Mr. Bo, my wife has offered 100 billion to break off the engagement.

Wang Zhenye snorted, his wrinkled eyes filled with malice: "What can I do? Everyone is dead. Of course, I should send the photo of the urn to Cheng Xiaoya. I want to see if she wants to keep the couple." Her secret recipe is useless, but she still wants to see her parents crushed to ashes!"

Wang Yunjin: "??!"

Who came up with this vicious plan? !

Isn't Wang Zhenye afraid of being haunted by the ghosts of Cheng's parents? !

Everything is dug out now!

Is it still too late to remind Cheng Xiaoya? !

Villa in the suburbs of Beijing.

Except for the living room, no room in the small villa covering an area of ​​[-] square meters has lights on.

People from the Jiuxuan Sect were scattered to every corner to guard the safety of the villa. Cheng Xiaoya was on the verge of a mental breakdown today.

After finally relaxing, I couldn't hold it any longer so I just found an empty room to sleep.

Cheng Xuehan's high fever has subsided, and Cheng Li's wounds show no signs of inflammation. The two elders of the Cheng family slept soundly after taking Ye Ning's pills.

Qu Ting walked around the villa and returned to the living room.

Jin Yiduan sat on the sofa and wiped his weapons silently. Several unique butterfly knives were neatly placed on the coffee table.

After finishing Bo Hannian's task, Qin Feng stretched out his long legs and rested his head on the back of the sofa with his eyes closed to relax.

At his feet, Qin Hua was gagged.

My eyelids started to fight up and down, but I still didn't dare to sleep.

After finally closing it, he suddenly opened it again, fearing that Qu Ting and the others would wipe his neck while he was asleep.

Qu Ting glanced at the circle of people with a calm expression.

He found a seat and sat down too. He took out his phone and looked at the time. "It will be dawn soon. Why haven't Teacher Ye and Master Bo come back yet?"

Jin Yi placed the last butterfly knife on the coffee table and breathed a sigh of relief as if he had completed a great undertaking.

He raised his hand to get himself a cup of tea, took a sip and said calmly: "It should be soon. Qingcheng is not far from here, no matter how difficult it is to deal with those few people. With the young master's ability, it is not difficult to bring them back. .”

"There are still two days until the trial starts." Nanzhou caught up on his sleep.

Rubbing his eyes, he walked out of the room, "It's okay for the two of them to be delayed at all on the way. Anyway, the Wang family can't think of any other tricks to deal with the Cheng family now."

"Everything will be settled once the court is held."

Qin Feng slowly opened his eyes, "But why do I always feel unsettled?"

It's still raining outside.

Purple lightning flashed across the night sky, and the room flickered between light and dark, creating an uneasy atmosphere and stirring everyone's nerves.

Qin Feng couldn't remember the last time he saw such extreme weather.

However, I wonder if he is thinking too much.

He always felt that something big was going to happen outside.

Nanzhou glanced at him and said, "Don't be so talkative. Although the public opinion on the Internet is still fermenting, there are almost signs of a change because of our court summons. Everyone in the Cheng family is under our protection, and they are still What can happen??"

Qin Feng shook his head. He didn't know clearly, "Maybe I'm overthinking..."

"Xiao Ning! Xiao Ning!"

Before he finished speaking, Cheng Xiaoya, who had already fallen asleep, suddenly rushed out of the room.

Her eyes were blood red, and she was holding the phone tightly in her hand. She looked at everyone in the living room in a panic. She turned around and didn't see Ye Ning. She was about to rush out of the villa with her phone in her arms.

"Miss Cheng!"

Qu Ting was closest to her position. Seeing this, she quickly held down Cheng Xiaoya and said, "Miss Cheng, Teacher Ye and the others haven't come back yet! Are you looking for her?"

"Yes, yes, I'm looking for Xiao Ning."

Cheng Xiaoya spoke incoherently, and the hand holding the phone was trembling, "There is no time! Can you call Xiao Ning and ask her to come back quickly? There is really no time!"

"What happened?" Qin Feng's eyebrows skipped a beat and he asked this question.

Nanzhou secretly cursed the crow's mouth and walked over with long legs, "Miss Cheng, can you show me your mobile phone?"

From the very beginning, Cheng Xiaoya was clutching her cell phone.

That's definitely where the problem lies.

He reached out to take it without waiting for Cheng Xiaoya's consent.

Cheng Xiaoya's usually clear and tough eyes were confused and helpless at the moment.

There was no reaction to Nanzhou's extended hand and he let him take the phone away.

He just kept mumbling that there was no time, and looked like he was being greatly stimulated.

"brute!"

Nanzhou turned his attention to the mobile phone, and after just one glance, he couldn't help but curse.

When Jin Yi and the others saw this, they also came around. When he stood up, he didn't forget to put away the butterfly knife on the table, "What's wrong? Who sent a message to Miss Cheng?"

Nanzhou turned his phone over, and a message from an unknown number suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Qu Ting, who was holding Cheng Xiaoya in her arms to comfort her, leaned over and took a look. The temperature in her eyes suddenly dropped, "These people are so abominable!"

"Asshole, what should we do now?!" Qin Feng gritted his teeth.

Even if he wasn't Cheng Xiaoya, he couldn't help but tremble with anger when he saw the message above!

who? !

He actually used the ashes of his dead parents as a threat!

If you don't hand over the things, will the Cheng family's parents' ashes be carried away? !

They really underestimated how perverted the Wang family was!

Jin Zhou's body temperature was also frighteningly cold, "I'm going to call the young master right now. I can't delay it any longer. Qu Ting, please calm down Miss Cheng."

The Wang family all said it.

If the secret recipe is not handed over within three days, they will scatter the ashes of Cheng's parents into the soil.

No wonder Cheng Xiaoya had such a big reaction.

None of them would be able to calm down about this kind of thing!

They really don't have time to wait any longer!

When Ye Ning received the call, she was already on the highway.

In the back seat of the low-key black Porsche, she glanced at the cold-faced Bo Hannian beside her, pursed her lips, and didn't know how to comfort him for a moment.

Thinking of the scene they saw when they rushed into the house amidst Hua Rong's roaring voice.

Ye Ning almost spit it out in front of everyone!

A few hours ago, she and Bao Hannian stepped into the Wang family's small building.

There was no furniture in the very large living room. There was a folding bed placed against the wall in the empty environment.

Next to the bed were various medical instruments that were not advanced, barely keeping the person on the bed alive.

The closer they got to the woman, the worse the stench that penetrated their nostrils became.

When Ye Ning walked up to it, the soaring smell made her eyes turn white.

The quilt covering the woman's body had not been washed for who knows how long, and its original color could only be seen among the masses of black.

There were yellow marks on the sheet under the bed, which looked like blood stains or something else.

"Is this man still alive?"