Ex-wife strategy: Mr. Fu wants to spoil me

The alarm outside the window continued to sound, resounding throughout the sky.

After Bai Qian finished speaking, his chest stopped shaking, and the corners of his mouth pursed tightly.

Le Guanshan's health is so bad. Now that he has coughed several times, he feels like he has no energy left.

He handed over the letter in his hand and accidentally coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Stop and take a good look. This is the truth you want."

The truth was right in front of him. Bai Qian had been pursuing the truth for so many years, but he suddenly didn't dare to reach out and pick it up.

Le Guanshan grabbed his hand tremblingly and placed the letter in his palm.

"Don't make the same mistake again and again. These two children, Xie Feng and Yan Cheng, were the ones you watched grow up before. Yueyue liked them the most. What are you going to do now? Let Xie Feng die. Let Xie Feng die. If Yancheng's wife dies, she is still pregnant, and you have already committed many sins."

"So what?"

Bai Qian's reply was light and he still didn't think there was anything wrong with what he did.

Le Guanshan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, his face turned pale.

"You will know after reading it. Now I want to take Xie Feng and Sheng Mian away. If you want to stop me, then let me die in this room, just in time to meet Yueyue."

Le Yue committed suicide in this small foreign-style building. Now Le Guan Shan is tired and wants to find her.

Bai Qian's pupils shrank severely and he squeezed the letter in his hand tightly.

He still didn't open it, but watched Le Guan Shan slowly walk towards where Xie Feng was.

Fu Lin on the side wanted to take action, but was stopped by Bai Qian.

Fu Lin pursed her lips, wishing she could just kill Le Guan Shan with a gun.

Le Guanshan was not afraid at all, but grabbed Sarah's hand that was still injected with medicine.

Sarah didn't know what the situation was now and looked at Bai Qian.

Bai Qian's face was dark, and he didn't seem to know how to react.

Finally, he slowly raised his hand.

"Xiao Lin, send the old man down."

Fu Lin nodded, immediately walked behind Leguanshan and grabbed him by force!
Le Guan Shan was already on the verge of death and could not struggle at this moment.

He spit out another mouthful of blood and fainted.

Fu Lin didn't care about his health and walked quickly downstairs.

Le Guanshan vomited another mouthful of blood at the door of the living room and fell straight down.Fu Lin was stunned, then raised his hand and tested the tip of his nose.

Leguan Mountain is no longer breathing.

He frowned and said to Bai Qian at the top of the stairs: "Teacher, he passed away."

Le Guan Shan came to Bai Qian holding on to his breath, but now that his breath has dissipated, he can't hold on for long.

Bai Qian lowered his head, looked at the blood stains spreading all the way, and slowly closed his eyes.

Fu Lin was still waiting for his order, but Bai Qian just stood and did nothing.

"teacher?"

Bai Qian suddenly sneered and curved the corners of his mouth.

"Take his body outside and say he was forced to death by me."

Fu Lin didn't understand why he did this and why he deliberately aroused the anger of the group of people outside.

Now there are still overwhelming sirens all around, and no one knows what is going on inside the small western-style building.

After a while, the door of the foreign-style building was opened, and Fu Lin helped Le Guanshan out.

When he came to the big iron gate, he put Le Guan Shan down, his face full of pride.

"This kind of nosy person deserves to die!"

The person standing at the front of the police car saw the blood on the corner of Le Guanshan's mouth and was so frightened that he rushed over.

The big iron door was closed at this time.

Someone went to test Leguanshan's breath, and he was indeed dead.

"Bai Qian! Are you still human? This is Le Yue's father!"

"Bai Qian, you are so heartbroken!"

"It's hopeless, it's completely hopeless!"

Everyone was still scolding and angry.

Bai Qian stood in the room, looking at the thin paper in his hand.

This is the truth about Le Yue's death, but what is the truth?
He slowly opened the paper and saw Juanxiu's handwriting inside. (End of chapter)