time, he also clasped her neck with his fingers, pushed her back against the tree trunk, and his eyes became cold: "For Ying Si's sake, I , I didn’t kill you, you must be satisfied and cherish your blessings.”

At this moment, Ying Feiyu couldn't move her whole body. The pressure in her throat made it difficult for her to breathe. Her face began to turn red due to lack of oxygen. Her eyes were as red as stained with blood, and she glared at her with hatred. We can't cut her into pieces.

Song Yu patted her face and said, "Remember to keep today's matters a secret."

After saying that, he let go of her in disgust.

Ying Feiyu staggered two steps and leaned against the tree trunk, panting in pain, looking at her leaving back, hatred welling up in his eyes, but he didn't say a word.

Song Yu took two steps and looked back at her: "Miss Fifteen, hurry up and follow her."

She can be confident because she knows that there is absolutely no way that Ying Feiyu will tell Ying Si what happened today. If Ying Si finds out about the taboo secret buried in her heart, she will probably fall out of favor.

And with Ying Feiyu's dependence on Ying Si and his twisted and perverted possessiveness, it was absolutely impossible to allow that kind of thing to happen.

Ying Feiyu touched his pinched neck, coughed twice, and without caring about anything else, he hurriedly chased after him, hiding the resentment in his eyes at the same time.

**

That day, after dinner, Ying Si and Ying Feiyu left.

Song Yucai told Fu Hanyu what he heard and asked about, and touched his face with interest: "How do you think Ying Feiyu and I look alike?"

Since they are both stand-ins, there must be similarities between the two stand-ins, but she herself did not see any similarities.

"Nothing resembles him at all." Fu Hanyu frowned slightly, his eyes darkened, and continued to analyze: "The substitute he found may only resemble a certain part, such as eyes, nose, mouth, personality or temperament."

At this point, Ying Si finally had the answer to her specialness, but he still felt that something was wrong.

Song Yu approached him and couldn't help but reach out and poke his face gently: "Why do you know so well?"

Fu Hanyu held her fingers with his long fingers and smiled helplessly: "Isn't that what substitute literature is all about? You don't have to look alike to be a substitute."

Song Yu did not continue to ask, but just lay on him like a boneless body, and began to worry again: "Then tell me, how do I look like me, and how do I look like Ying Feiyu?"

After she finished speaking, she felt a little strange: "Fu Hanyu, why do we care who Ying Si's Bai Yueguang is?"

Who is Bai Yueguang? It doesn't seem to have any influence on them. He is struggling to find out this, and it seems that he is a little idle.

"There is no need to waste time by investigating specifically, but if you encounter clues, you can follow them and check them out." Fu Hanyu said.

Keeping all the information about your opponents or partners in your own hands is the safest approach, and it has always been his habit.

Song Yu nodded and agreed.

**

Ying Si Bai Yueguang's affairs were kept secret very well. Not even the outsiders, not even the Ying family knew about it.

When Song Yan contacted them and gave them the information he found about the Situ family, he also said that he had never heard that Ying Si had a Bai Yueguang hidden in his heart, and said with some emotion: "It turns out that he is so old, even I haven’t even talked to a girlfriend, it’s because of this.”

His student is still an infatuated person.

"Uncle, you really don't know anything?" Song Yu felt that the way things went was not what she thought, which was a bit strange.

"I don't know." Song Yan looked at her and asked curiously: "When did he get together with others? When did the girl disappear?"

Song Yu said honestly: "I don't know. I only know that he buried a grave in his backyard. Maybe I can try it and dig the grave to do an autopsy."