Chapter 4250 What a pity...

"Is that pitiful?" Duan Yanbing slowly raised the corners of his lips: "You are pitiful like this, then my mother was alone and took me a young child, helpless, poor and sick. Still being bullied, tortured in pain and despair, and dying slowly day by day, what is that?"

  Duan Yanbing's words made Yan Wenqing feel like a knife.

   He clenched his fists, closed his eyes, and repeated in his heart: Ruan Ruan, sorry, sorry, sorry...

  Just... his Ruan Ruan has left this world...

  No matter how many times he says I’m sorry, she won’t come back.

  If she was still alive, how good would it be?

  As long as she is still alive, no matter what she becomes, he will hold her in his palm, take good care of her, love her, take care of her, compensate her...

Unfortunately……

  He turned his back and slammed a fist against the wall, tears of regret slipping out of his closed eyes.

  It's a pity, there is no if.

  In this life, he will never see his Ruan Ruan again.

  Fortunately, Ruan Ruan left him a blood line...their son...

   Fortunately, Ruan Ruan gave him a son. Otherwise, after he knew the truth, he would definitely be tempted to kill everyone.

   Then follow Ruan Ruan and leave this world.

  Fortunately, he and Ruan Ruan also have a son...their son is the continuation of his love and life with Ruan Ruan.

  He will definitely protect him and Ruan Ruan’s son.

  No matter who dares to hurt him... even his biological daughters, as long as they dare to hurt him, he will let them die without a place to bury them!

  Duan Yanbing's words, Zhao Manlu couldn't find words to refute.

  The fact is that Duan Ruan Ruan is more miserable than their mother and daughter.

  But she can't just recognize it like that.

   just recognized that, their mother and daughter will definitely end up more miserable than Duan Ruan.

  She shook her head in a panic, "It's none of my business, it's your grandpa who did it, it's your grandpa who doesn't like your mother's background... it's all made by him, it has nothing to do with me!"

  Duan Yanbing curled her lips mockingly: "The five men who were castrated were also sent by Yan Yonghe?"

   Zhao Manlu bit her head and lied, "Yes! Those five men were also sent by your grandfather."

"Heh," Duan Yanbing sneered, "The five men are obviously from your Zhao family and your confidant. You said that those five men were sent by Yan Yonghe? There are so many Yan and Heijin, that Yan Yonghe doesn’t send Yan and Heijin’s people to do it. Zhao Manlu, do you treat me as a fool?”

"I don't know...I don't know...I don't know..." Zhao Manlu shook her head frantically, "It wasn't me who did it, and it's not my daughter's business. You let me go, let us go, or else... Go sue you! Yes, I’ll sue you! You castrated five men! If I call the police, the police will arrest you, you go quickly, leave here quickly, and you will no longer look for our mother and daughter in the future, I will hide it for you Now, you go..."

  Yan Wenqing said coldly: “The five men weren’t A Yan who made them castrate, but I made them castrate! You have to call the police, even if you do, I have to see if the police will arrest me!"

  Hearing his voice, Zhao Manlu's body trembled violently, and she turned her head to look at him.

  When her eyes fell on Yan Wenqing's face, she suddenly became extremely complicated: despair, pain, pleading... all kinds of emotions were intertwined, and in a flash, she burst into tears.

  (End of this chapter)