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Chapter 85

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped into the ward with steady steps, and Feng Yu's slender figure appeared in everyone's sight——

He frowned slightly and looked at An Lan, obviously hearing what she just said.

She said that she was the culprit who killed her eldest brother?

An Lan turned around when he heard the footsteps. When he saw Feng Yu, he immediately pointed at him and said, "He is the real murderer. He is the culprit who killed my eldest brother. That's him!"

The two servants stood up and greeted Feng Yu. The latter nodded slightly and walked towards An Lan without saying a word.

Mo Yan, who was following him, stepped forward and shook hands with the public servant: "You two, please come over and have a few words."

"You have also seen Miss An's mental state. She is not able to accept questioning yet. Please first..."

While Mo Yan was negotiating with the public servant, Feng Yu had already walked up to An Lan, looking at her with a hint of tenderness and distress between his brows.

"An Lan..."

"Don't call me, you don't deserve to be called by my name, you are a murderer!" An Lan glared at him, her scarlet eyes filled with hatred, as if she wanted to pounce on him and bite him to death.

Feng Yu's expression did not change. He sighed helplessly and said softly: "I am also very sorry about An Zhongjie's matter. I have asked Mo Yan to handle it and give him a decent funeral."

An Zhongjie wanted to blow him up. He could have ignored it and even left An Zhongjie without a grave. But he didn't do that because that person was An Lan's eldest brother after all.

He resented An Lan, even tortured her, and imprisoned her at all costs because of his possessiveness.

However, it is undeniable that these possessive desires are also mixed with other complex emotions.

He had never faced it formally before. It was not until An Lan faked his death and disappeared that he vaguely realized something.

That's why he was so angry at what An Lan did, and even lost his mind and broke her leg.

He just wanted to keep her by his side and make her his forever.

For this reason, after getting her promise, he took her to the hospital. Unexpectedly, something like that happened on the way.

"There's no need for you to be hypocritical! Feng Yu, you've already hurt my eldest brother like that, why don't you let him go? Why?"

An Lan glared at him angrily and raised his hands to hit him, while Feng Yu suffered in silence.

Her fist was not heavy, but he felt very uncomfortable.

He was obviously the one who was going to be killed, so why did he become the culprit now?

"An Lan, can you calm down first? Your feet have just been fixed, don't move around." He grabbed her hand and comforted her softly.

But An Lan still struggled unappreciatively, tears kept falling, and she yelled in a hoarse voice: "Why? Why do you say that my eldest brother deliberately murdered? He doesn't deserve to die, he doesn't deserve to die at all!"

"My eldest brother is a good person. He does everything for me. He is not a bad person. He does not deserve to die!"

An Lan tore Feng Yu's clothes, all the resentment in her heart poured out, she gritted her teeth and said: "It's all you, you killed my eldest brother! You came after me when you hated me, why did you let my eldest brother die so miserably?"

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"An Lan, listen to me! I never thought about letting your brother die from the beginning to the end. His death was an accident! If he hadn't done something like that and made the police misunderstand, he wouldn't have..."

In the final analysis, An Zhongjie's death was caused by himself.
Chapter completed!
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