Chapter 940

But if Fu Tingyuan refuses to let go of himself, what should he do?

She was afraid that Fu Tingyuan would be lost in this self torment.

When Huarong went out, he saw Yanzong walking in with crutches under the crowd.

She retreated to one side and called out respectfully, "Uncle Yan."

Yan Zong nodded to her, then didn't say anything, and took people to Fu Tingyuan's ward.

His manner, with some anger.

Along with that layer of affability that he disguised in his old age, they all disappeared, leaving only the fierce atmosphere of shopping malls fighting for decades.

Huarong stood in a corner, watching Yanzong push the door into Fu Tingyuan's ward, hesitated for a moment, or turned and walked back.

The guard at the door stopped her, and she didn't want to go in. She just waited quietly.

She was worried that something would happen in the ward.

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on crutches, Yanzong walked in.

He looked at his son lying in the hospital bed and hated the iron and steel look: "you see what you look like now!"

Fu Tingyuan opened his eyes and said coldly, "what am I like now?"

Yanzong came over and looked at his haggard look, "for a woman, make yourself into this pair of virtue! Fu Tingyuan, what face do you have to be my son? "

Fu Tingyuan looked at him and sneered.

Yan Zongyang crutches, severely hit his face.

Fu Tingyuan's face deviated to the past, and a blue mark was smashed on his pale side face.

He didn't speak. He just looked at his father with hatred in his eyes.

Yanzong looked at his appearance, suddenly understood, he angry smile: "Fu Tingyuan, you even hate me?"

“……”

"You hate your father for a woman!" He is really angry smile, his most beloved son, unexpectedly so sentimental! Because a woman almost died in a different place, he still resents Ronan Chu's death.

Yanzong calmed down in his extreme anger.

He stood at the head of Fu Tingyuan's bed and sneered: "do you know why luonanchu died? It's not someone else. It's you. It's you, my useless son! If you have a little use, she can't die! You really don't look up to my things, but it's exactly the things you can't look up to that force you to marry a woman you don't like. If you had been in my place a day earlier, she would not have died

"Do you think I killed her? No, it's not. " He looked at him, word by word, "it's your incompetence that killed her. If you could figure it out earlier, Ronan would not have died. You're at the top of the world. What's blood relationship? Even if she is your cousin, you can marry her if you like. Unfortunately, you are useless. You can only watch her die. You can only be forced by me to marry Lu Mingyou. "

His tone was full of sarcasm.

Fu Tingyuan sat there with no expression.

After a long time, he looked up at Yanzong.

"You're right." He said quietly, "I did kill her."

In his deep, bottomless eyes, there was a whirlpool of dark cold light. Yanzong was looked at by him, as if by a poisonous poison in the throat, that moment climbed up from the bottom of his heart a trace of frightful coolness.

Yanzong stood there with a smile on his lips.

He finally made him what he wanted to be.

At this moment, his heart was filled with joy and joy.