The Mysterious Mad Wife Burns the Heavens

Su Sicheng was frightened by Mrs. Su's actions, and trotted over quickly, trying to lift the woman up from the ground.

However, Mrs. Su knelt on the ground persistently, begging in a crying voice, "Little Fourth Master, Jiao'er is a poor child, please forgive me and let her go."

Sheng Liting's face was gloomy, and anyone could tell that he was angry.

Su Sicheng forcefully pulled his mother up from the ground, and said in a more emphatic tone: "Stop making trouble, it's not Su Jiao's business alone."

Madam Su cried with tears streaming down her face, "That's your sister."

"I know she is my younger sister. If you continue to make trouble, you will lose the entire Su family."

Mrs. Su suddenly became quiet. She stood in the living room in a daze. Although the heating was full, she felt colder than ever before. The cold radiating from the cracks in her bones made her shiver involuntarily.

Does he mean to abandon Su Jiao and protect the Su family?
Su Sicheng looked at the ashen-faced Sheng Liting on the sofa who hadn't said a word, fearing that things might change, he dragged his mother out of the villa without delay.

Mrs. Su let his proudest son take her away like a walking corpse, she seemed to be on the tip of a knife with every step, which was unforgettable.

Su Sicheng comforted: "Don't worry, I will find a chance to let the fourth master let Xiaojiao go, but not now."

Madam Su pushed his hand away with a sneer, and walked forward on her own.

Su Sicheng looked at his mother's back, and frowned again. When the people below reported that she had come to Qihuan Mountain, he almost ran through a dozen red lights and rushed all the way.

But I didn't expect it to be a step too late.

None of them could guess what that little fourth master was thinking. He kept silent now, which made people even more disturbed.

The Sheng family has been investigating the Su family, and now Sheng Liting has known Xu Wanxin's secret, and their Su family seems to be standing on a cliff, and they may fall into this abyss at any time.

Inside the house, Sheng Liting stood in front of the French windows, and there was a faint light in the snow, but he still remained silent.

After packing everything up, Mama Chen didn't dare to make any noise, she gently opened the door with her small bag and left the villa.

In Qihuan Mountain, no one can stay overnight.

Of course, except for that Miss Su.

There was a dead silence in the house up and down, almost a needle could be heard.

Sheng Liting turned around, glanced out of the window inadvertently, but saw a dark mass writhing in the snow.

It was snowing heavily, piece by piece, but after a while, another thick layer of snow accumulated in the yard.

Sheng Liting stood in the courtyard with an umbrella, looking at the dying kitten on the ground, he looked around, probably curious about how this dirty thing came in.

The black kitten was curled up into a ball with the cold, and the snow dyed its hair white.

Sheng Liting took a few steps back in disgust, at least three meters away from it, he would never touch this cat whether it was dead or alive.

really dirty.

"Meow." The kitten gasped in pain.

Sheng Liting turned around in disgust. It was freezing cold, and he was out of his mind to find out.

However, after he took two steps, he stopped again.

Sheng Liting glanced back at the little black cat who didn't know if it had been frozen to death, walked over bravely, put a handkerchief on it, and finally lifted it up by its tail.

The kitten struggled a bit, maybe it was really frozen to death, so Sheng Liting carried it back to the villa.

Sheng Liting put the kitten on the carpet, quickly picked up the disinfectant, and frantically disinfected his hands seven or eight times. He seemed to feel that the air was not clean, so he disinfected the whole room.

Finally clean.

"Meow." The kitten on the ground called out again, it seemed that in the warm environment, it gradually came to life.

Sheng Liting covered his mouth and nose and exited the living room, standing in front of the bar, he looked at the little black cat that stood up precariously with a look of fear, his brows were furrowed into a river.

He didn't seem to understand why he brought the cat home.

The little black cat regained a little consciousness and began to walk unsteadily in the living room.

Sheng Liting stared straight at his eyes, it, it actually walked towards him.

The little black cat walked and lay down on the ground again, whining and chirping.

Sheng Liting covered his face with his hands, what was he doing?
As the night darkened, the heavy snow gradually stopped.

Fu Miaoran had never seen such a series of life-threatening phone calls, as if he was really rushing to save lives.

Could it be that the ancestor was stabbed by Su Jin again?
No, although his voice sounded a little flustered, it didn't feel like his life was hanging by a thread.

Fu Miaoran rushed all the way here, afraid that he would be a step too late, as if a murder case really happened here.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Fu Miaoran pushed open the door, and hurried in with the first aid kit.

The living room was empty.

Fu Miaoran was stunned for a moment, and was about to go to the bedroom to check what happened, but when he passed by the living room, he suddenly found something dark on the ground.

Does that thing still move?
Fu Miaoran took a closer look and was shocked, this is a cat!

This is when Gonggong hit Buzhou Mountain and the world turned upside down?

A cat appeared in Sheng Liting's house?
Fu Miaoran thought that she had read it wrong, rubbed her eyes, and reconfirmed that the dark thing was really a cat.

Sheng Liting's voice came from behind the bar, he pointed to the little guy on the ground and said: "It may be dying, you look at it and rescue it."

The corners of Fu Miaoran's mouth twitched, did he rush over in such a hurry just to save a cat?

No, no, he must have heard wrong.

Is this guy kidding himself?

Sheng Liting stretched his neck, nodded, "Take it a little farther away."

Fu Miaoran put down the first-aid kit and snorted softly, "I'm curious that it came in by itself."

When Sheng Liting thought of this, he felt that his hands were dirty again, so he quickly sprayed the disinfectant again.

Fu Miaoran noticed his movements and was really dumbfounded, "Don't tell me, you brought it in."

Sheng Liting twisted his neck stiffly, and for the first time in his life, he felt guilty and didn't know how to speak.

Fu Miaoran picked up the kitten and carried it into the bathroom.

Sheng Liting poked his probe in the direction of the bathroom, let out a long breath, he couldn't help laughing, how could he save a cat?

This is probably the biggest joke.

Sheng Liting tapped his forehead, he must have not rested well, he must have been stimulated by that crazy girl.

"Don't you think it's cute? It's fluffy, look at the little mouth, the little ears, and the little teeth, how cute it is."

Sheng Liting blinked, as if he saw the little girl holding the cat and walking around him.

"You're cuter." He blurted out.