Chapter 78 No Marriage
Zhao Yanyu's expression did look very painful, but Wei Qingsong's heart remained unmoved.

Was he in pain? Perhaps, but the dead can't even feel pain anymore.

Her voice was devoid of any warmth, coldly demanding, "Why did you kill them?"

"It's all their fault! They tried to harm me! They're not good people, they all wanted to harm me!" Zhao Yanyu suddenly roared out of control.

He was extremely agitated, his eyes were bloodshot, and he frantically swung his fists at the air in front of him, as if he were fighting against thin air.

Wei Qingsong frowned slightly, turned to look at Lu Jingming, and said softly, "He's not in a good state."

"I can tell." Lu Jingming's eyes were cold, and his expression was not good.

If we let him continue to go mad, the interrogation will probably not go smoothly.

Bai Rushuang asked anxiously, "What's wrong with him? Should we call a doctor?"

“No need,” Wei Qingsong said without hesitation, “Let me do it.”

Her eyes darted around for a moment, then her gaze fell on the glass of water beside her. Without the slightest hesitation, she picked up the glass cleanly and slammed it heavily onto the ground.

The glass shattered into pieces, and the loud sound caught Zhao Yanyu's attention.

His gaze was vacant as he stared blankly at the wreckage of the glass.

Wei Qingsong suddenly snapped his fingers, his voice ethereal and hoarse: "Zhao Yanyu, look me in the eyes."

Zhao Yanyu subconsciously looked up at her.

She has a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, and deep within those brown pupils, there seems to be a power that can bring peace.

Wei Qingsong placed his hand on the table and tapped the surface gently and rhythmically with his index finger. The sound was very soft, yet impossible to ignore; the rhythmic sound made one unconsciously clear their mind.

"Now, slowly close your eyes and imagine that you have come to a deserted forest. There is only you here, no one else. You can smell the fragrance of flowers and hear the birds singing."

"You walk through the quiet forest, and there is a stream in front of you. The water gently flows over your toes and washes the mud off your feet. You will quietly enjoy this beauty, and no one will come to disturb you."

"You will forget all your troubles and hurts. You just lie by the stream, and all your distracting thoughts are carried away by the water. Slowly, slowly, you will remember this feeling."

As she narrated in a soft, ethereal voice, Zhao Yanyu's violently heaving chest gradually calmed down, and his tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed.

After a moment of silence, Wei Qingsong snapped his fingers again, his voice soft and gentle: "You can open your eyes now."

Zhao Yanyu obediently opened his eyes.

He gradually regained his senses, his eyes regained their brightness, but his face slowly darkened.

Wei Qingsong didn't even look at him, and said indifferently, "You've come to your senses? Then tell me, why did you kill him?"

Zhao Yanyu stammered incoherently, saying, "It's not my fault, they all wanted to harm me!"

He was trembling all over, not daring to look up and meet the eyes of the group, staring nervously at his toes.

Lu Jingming sneered, his sharp gaze cold and piercing: "You keep saying they wanted to harm you, but in fact, you killed them."

“They’re all vampires! They’re just like Yu Fangfang, they’re all sluts!” Zhao Yanyu still stubbornly insisted.

Wei Qingsong's expression turned slightly cold, his eyes icy: "Let's leave aside your grudge with Yu Fangfang for now, but the other three victims never provoked you. They just unfortunately got into your car and became your targets. What gives you the right to slander them so brazenly?"

Zhao Yanyu gripped the edge of the table tightly with both hands, his veins bulging.

He growled in a low voice, his lips trembling: "They're all the same kind of people as Yu Fangfang! They appear innocent on the surface, complaining about their families pressuring them to get married, but it's all just a way to better navigate relationships with different men! Women like that are all vampires; they'll definitely come to harm me, and even if they don't, they'll harm others. Killing them is doing a good deed!"

"What gives you the right to define others so casually?" Wei Qingsong's voice suddenly rose, tinged with anger.

She snorted coldly and slammed the photos of the three dead men down in front of him.

The people in the photo are all smiles, but their loved ones will never see such vibrant smiles again.

“Ma Xiaolu was only 26 years old, the youngest of the four victims. At such a young age, she had already become an elite employee of the company. In just one more year, she would have been promoted to management. She chose to remain single to prove that women can also carve out their own niche in the workplace.”

"Jiang Keying, 30 years old, is a gentle music teacher. Her dream is to become an independent musician and hold a national tour. However, due to differences in ideas with her family, she compromised and became a teacher."

"Despite this, she did not give up her dream. With the help of her friends, she secretly prepared for the concert. If it weren't for this misfortune, she would have had her first concert at the end of this year."

"Faced with her family's pressure to get married, she compromised time and time again. She said that after she finished this concert, she would listen to her family's arrangements to go on blind dates and would stop making trouble from then on."

Wei Qingsong paused for a moment, suppressing his heartache and sorrow, and pointed to the next photo, saying in a deep voice: "Luo Jiajia, 29 years old. A few years ago, due to an unfortunate car accident, both of her parents died, and her sister was also permanently disabled. In recent years, she has been living with her sister. She does not want to get married because she wants to take care of her sister and does not want to be a burden to others."

"Her sister urged her to get married because she didn't want to be a burden to her."

“Some of these women were realizing their own value, some were pursuing their dreams, and some were just trying to make a living. They did nothing wrong and did not hurt anyone. You took their lives so easily based on your subjective assumptions. Don’t you feel guilty?”

Wei Qingsong's questions were deafening, leaving Zhao Yanyu stunned, as if he were a clay sculpture.

He shook his head, refusing to accept the truth: "No, that's not how it is. They all want to harm people. What kind of good person is a woman who doesn't want to get married?"

Wei Qingsong's eyes flashed with a dark anger, and her voice was cold and icy: "To marry or not to marry is their freedom, and it is everyone's freedom. Regardless of gender, everyone has the right to choose their own way of life. This should not become a shackle that binds and imprisons their lives, and it is not allowed for irrelevant people to interfere."

"Don't always try to understand other people's world with your narrow and pathetic mindset."

Her voice was calm and unhurried, yet it was like the sharpest sword in the world, piercing Zhao Yanyu's heart.

He looked dejected and shook his head repeatedly, "That's not how it is, they are all..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wei Qingsong coldly interrupted him: "You think you're a righteous killer, but you're just a pathetic wretch with paranoia. You can't even control your own life, so what right do you have to point fingers at other people's lives?"

Are women who don't get married bad people?
They simply chose a different path, a slightly more secluded and thorny one.

They shouldn't have to endure those critical and mocking glances.

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