Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

The spider web was shaken by the whistling wind.

The dilapidated factory building was leaking air on all sides, and deep inside it was dark and complicated, filled with thick black shadows.

Wen Can's calm voice fell into the void, without causing any echo: "You want me to kill him myself?"

It's still a declarative tone.

Chen Rong's eyes did not move. He smiled and asked back, "Shouldn't it be like this? Or do you want to tell me something... murder is against the law? Hahahahahahaha..."

After a pause, he laughed, scratching his head helplessly as he laughed: "I really want to cry for help - is love so magical? Can it change you into this in such a short time? Okay, even if you fall in love with someone, and want to be a law-abiding person for this person... But, how long do you think this love can last? When it disappears, will you regret it? Will you regret it so much that you beat your chest and stamp your feet, hating that you couldn't give your enemy a happy ending that he deserved? Will you regret giving Wen Rong so much time to struggle - or maybe he was not sentenced to death at all, and then you would never have a chance to start over, you can only imagine him living in prison day by day, maybe he is living well, and what about you? You can only be furious outside?"

Chen Rong observed Wen Can's expression in silence, and then said, "Well, you seem indifferent - why? Are you so confident that your love will not change or disappear? Are you so sure that you won't regret it in the future?"

Wen Can looked away, looking at the dark blue night outside the cave entrance, and a sarcastic smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Love? Why should I discuss this issue with you? As for whether I will regret it, that is my own business--"

He met Chen Rong's eyes again.

A pair of eyes flashed coldly in the darkness, with madness looming in them. Just one glance could make people feel the danger - when Chi Wandao was still there, these eyes were completely different.

At that time, Chen Rong was just a math madman who loved learning. He was not in Yuzhou and had no chance to meet Chi Wandao, so he would find every opportunity to make video calls to Chi Wandao. When he needed advice, he was very servile, and when he had different opinions from Chi Wandao, he would quarrel with her loudly - Chen Rong at that time was a noble nerd who hated money.

But now, he has become a slick businessman who earns Wen Rong's trust.

Wen Can looked into his unfamiliar eyes and said, "If you want to convince me to kill Wen Rong myself, then don't mention Ye Kong all the time."

He turned and walked towards the cave entrance, exhaled into the night wind, and suddenly asked, "Is there any smoke?"

Chen Rong paused for a moment before walking forward, opening the cigarette box and shaking out a cigarette very skillfully.

Slim ladies cigarette.

Wen Can didn't have any objection. He took it out and bit it between his teeth, then took the lighter and lit it.

A spark flashed, and a wisp of smoke rose into the night, but was quickly blown away by the wind.

"I thought you didn't know how to smoke." Chen Rong looked at him and said.

"I was also very rebellious when I was a teenager. Chi Wandao was so worried about me that he read all the books on family education on the market."

Wen Can sat down on the pile of wood, looked outside and said slowly: "Tell me about my mother - no one has ever talked to me about her in all these years."

The originally tense and dangerous atmosphere dissipated in an instant.

Chen Rong stood for a while, then sat down beside him in silence and lit a cigarette for himself: "Doesn't your grandpa want to talk to you either?"

"..." Wen Can smiled, "There's no way to talk - because I'm Wen Rong's son. He didn't hate me anymore and let me in. That's good enough."

"..." This sentence contained a lot of information, causing Chen Rong to turn around and look at him. However, he did not ask any further questions for a long while, and only asked, "Where is You Fan?"

"He is also very cautious. Since he joined Xingfei, he has been busy with his work. If I accidentally bring it up, he will immediately change the subject, as if he is afraid of hurting me."

"...You actually want to talk to someone about her."

"I can't really say I miss it," Wen Can was silent for a moment and flicked off the ash from his cigarette, "It's just that sometimes, I suddenly feel like I've forgotten something - you know people's memories are not very trustworthy."

After a long while, Chen Rong sighed deeply: "I understand. That's why since I came to Yuzhou, I often sneak to Yushan University at night, stroll around the playground where she used to walk, stand on the podium where she used to stand. Sometimes I feel like she's still alive, but it's too late and she's already gone home to sleep."

"That's really enviable." Wen Can said, "I can't have this kind of illusion. Every time I think of her, I am reminded of the fact that she is dead. If only I hadn't seen the explosion with my own eyes, maybe I could give myself some illusions occasionally like you."

Chen Rong fell silent again.

After a while, he patted Wen Can's shoulder and said, "Actually, I'm struggling too."

He let out a breath: "I have thought about it countless times, and I was impulsive countless times after meeting Wen Rong - I thought why not kill him with my own hands, I can free myself, and you don't have to bear the sins of the secular world. But no matter how many times, I held back."

He sat on the ground, his knees drawn up to his chest, his elbows resting on his knees, and cigarette ash fell from his fingertips in a flurry.

His eyes were looking towards the night outside, and he had a contradictory illusion of being confused yet confident: "Because no matter how many times I calculate it, I am absolutely sure that only if you take action can he truly get the ending he deserves."

"You are his son, so naturally you can anger him. You are also Chi Wandao's son, so naturally you have the qualifications to judge him. You have the blood of both the perpetrator and the victim flowing in your body. You are the most cruel and terrifying executioner in the world to him."

"He should have wept bitterly and confessed at your feet, then felt helplessly angry and accused you, and finally regretted why he didn't kill you. Only in front of you can he experience what real hell is - just like in that live broadcast, you drove him crazy with just applause."

Chen Rong glanced at Wen Can and said, "After watching that live broadcast, I am even more convinced - only you can give him the highest level of pain, and only you can make him accept the most terrible trial."

"..."

Wen Can didn't say anything. Tiny sparks burned slowly at his fingertips, then turned into dead ashes bit by bit.