"Your sister and I have been dating since the first semester of high school... You didn't bring any money to buy food that time, and your sister asked me to help you pay for it. She knew you didn't like her, so she asked me to help you...

"

The hand that was rubbing Feng Qian's cheek was frozen in mid-air.

Zhang Xinrou was stunned for a long time, shaking her head lightly as if she didn't want to believe it.

"No...impossible..."

"Your sister has never shown off anything to you, she has always just wanted to share it with you..."

His wife's face appeared in Feng Qian's memory, and his eyes began to turn red.

"She has always loved you the most. When you were bullied in high school...who helped you settle it? When you were in college...did you really think that your parents paid you for your living expenses? Even if she left

That day, the last thing I talked about was you..."

Feng Qian's voice has become hoarse.

He grasped the opponent's collar with his hand, first tightly, and then slowly loosened it, as if he had lost his soul, and as if he had let go of something.

Although she has done unforgivable things, she is still the sister whom her deceased wife never forgot and cared about before she left...

Closing his eyes, Feng Qian raised his head and exhaled deeply.

"Go away. Don't appear in front of our father and daughter again..."

Zhang Xinrou froze on the spot, thinking that her ears had heard wrongly.

"Hurry up and leave!! While I can still bear it!!!"

Accompanied by Feng Qian's roar, Zhang Xinrou woke up as if from a dream. She didn't care about the broken plates on the ground and hurriedly got up.

He stumbled and disappeared from Feng Qian's sight.

Feng Qian looked at this home and stood there dumbly.

I don't know how long it took before I started to take steps.

Step by step……

He unknowingly came to the room where Zhang Xinrou lived.

A box was dug out from under the other party's bed.

There are bamboo strips and hemp ropes in the box, as well as many, many indescribable tools...

Holding the rope that had bound Feng Shuyan in his hand, Feng Qian leaned against the wall and slid down bit by bit, finally falling to the ground.

Holding the rope, he buried his face deeply into it.
Chapter completed!