"Su Yuyan, I don't understand what you're talking about!"

Lan Zitong gave this woman a vicious look, if it wasn't for her appearance, he wouldn't be where he is today.

Su Yuyan has a cold temperament and a proud expression, like a white plum blossom blooming on a cliff.

Faint, seemingly indifferent, but with an indescribable sense of persistence and justice.

She suddenly stood up from the chair by the shamelessness of this woman.

Nan Jin's deep brows showed a hint of worry, and quickly squeezed his wife's hand, pulled her to sit down, and coaxed lightly: "Yanyan, don't be angry, I'm here to judge this woman, don't be angry!"

"Okay, my husband is handed over to you, I'm too lazy to care about this shameless woman" Su Yuyan's eyes flashed suddenly.

She grabbed a handful of spiced melon seeds from her pocket, sat and nibbled, with a calm face waiting to watch the play.

Nan Jinshen slowly hooked her lips.

He smiled indifferently, and then his cold eyes swept to Lan Zitong: "Lan Zitong, let me ask you one last time, who gave you the poison?"

"I practiced it myself." Lan Zitong's voice was full of fear.

Nan Jinshen's face was full of disbelief.

Like a big ice cube, he sat down on the stool, his slender left leg folded over his right leg, and his eyes were expressionless, with dark tides in his eyes.

He sneered on his cheeks, and showed a smirk at the woman with a face of panic, fear and nervousness: "Lan Zitong, are you sure that you practiced this poison yourself?"

"Yes, this poison was refined by myself and has nothing to do with others."

Lan Zitong didn't dare to look at the man, clenched his fingers, his face turned pale instantly.

Not admitting death is indeed a necessary practice for every shameless person.

Nan Jin's deep contempt for this woman deepened. He clapped his hands and asked Mocheng to find tools for refining poison.

He raised his eyelids with a half-smiling smile, and asked people to throw the drug-making tools in front of her, and said slowly, "Okay, Lan Zitong, since you think you created this poison yourself, then face me. Do it again."

"I forgot……"

Lan Zitong took a deep breath, and said with trembling lips: "Nan Shao, for the sake of my love for you over the years, please forgive me once, and I will kowtow to you..."

"Shut up, you don't deserve to mention the word like!"

Nan Jin clenched her fists in disgust, stared at her deeply and angrily: "You and your aunt are really scorpion-hearted women, your aunt killed my mother, you want to kill my wife, and you want me to forgive me. Here you are, dream!"

"Nan Shao... I really didn't do it on purpose. Besides, your wife wasn't poisoned to death, how can you let me go?" Lan Zitong did not give up and went into the final negotiation.

Nan Jinshen had never seen such a shameless woman.

As long as he thought that this woman almost killed his wife and unborn child, this calm and self-controlled man suddenly became angry.

He clenched his fists and said angrily: "Can you be high with money? Can you use money to save people's lives? Can you do whatever you want with money? Lan Zitong, you are really hopeless! Since your parents gave birth to you, it's not good. If I educate you, then I will give you a good life lesson for him today!"

"Young Master Nan, uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu... I like you for so many years, but you've fallen in love with such a humble woman. How can you let me be reconciled? How can I swallow it? Take this breath!"

"If you can't swallow it, then go to hell!" Nan Jinshen ignored the woman's hypocrisy at all, and directly issued the final verdict.

Lan Zitong's face was pale, and it took a while for him to fully digest Nan Jinshen's words.

She was full of horror and disbelief: "Nan Jinshen... You are not a judge, you are not a policeman, you have no right to kill me?"

"Hehe, Miss Lan, what are you still doing daydreaming now? This is Tai country, not Huaxia! Killing you is just a matter of moving your fingers, do you still expect someone to save you? ?"

Su Yuyan's icy face was covered with frost. When she saw this woman for the first time, she felt sympathy. She only thought that she was an idiot who was trapped in love and could not love.

But what this woman did time and again broke her bottom line.

She has no sympathy for her now, only deep-rooted hatred.

Lan Zitong looked at this arrogant and aloof woman, her eyes were red with jealousy: "Bitch, shut up, if it wasn't for you, Brother Nan wouldn't have done this to me, what are you? Is it your turn to speak sarcastically in front of me?"

"Lan Zitong! Shut up! Who are you talking to?" Nan Jin couldn't bear it anymore, and stood up from the seat, moving as fast as lightning, and in the next second, a knife pierced the woman's head. Ear, cut off her left ear straight, and instantly, scarlet blood kept coming out.

There was a particularly mournful scream in the prison.

When Lan Zitong was wearing handcuffs, she covered her left ear, and the trickle of blood kept flowing from her slender fingers...

She was in so much pain that she was in a cold sweat, her whole ear turned into a blood hole, and she kept bleeding out.

She is a pampered and aloof young lady, her ears were cut off like this, and she kept screaming in fright on the spot, and her voice was terrifying and creepy.

Nan Jin looked at the woman indifferently, her voice even colder: "Remember, speak politely to my wife, otherwise, I will cut off your other ear!"

"Nan Jinshen, you are so cruel! It was a waste of time for me to love you so much, yet you treat me like this, do you still have any conscience..." Lan Zitong screamed hoarsely with tears on her face.

She really couldn't accept the painful reality that her ear was cut off by the man she loved the most.

Nan Jinshen didn't care about this woman at all, he just put away the knife lightly, stood in front of Lan Zitong, looked down at her, his voice was frosty: "Who gave you the poison? Lan Zitong, I finally ask You do it once, don't say it within ten numbers, to ensure that your heads are separated!!!"

The head is separated... No, she must not end up with such a dead body!

She is the second young lady of the Lan family, the jewel in the palm of everyone's favor.

She is not willing to die like this, absolutely not willing! ! !

However, in a foreign country, she became a prisoner of others, and no one came to save her.

She has been forced into a desperate situation, and there is no other way to go except death.

If so, there is nothing to remember.

Lan Zitong raised his eyes and met the man's eyes, then he took out a bit of bitter powder from his nails, put it in his mouth, and laughed loudly: "Nan Jinshen, even if he died, he wouldn't tell who gave me the poison. Wait, this is not over, someone will avenge me sooner or later!"

"You—" Nan Jinshen immediately went up, grabbed the woman's neck, and forced her to spit out the powder, but it was useless. This crazy and vicious woman had already swallowed the poison, begging for death.