Chapter 493: Chapter 493: Song Family’s Eldest Miss

When Leng Yebai spoke, he was utterly serious, and the cold aura emanating from him was genuine and unfiltered.

Song Kerou clearly felt the air around her grow colder, chilling her to the bone.

She had no doubt that the person in front of her would really kill her.

"Cold, Brother Leng, we actually knew each other before. Ten years ago, we were in the same orphanage."

Song Kerou braced herself and took a step closer to Leng Yebai, her eyes full of anticipation.

Since childhood, she had watched him. The children in the orphanage never played with Leng Yebai. It wasn’t that they were isolating him; it was because his face bore no expression, with a maturity of an adult that made it hard to connect with him.

She wanted to play with Leng Yebai, but unfortunately, he completely ignored her.

The cold aura surrounding him deterred her from approaching him even half a step. It was like this ten years ago, and it remained the same ten years later.

Back then, she thought Leng Yebai was too noble for her, feeling unworthy of him.

So in her mind, she hoped that if one day she became excellent enough, maybe he would turn back and look at her.

Her fate began with the car accident involving the eldest daughter of the Song Family, who lay in the hospital afterward.

That favored daughter of the heavens, Song Wenwen, had been in an accident with her parents during a trip and was left in a coma in the hospital.

The hospital doctors had already issued a critical condition notice, and even experts brought in from abroad said they were powerless.

Song Wenwen’s parents were so devastated that they turned white overnight, unable to save their daughter despite the efforts of all the doctors.

In desperation, they sought out fortune tellers, spending a considerable amount of money.

The fortune teller said that the Song Family would lose a daughter, but the solution wasn’t difficult. They just needed to adopt a daughter so that the Black and White Impermanence couldn’t distinguish which was the eldest daughter, thereby saving her life.

The Black and White Impermanence do not casually take lives; as long as they couldn’t tell who the eldest daughter was, Song Wenwen could survive.

Maybe the fortune teller was bluffing just to cheat them for money, or maybe he truly had abilities.

But Song Wenwen’s parents couldn’t care less anymore.

Adopting a child wouldn’t cost much.

So, the Song Family went to the orphanage to adopt a child, and she became that lucky one, following the Song Family to Shanghai, never seeing the children from the orphanage again.

Later, the eldest daughter of the Song Family actually woke up from the hospital.

During these ten years, she was also treated as a biological daughter by the Song Family.

Now, seeing Leng Yebai again, Song Kerou couldn’t suppress her excitement.

Song Kerou pretended not to see Bai Xiqin but understood well that if someone could stand beside Leng Yebai, their relationship...

"I don’t know you."

Leng Yebai spoke with an icy face, his voice devoid of any warmth.

But Song Kerou clearly saw that when Leng Yebai looked at the woman beside him, his gaze was almost drowning in tenderness.

This was drastically different from the boy in her memory who never liked to smile.

"Sister, did you also grow up in the orphanage? Why haven’t I seen you?"

Song Kerou’s nails almost dug into her flesh, but her face displayed a gentle smile, and her voice carried a trace of naive innocence.

"My parents are alive; I’m not an orphan."

Bai Xiqin slightly furrowed her brows.

She suddenly remembered that she actually spent three years as an orphan in her past life.

"Xiao Niu, let’s go."

Leng Yebai noticed Bai Xiqin’s deeply furrowed brows and immediately took her hand to leave.

He knew Xiao Niu must have thought of some unpleasant memories again.

"Brother Leng, sister, wait for me~"

Song Kerou called out sweetly, again chasing after the two of them.

This time, she suddenly felt a sharp pain spread through her body, her vision blacked out, and she suddenly found herself lying on the ground.

Then she smelled a burnt odor.

Looking down at her fingers, they were charred black.

Not just her fingers, even her pink dress had become a scorched mess.

Purple lightning surged from Leng Yebai’s hand. He hadn’t taken Song Kerou’s life, but it was enough to teach her a lesson. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Leng Yebai has never been lenient with people who pulled such tricks. If it weren’t for this being his first time at the safe base and needing to avoid trouble, people like Song Kerou who pretended to be crazy and acted deliberately would have been crying out long before.

"Ah!"

In that instant, Song Kerou was distraught, wishing she could rush over and tear into the woman beside Leng Yebai.

She also understood that it was her Brother Leng’s doing, but she completely blamed the captivating woman next to him, not Leng Yebai.

She remembered that although Leng Yebai was very aloof back then, he never hit people without a reason, was fair and unbiased.

Song Kerou was almost suffocating with anger.

Watching Leng Yebai get farther away, she abruptly stood up, wanting to run over and cling to Leng Yebai again.

But thinking about her blackened body, with no mirror, her face must also be a charred mess.

For the sake of her image, Song Kerou deeply looked in the direction Leng Yebai left and then ran towards the residential area with large strides.

Luckily, the Song Family resided in the villa district, and there weren’t many people along the way. Even so, she covered her face the whole time, fearing her gentle and pretty image would crumble.

In the spacious living room, a middle-aged couple sat on the sofa, flipping through a photo album that seemed to have quite a bit of history to it.

Song Kerou took a glance and a hint of disgust flashed in her eyes.

Without greeting them, she rushed back to her room, heading straight to the bathroom to scrub off the layer of charred grime from her skin.

The middle-aged couple was so absorbed in the album that even when Song Kerou returned, they didn’t turn to look at her.

Their expressions were incredibly sorrowful, reminiscing the beautiful past through the album.

In the album was an exceedingly beautiful girl, depicted through various stages of her life in the photos.

From the bewilderment of a newborn, the innocent charm of learning to walk, the babble after learning to speak, to the clever agility of school days...

From the first photo of her swaddled as an infant, there were pictures all the way to her college years, covering everything.

From a curled-up infant in swaddling clothes, she had grown into a girl exuding a mature, poised charm.

This girl seemed to have an intense preference for blue.

Whether it was winter or summer clothes, there would always be a touch of blue somewhere on her attire.

Especially her summer outfits, at every age, there was always a light blue dress on her.

The girl was tall, with fair skin. Just standing casually, without needing a specific angle, the photographer could take a stunning picture.

She was the second child and the only little princess of the Song Family.

She had once survived a car accident when she was young but, unfortunately, perished to zombies after the apocalypse arrived.

The Song Family parents struggled to accept the truth, not recovering for a long time.

Yet the scene of Song Wenwen being bitten into pieces by zombies was witnessed by many people, including the daughter they adopted.

The Song Family, which was never short of money before the apocalypse and was one of the richest families in Shanghai, ended up with only Song Kerou and the Song Family parents, as all four siblings of the Song Family awakened superpowers after the apocalypse.

It was thought they would live like they did before the apocalypse—if not carefree, then at least much better than ordinary people.

But when performing a mission in D City, only Song Ning and Song Kerou returned.

The little princess of the Song Family could never come back.

Song Family parents leaned on each other, tearfully looking at the photos, trying to ease their oppressive pain through it.