Chapter 158 Do you regret it?

Chapter 158 Do you regret it?

Song Dongming looked at Chu Lian with a gloomy look, and turned his head to look at the opposite wall. Miss her? Even if the devil asked him to do so, he would not miss her.

Chu Lian's mouth twitched, and she sneered evilly, looking at Song Dongming with contempt. "You are still the same Brother Song, arrogant, stubborn, and inflexible. If you had let me into your life, you wouldn't have ended up in this situation." She looked around at the broken and clogged toilet seat, and wrinkled her nose in disgust. "Brother Song, you still have time to accept my proposal. As long as you agree to marry me, I will take you out of this hell... Do you really want to live in this stinking basement for the rest of your life? I don't think this is a wise decision. What do you think?"

"What about the blood on your hands?" Song Dongming glanced at Chu Lian nonchalantly, and Chu Lian's face turned ugly. "What should we do about this? Do you want to change your hands or wash them in the acid-filled river?"

"Brother Song, what nonsense are you talking about? When have I ever killed anyone? My hands are as clean as yours, as clean as anyone else's hands. I have never stabbed anyone's heart with a knife." Chu Lian bent down and wanted to touch Song Dongming's face, but the latter roared, opened his mouth and bit the hand that wanted to touch him.

Seeing that he actually wanted to hurt her, Chu Lian took a step back, looking at the dirty man in front of her, her fingers clenched. "You... really don't know when to admit defeat, Brother Song? Have you ever thought about what will happen to your child if you continue like this... Don't forget, if I can be cruel to you, I can be cruel to those bastards who shouldn't be born into this world!"

"You can try," Song Dongming said as he picked at his tattered clothes. "But you won't, because if you do, you won't be able to get more blood from me, you need it, right? Whatever voodoo thing you have to do? Without my blood, you won't be Mrs. Song, your daughter won't be the eldest daughter of the Song family, she'll become a bastard like this..."

A crisp slapping sound rang out in the basement. Song Dongming rubbed his right cheek and smiled, looking at Chu Lian with a twisted and hideous face. He sneered, leaned forward, put his arms on his knees, and hissed angrily: "The truth hurts, doesn't it? You think you are so great wearing that expensive clothes and sleeping in that manor. "I did it for my Juan'er?" He pointed at himself and snorted. "It's all me. The reason why you can enjoy comfort is because of me. I warn you, Chu Lian, if you want to hurt my child, I don't mind dying, you can kill me, just like you killed Juan. "Uh, but I promise that before I die, I will definitely drag you away with me. So, you and your daughter, it's better to stay away from my children, because no matter how good your life is, you will pay the price for all lives. You are already ruined."

Chu Lian wanted to say something in response, but she couldn't... because Song Dongming was right. She really needed him to be alive so that she could live a better life. If Song Dongming committed suicide, it would be difficult for her to increase her control over the Song Group. There were still many employees who were loyal to Song Dongming and only worked in the company for his face. Before she could find a suitable replacement to take over those employees who could take over their jobs, she had to make sure Song Dongming stayed alive.

Even if she wanted to kill Song Yan, she would have to wait for a while. Back then, the luck-stealing array sucked away all her luck, and she almost gained full control of the company, but then the luck-stealing array broke down, and everything else went down the drain.

Now, unless she breaks through the numerous obstacles, she cannot kill Song Yan, so as to avoid the collapse of the formation.

"I see." Chu Lian said, taking out a bug syringe from her bag and handing it to Anna. "Your child is still alive and unharmed, Song Ge, you should stay where you are. Now we don't want them to lose an arm or a leg because of your stubbornness, right? So, behave like a good child and don't make a fuss about anything."

Song Dongming glared at her, but he didn't pull his hand away when Anna pulled his arm hard, and without paying any attention to him, he stuck the needle into his skin and pulled out a syringe full of blood. Song Dongming stared at the syringe filled with his blood and frantically tried to tear it in half, but the faces of Song Yan and Song Lingyan flashed before his eyes, and he stopped.

He knew Chu Lian was not joking. If she said that, it would really hurt his children, which he absolutely did not want. So, even though he felt dizzy, he remained silent and watched Anna fill the syringe with her blood.

When the syringe was full, Anna took out the needle, and with a dog-like air, rushed to her master with the ball to be caught, and handed the syringe to Chu Lian, who took it in her hand and put it carefully in her bag. This was her ticket to a better life, and she couldn't let a drop leak out.

After putting away the syringe, she turned her head to look at the pale and weak Song Dongming, pursed her lips and asked, "Brother Song, do you regret it?"

"I do."