Song Cheng's gaze was sharp as a hawk and piercing as a sword, locked directly onto the bloated woman before him. His expression was completely blank, his eyes calm, yet Xiao Zining could still perceive a deeply rooted, bone-deep hatred hidden in the very depths of those eyes.
"My dear sister-in-law, are you disappointed to see that I'm not dead?"
Song Cheng's tone was icy, carrying a trace of mocking playfulness, while his eyes burned with an intense, boundless hatred.
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