The gloomy sky was pressing down on my head, and there were knocking sounds in the quiet cemetery, which made the birds in the forest fly away in shock!

The sound of knocking hits people's hearts again and again, making people involuntarily think of horrific scenes in movies.

The person guarding the cemetery went to take a look out of curiosity. When he saw several big men digging graves there, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

But he didn't stop him. He touched the money that was still warm in his pocket, shook his head, and turned to leave.

The man said that his wife was buried inside, so it was reasonable for him to dig the grave, and he had no reason to stop it.

Here, Feng Yu stood in front of the tombstone with a stern face, staring at the photo on the tombstone with stern eyes, with some inexplicable stubbornness shining in his eyes.

"Smash it, you must dig out the ashes for me!" he said coldly.

Mo Yan stood aside, glanced at the president hesitantly, and then quietly sent a message.

ten minutes later--

When Ling Yu received the message and rushed to the cemetery, the tombstone had been pushed aside, the soil behind it was pried open, and everything was exposed to the sun.

Ling Yu's heart was beating wildly, and he ran over and said angrily: "Stop! What are you doing?"

But those big men ignored him. Ling Yu turned around, grabbed Feng Yu's collar, and asked angrily: "Feng Yu, do you know what you are doing?"

Feng Yu glanced at him indifferently, lifted his thin lips and uttered two words: "dig a grave."

His tone was normal, as if he was talking about today's weather, but the words he spoke were so shocking.

Ling Yu frowned hard and said with a look of disapproval: "Feng Yu, stop! An Lan is dead, don't torment her anymore, let her rest in peace!"

Feng Yu raised his thick eyebrows, and an emotionless smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Rest in peace? She is not qualified! She died without my permission, and now she still wants to rest in peace. I will not let her do so!"

"Feng Yu, you are simply crazy! Her death was clearly caused by you. You tortured her to death and now you still refuse to let go?"

"That's all her fault!"

Ling Yu looked at Feng Yu with a strange feeling in his eyes. He felt that Feng Yu was really crazy!

"Feng Yu, I know you can't accept the news of An Lan's death for a while, but it has happened, and everything she owed you has been paid back to you! Even if you are unwilling, you should not take action against a dead person!"

Feng Yu looked at him, sneered, and grabbed his hand with his backhand. His face was gloomy and his voice was full of oppression: "Ling Yu, you care too much about An Lan! Don't forget, she is my wife, even if she dies.

She is also my woman!"

"You deliberately took her away from me, and now you are preventing me from digging the grave. Is the tomb empty? Or maybe you hid her and lied to me. You want to take her, don't you?"

Feng Yu stared at Ling Yu with his cold, sharp eyes, not missing the expression on his face.

After Ling Yu was stunned, he raised his fist angrily and hit Feng Yu. The opponent turned his face away from the fist and punched Ling Yu in the face with his backhand——

Sven's face turned red, Ling Yu staggered a step, and his glasses were knocked to the ground!

He cursed angrily in a low voice and rushed towards Feng Yu.

Not to be outdone, the latter snorted and stepped forward to greet him!

We were punched several times while we were going back and forth. Seeing this, Mo Yan asked the bodyguard to separate the two of them, block Ling Yu, and said: "Doctor Ling, stop hitting!"

Ling Yu glared at Feng Yu angrily, took two steps back, wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, and said coldly: "Feng Yu, you are simply a mad dog!"

Feng Yu sneered and brushed the blood on the corners of his lips with his slender fingers, "Keep digging!"

Ling Yu stopped talking and stood aside with a sullen face, not knowing what he was thinking.

Mo Yan glanced at the two of them and shook his head secretly. He originally thought that Dr. Ling's arrival could dissuade the CEO.

But I didn't expect...the two of them would end up in this situation.

The sound of ping-ping-pong-pong continued, and the atmosphere was as oppressive as the weather. There was a faint thunder in the ears, but the long-awaited rain refused to fall.

The air is so stuffy that it makes people feel uncomfortable.

There was a clang——!

As the stone slab was lifted, revealing the coffin inside, the big man stopped and looked at Feng Yu.

Feng Yu's cold expression did not waver at all, and he said solemnly: "Open it!"

Following his command, the big man's crowbar reached into the coffin, and the rain that had been brewing for a long time fell in response.

The summer rain not only did not alleviate the sweltering heat, but actually evaporated the heat in the ground, making the air even more terrifyingly dull.

Feng Yu lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the coffin that was pried open by the big man. The plain urn came into view——

Ling Yu's expression changed, and he couldn't help but step forward and look at the urn, but did not stop Feng Yu's behavior.

Feng Yu's cold eyes were seen falling on the urn, and his expressionless face made it impossible to tell his emotions at the moment.

The raindrops hit the plain urn, as if the people inside were crying silently.

Feng Yu took a step forward, took out the urn, turned around and walked back the way he came.

Ling Yu stood in front of him again, frowned and asked: "Where do you want to take her?"

Feng Yu raised his eyes and glanced at him indifferently, and his tone became even colder, "Even if she is dead, I have the final say on how to dispose of her ashes."

After saying that, Feng Yu ignored Ling Yu, hugged the urn, and gradually disappeared into the rain.

Feng Yu and his group left just as quickly as they came.

Quietness returned to the cemetery, leaving only the hollowed out graves, which looked special in the rain.

After Ling Yu watched Feng Yu leave, he turned to look at the photo on the tombstone and whispered: "An Lan, this is all I can help you. I hope you leave as soon as possible and don't fall into his hands again.

"

Fortunately, he still somewhat understood Feng Yu.

Knowing how crazy he was, just in case Feng Yu really dug a grave, he specially made a fake urn, hoping not to use it.

Unexpectedly, within a few hours, Feng Yu had proven his madness with actual actions.

Now, he just hopes that Feng Yu will not discover the truth about the urn.

Perhaps, by the time he found out, An Lan had already flown away.
Chapter completed!