Send you to the crematorium! Divorce and remarry the heir of a wealthy family

Slowly squatting down, she stretched out her hand and handed him a tissue, saying softly, "Are you okay? This is too torturous..."

However, that person was completely immersed in great sorrow and had no time to care about the actions of anyone around him. He just kept sobbing with his head down, and didn't even notice that there were people around him who cared about him.

"If you have any difficulties, please tell me. Maybe I can help you."

Mi Yan spoke again, trying to make the other person feel a little warmth and care.

After hearing this, the man finally raised his head, revealing a pair of tear-stained eyes and a face filled with fatigue and vicissitudes. "My father suddenly fell ill a few days ago. After being sent to the hospital, the examination results showed that his condition was quite serious. But just not long ago during the Spring Festival, he was able to eat and sleep normally. No one expected him to change so quickly..."

As he spoke, he wiped away the tears and snot from his face. "I'm a food delivery driver. I work hard every day to make money so that my family can live a better life. But now the situation at home has taken a turn for the worse. We can't even guarantee the most basic living needs... The most painful thing is that my mother passed away not long ago, and now only my elderly father is left, dying... Sigh..."

After hearing this, Mi Yan's heart was gripped tightly, and she felt a wave of sadness in her heart, "So it's because of lack of funds that the old man can't have surgery? How much money does it cost? Maybe I can help you raise some money..."

Hearing this, the young man immediately stopped wailing and his eyes lit up instantly.

As if finding a ray of hope in despair, he asked anxiously, "Can I really borrow money? I need more than 100,000 yuan. I have already sold my property to raise the money, but it is still not enough."

Although his clothes looked ordinary and inconspicuous, if you looked closely, you would notice that the girl had a piece of jewelry hanging around her neck that seemed to be very valuable. He had seen this jewelry by chance when he was delivering fast food to a villa in a luxurious community. At that time, the hostess accidentally dropped the necklace. Later, when he kindly picked it up and returned it, he noticed that it had a unique style and was said to be an expensive item, even worth up to 100,000 yuan.

The man quietly observed Mi Yan and noticed that all the clothes she wore were branded, and any one of them could cost tens of thousands of yuan.

This luxury made him feel both envious and helpless: Did he really have a chance to borrow enough money from this rich girl to treat his sick father?

"This is my phone number. Feel free to contact me if you need anything."

Mi Yan's voice was full of sincerity and trust, and she handed the man a business card with her name and contact information printed on it.

Just as he accepted the business card with tears of gratitude, a shrill ring suddenly interrupted the brief and delicate relationship between the two; after answering the call, the other party's face immediately turned extremely pale, and after hanging up, he looked even more sad and helpless.

After noticing this change, Mi Yan sat down on a chair nearby, looking at the man curiously with her clear, bright eyes, and asked in confusion, "What happened?"

At this moment, unexpected things happened one after another!

The man quickly took out a long fruit knife from his bag, and his eyes revealed a creepy and crazy look.

"Ha ha……"

He let out a dry laugh. "Now that it's all over, what do we have to lose!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he pointed at the bewildered girl in front of him and continued, "Why are you all always so rich and so lucky? We have to live in pain and struggle to survive! That exquisite necklace hanging around your neck is probably worth hundreds of thousands, right? Every piece of clothing on your body is also worth a lot of money... But what matters most to me is my father's medical expenses, which are actually about the same amount. Is this what equality is?"

The moment the man pulled out the knife, Mi Yan immediately took a few steps back.

Having received special training during this period, she was not frightened. Instead, she quickly turned around and rushed out the door, shouting for help: "Where is the security? Where is the security here!"

The onlookers were all frightened when they saw this scene, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

"Someone is killing someone with a knife, run!"

a man screamed.

"Run for your life! Something's wrong!"

A woman shouted in panic.

But the man only had eyes for Mi Yan. He chased her madly, his eyes full of despair and anger.

"There are so many rich people in this world. What if there's one more rich person like me? Why do I have to struggle for money all my life, while you are born to enjoy things that I can never have? This is so unfair! Let's die together."

His voice was hoarse and desperate, and he let out bursts of wild laughter as he chased Mi Yeon.

The guards from the hospital also arrived at the scene at this time. They were holding shields and ready to stop the irrational suspect.

"Lay down your weapons now or we will take action."

The guard said firmly.

"The police have been dispatched. If you surrender now, your punishment will be reduced."

Another guard added.

Mi Yan was grateful for her previous hard training, which helped her escape from danger at this critical moment.

Seeing a police team waiting not far away, hope is right in front of us.

However, at this moment, a child's cry was suddenly heard. When he turned around, he found that the man had kidnapped a little boy of six or seven years old.

The little boy was crying for help, tears and snot running down his face, sobbing non-stop.

The mother standing by was anxious and in tears, calling her son's name constantly.

"Haoyu, come and save people..." The woman's voice was full of helplessness and fear.

Mi Yan gritted her teeth and turned to the man and said, "What do you want to stop?"

The criminal held the child tightly in one hand, the sharp tip of the blade almost touching the child's neck, and sneered:

"I'm going to kill you!"

"I was just planning to help you!"

Mi Yan's voice was filled with undisguised shock and confusion, as if questioning where this sudden malice came from.

She really couldn't understand why her good intentions would be met with such betrayal.

His eyes were filled with madness, as if he had lost all reason. "Because you shouldn't have so much wealth! You should pay the price for it and atone for your sins! Why don't you sell these expensive and useless things and exchange them for food, and share it with those who starve every day and shiver in the cold wind? I no longer have a father, and life has no meaning to me, unless I can drag you to see the King of Hell with me! If not, I will drag this innocent child to death with me!"