Yinyin does not live at home normally and is only taken home during festivals.

That day he saw his sister and was in a good mood, but his father was depressed.

After a few glasses of wine, my father suddenly started to move his hands to Yinyin.

All the beauty was broken in an instant.

The servant at home fled away in fear, was beaten and cried loudly. The mother pulled her father to stop the tragedy, but the father pushed her down hard, the elder brother carried her back to the room, while the father dragged Yin Yin and strode out.

The moonlight illuminated the dark night outside, but Fu Shiting felt dark.

He wanted to end this painful day! The root of the pain comes from his father. Therefore, as long as he kills his father, there will be no more pain in this family.

That night, he ended his father's life with his own hands.

"An An, it's not what you think... Yin Yin is my closest person, how could I..." Fu Shiting tried to explain to her.

At this time, the bedroom door was pushed open to Qin An'an.

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Ruila held a watch in his hand and ran quickly to Qin An'an.

"Mom! Who are you talking to?" Rilla looked at the cell phone in her hand with curiosity. "The teacher sent a form and asked the parents to fill it out. She wanted to take it to school tomorrow morning. I almost forgot about this!"

Qin Anan immediately hung up the phone and took the watch handed over by his daughter.

"Mom will fill it out now." Qin Anan put down his cell phone and went to find a pen.

"Mom, what is it written on this table?" Ruila followed Qin Anan like a little follower.

"This is a form to fill in family information." Qin Anan found the pen and sat down at the table. "My mother didn't need to fill in this when she was in school."

"Oh, why do you need to fill it out now?"

"Maybe the teacher wants to know you better." Qin Anan felt that the student's family information had nothing to do with the students' study in school, but since the school asked him to fill it in, then fill it in.

However, when she filled in the child's father column, she hesitated.

Do you want to write Fu Shiting’s name?

If Fu Shiting's name is written, the teacher will definitely take good care of Rhela in the future.

After thinking quickly, she decided that the column was empty.

Fu Shiting looked at the hanging-up call and felt extremely depressed.

This matter was difficult to explain on the phone in a few words. I could only wait for He Zhunzhi's wedding to tell her in person.

At night, Qin Anan couldn't sleep.

Fu Shiting didn't finish his words, but after she filled out the form for Rilla, he did not call or send her another message.

He didn't continue, and she didn't want to ask.

Because they had a quarrel at that time.

She was afraid that continuing on this topic would lead to a worse relationship between the two.

At about three in the morning, she finally fell asleep slowly.

This time I didn't sleep well.

She dreamed of Tang Qiaosen, who died not long ago.

In the dream, she and Tang Qiaosen met for a while. Tang Qiaosen was graceful and gentlemanly to her. But suddenly, Tang Qiaosen grabbed her hand and shouted with a ferocious look on his face: Fu Shiting has killed someone! Fu Shiting has killed someone! Qin Anan, stay away from him! Otherwise, the next one he kills will be you!


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