Murong Tianjiao completely pinned his hope on Fu Shenyan's compassion, without mentioning how inhumane he was when he attacked his nephew.

If I hadn't come with Fu Shenyan today, Zhian and I would never know how far this "everyone is a family" woman can sell her family for her own life.

"You are really Murong Nanchuan's good daughter." grinding the back slot teeth, if you didn't put your hand on Zhian's shoulder at the moment, you would have pinched it tightly. "If you didn't see through your plan today, Zhian was really tied by you. Have you ever thought about how much damage a six-year-old child would leave in his heart!"

Murong Tianjiao, who was crying just now, suddenly shut up. Maybe he felt guilty and didn't dare to see my peace with him. His eyes flickered and had no focus. "I... my people naturally know the weight and won't scare the children. Besides, brother has subdued all my people. What if you want to add guilt..."

"Don't you admit your mistake?" Fu Shenyan's voice sounded faintly.

Murong Tianjiao pressed his head lower and even his neck tightly. "Zhian has nothing wrong. Why am I wrong..."

Fu Shenyan squeezed out a sentence from his teeth, "never repent."

Then he glanced at me and Zhian at the door and said indifferently, "Fu Zhian, listen clearly and see clearly?"

I noticed that Zhian's eyebrows had been frowning.

"HMM." Zhian nodded and replied, "clear, clear."

Fu Shenyan raised his chin slightly, narrowed his eyes, and a trace of gloom flashed across the bottom of his eyes. "Remember, you have only one name in the future, Fu Zhian, Murong family, and no relatives."

"Know." Zhian nodded continuously, suddenly remembered something and asked, "what about the second uncle?"

"I will explain with you in the future." Fu Shenyan's voice did not fluctuate, and he could not guess his state of mind at the moment, but it was obviously not suitable to ask questions again and again.

Zhian knew his temper, wrote it down silently and didn't speak again.

When he looked at Murong Tianjiao again, Fu Shenyan's eyes were much colder, "I gave you a chance."

Those who have a little brain know what this sentence means. Murong Tianjiao is completely hysterical, stands up and keeps retreating, "no, you can't do this. Zhian has nothing. You can't kill me!"

Fu Shenyan stood still, like an invisible mountain. Moving quietly, he would step on her at any time.

"It's too easy to die. As early as the moment I learned that you published the death obituary, you had died once. It was brother sister friendship that saved you. Now, you should try what it means. Life is better than death."

He heaved a heavy sigh of relief, and his thin lips gently opened, "come in."

The voice fell. Chen Yi came in from the door with several bodyguards. Murong Tianjiao thought he was going to take her away and hid in the corner of the wall. His body was close to the wall and was full of rejection.

However, the bodyguards turned a corner and went to the bed. They bent to lift Yunye and directly carried the people out.

"What are you going to do to Yunye? Let go! Let go of him, let go!"

"Ah --"

Chen Yi's men, like him, obey orders and prohibitions without any pity for jade. With a big hand, Murong Tianjiao fell to the ground. His smooth forehead hit the head cabinet, and immediately blood flowed.

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