Ms. Tan Is The Real Boss

Chapter  466 I Killed Someone

"Song Lin, how can you be so cold? Are you only interested in Jingjing's status as the eldest daughter of the Tan family?" Zhao Ru said angrily.

"Now that her family is bankrupt, do you have no feelings for her at all?"

Song Lin had once really liked Tan Jing, but only a little. If he had found out that Tan Rou was better, he would definitely have chosen her.

"No feelings. We're still high school students," Song Lin said coldly. "We should spend more time studying and not think about puppy love."

Zhao Ru saw the sweat on Song Lin's forehead and wondered why Song Lin was sweating so much in such cold weather.

"Song Lin, are you afraid that Jingjing will come back to find you after she dies?" Zhao Ru probed, "After all, Jing Jing had a good relationship with you when she was alive. You even challenged Tan Rou for her."

She didn't know which sentence had poked Song Lin's nerves. He stood up with a whoosh and shouted, "I said that I have nothing to do with her. Don't say it anymore!"

"Why are you shouting so loudly?" Zhao Ru shouted at Song Lin.

"Those who didn't know better would think that you killed Jing Jing."

Song Lin suddenly recalled Tan Jing's tragic death. She fell from upstairs and landed directly on the big stone slab. The steel bars erected on the big stone slab passed through her chest, and blood splattered everywhere. The white matter of her brain was mixed together with the blood that splattered everywhere. It was as disgusting as it could be. His face was pale, and his stomach was churning. He was so disgusted that he wanted to throw up his breakfast.

Song Lin pushed Zhao Ru away and ran out while covering his mouth.

Zhao Ru felt that Song Lin was being ridiculous. Was Tan Jing's death that disgusting? Or perhaps he was too sad and ran out to cry?

However, this had nothing to do with Zhao Ru. Zhao Ru was just saying it casually.

He Ling was still sad. She originally wanted to go to Tan Jing's house to see Tan Jing, but she was also worried that Tan Song would kidnap her and sell her. Her family background was average. If something happened, no one would help her seek justice.

Tan Rou's gaze followed Song Lin. When she saw him run out, she quickly followed him. To her surprise, Song Lin did not go to the bathroom but went straight downstairs. She didn't follow him and just stayed upstairs to see if Song Lin had gone out.

Soon, Song Lin's figure appeared in the square of the teaching building. He was very fast, as if something was chasing him from behind.

"Xiao Rou, what are you looking at?" Li Li followed him out. When she saw Song Lin downstairs, she was a little surprised. "What's Song Lin doing running so fast?" Did he forget to bring something?"

Tan Rou sneered. "He might not have forgotten to bring something, but he must be guilty."

"Guilty? You mean Tan Jing's death is related to Song Lin?" Li Li suddenly thought of Tan Jing, who had just died.

"Yes." Tan Rou nodded. "Song Lin's reaction is strange. It's worth investigating. Maybe we can find the murderer."

It was class time now, and the Song family did not have a car to pick Song Lin up, so Song Lin took a taxi back. The driver saw the nervous Song Lin and asked with a smile, "Young man, it's such a cold day. Why are you sweating so much?"

Song Lin's face was pale. "Why are you asking so many questions? Drive your car!"

The driver's expression immediately turned ugly when he heard this. He muttered softly, "Why are you so angry at such a young age?""

When he returned to the Song family's house, the housekeeper was still tidying up the living room. When she saw him return, she immediately smiled and greeted him. "Young Master Lin, why are you back? Did you leave something at home?"

"Where's Grandpa?" Song Lin asked.

The nanny replied, "The old master is in the study.""

Song Lin rushed into the study in a hurry, forgetting to knock on the door.

Old Master Song was admiring his new ancient painting. Although it was expensive, he was still very happy to get this painting.

"Grandpa!" Song Lin gasped.

Old Master Song was very dissatisfied with his sudden intrusion. "What did I teach you?"

Song Lin could not care less about etiquette. He ran to Old Master Song and said in fear, "Grandpa, I've killed someone!"

Old Master Song didn't react in time. "What did you say?"

"I killed someone!" Song Lin's voice was hoarse. "I killed Tan Jing!"