Bold and passionate love: Acting coquettishly in Mr. Huo's arms

He thought he was roaring with all his might, but in reality the sound he made was so low and ugly that it couldn't even be heard in the living room.

What's more, the servants of the Ruan family have long been accustomed to the chaos during this period. In order to protect themselves, they will not suddenly come out no matter how loud the commotion outside is.

"Dad, have you forgotten? You were afraid of being embarrassed, so you told the servants to go back to their rooms before you hit me."

Ruan Weisi gradually revealed a sudden smile, staring at him coldly, and said in a cold voice: "You have ruined my face, and I can't let you continue to ruin my life. Dad, maybe you have never loved me, but now, you should also pay a little for your daughter."

"Go die! If you die, I won't be in pain anymore!"

She went completely crazy, screamed, raised the heavy wooden ornament with both hands, and smashed it down with red eyes!

"No...ah, ugh!"

Ruan Zeming let out a scream, which then turned into a dull hum, and he died down in a few seconds.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The sound that makes your teeth ache is endless.

The sound of a heavy object hitting flesh and bones was creepy, accompanied by heavy breathing and a woman's low, shrill laugh.

By the time Ruan Weisi stopped, her hands were completely sore and limp, and Ruan Zeming was lying on the ground quietly without any movement.

Ruan Weisi's hands were shaking violently, not sure if it was because he was too tired or because he was scared.

She stretched out her hand tremblingly and touched Ruan Zeming's nostrils, but it was empty, without a trace of breath.

"Dead, dead! Hahaha, you're dead!"

Seeing him dying with his eyes wide open, Ruan Weisi suddenly threw his head back and burst into laughter, tears streaming down his face as he angrily cursed, "Old man, are you going to get up and hit me again? You're already dead, I won! How are you going to marry me to that Mr. Li? Get up!"

Of course the dead wouldn't respond to her.

Ruan Weisi was venting and roaring like a madman, but tears were falling uncontrollably.

When she finally calmed down, she belatedly realized she was afraid.

Looking at the blood all over the floor and Ruan Zeming's body, she suddenly met his gray eyes and screamed, "Ah——"

He quickly took two steps back, shaking like a sieve.

She, she killed someone.

She killed Ruan Zeming with her own hands.

What should she do?

Fear surged in her heart and she felt a huge panic.

She didn't want to go to jail, she didn't want to be arrested! She was still young, she had a long life ahead of her, and she was going to marry Cheng Min and become his bride. How could she become a murderer?!

Cheng Min, yes, she still has Cheng Min!

As if grabbing a life-saving straw, Ruan Weisi hurriedly grabbed the mobile phone that was thrown aside and hurriedly dialed Cheng Min's number.

Cheng Min had just come out of the mental hospital after visiting Fan Wanqing. He said to Mr. Fan, who had become much more distant from him, with a normal expression, "Don't worry, Uncle Fan. I will visit Wanqing regularly and will definitely not let anything happen to her."

"Ah."

Mr. Fan responded coldly, but when he thought about the answer he got from the doctor, he couldn't help but feel a little shaken.

He did find out that Fan Wanqing had met Cheng Min every time before she went crazy, but it was normal for an engaged couple to meet, and he had been trying to bring the two together, so it wasn't substantial evidence.

Thinking about the fact that when Fan Wanqing went to kill someone, the wedding dress she wore was prepared by Cheng Min, and even the rented cars were paid for by him, Mr. Fan couldn't help but feel disgusted.

Now he was full of doubts, and he couldn't tell whether he really had a premonition, or was just taking his anger out on Fan Wanqing because she had made a terrible mistake and he couldn't accept it.

But even though he was cold towards Cheng Min and withdrew all his help to the Cheng family, Cheng Min still came to visit Fan Wanqing from time to time.

Even their parents would be lazy sometimes, but he would come whenever he was free, feed them and chat with them personally, and he never got angry even when he was attacked by the crazy Fan Wanqing.

Could such a good son-in-law really do such a terrible thing?

President Fan became increasingly shaken, but his expression finally softened a bit. He sighed and said, "Since your current project is stuck, why don't you come to see your uncle? Although you and Wanqing couldn't hold your wedding, you've already obtained your marriage certificate. We're actually a family now."

If there had been no wedding, Cheng Min would have started calling him "Dad" now.

Mr. Fan sighed.

He and Mrs. Fan are already quite old, and it is impossible for them to take care of Fan Wanqing for the rest of their lives.

She looked obviously unable to take care of herself. If it was a misunderstanding, he would regret losing such a good son-in-law like Cheng Min for the rest of his life.

"It's just a small matter. No need to trouble Uncle Fan."

Cheng Min didn't take the opportunity to take credit for it. Instead, he shook his head and said gently, "Uncle Fan and Aunt Fan must be very sad because of Wanqing's matter. How can I bother you with such a thing? Don't worry about it. As long as you and Aunt Fan take good care of your health, I will be very happy."

Hearing him say this, Mr. Fan became more shaken, and a sense of guilt welled up in his heart.

Before he could say a few more words, Cheng Min's cell phone rang.

He sent Mr. Fan to the car and watched him leave. Then he coldly answered his phone, which had rang three or four times, and replied indifferently, "Hello?"