Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 775 How Can He Lie To Me?

Under the dim light, Ming Qianjue felt cold all over, staring blankly at the cold corpse.

Tomorrow is still fine, why did he die?Isn't he great?

His heart couldn't stop beating, and when he heard footsteps behind him, he quickly put down his hands, his throat was heavy, and he turned around.

Feng Nuanyang walked in, and her eyes fell directly on the chair behind Ming Qianjue. From her angle, she could see the peaceful figure of the man, and the light cast a layer of calm on him.

She smiled lightly, but it was still fine. It turned out that it was really just a dream, and she hurried forward: "Father, why are you sleeping here? You will catch a cold, go to bed and sleep."

After the words fell, there was no movement at all, she frowned, stopped, looked at Ming Qianjue, and then at the man on the chair who kept that posture still.

"Father~" Feng Nuanyang called again tentatively, but there was still no response, she felt uneasy and heartbroken, and hurried forward a few steps.

Ming Qianjue clenched his fists, seeing her panicked appearance, he quickly reached out to stop her, with a hoarse voice: "Nuanyang, listen to me."

Those big hands restrained her tightly, and Feng Nuanyang repulsed her more than ever before. She struggled, her eyes fixed on the man behind him, her father.

"Let go of me, I want to see my father, I want to talk to him!" Now that things are going on, she also realizes that something is wrong, why did she not move?Dad knows martial arts, how could he not hear such a big movement, something happened, something must have happened.

Panic poured out like a tidal wave, her eyes couldn't stop turning red, and she looked at Ming Qianjue: "Tell me, is my father..." After the word died, she suddenly couldn't say it out. It was so real, and the appearance of his seven orifices bleeding was deeply engraved in his mind.

Ming Qianjue reached out and stroked her back to comfort her. He pursed his lips and finally sighed softly: "Nuanyang, please calm down and listen to me. Father-in-law has already gone." He poisoned him so that he was defenseless. There are not many people in this world, except him, who will not make a second suspicion.

His eyes turned cold, looking at the dark night outside the door, the undercurrents surged in his eyes.

Dead, really dead, Feng Nuanyang pushed Ming Qianjue away, ran directly to the chair, reached out to touch it, and lost breath.

"Father, don't scare me. You said you would watch the birth of the child, you said you would be my backer in the future..." Feng Nuanyang whispered, a slight pain spread from the bottom of her heart, and she touched the baby tremblingly. She touched his face and lifted it up slightly, obviously she still had such kind facial features, but she was no longer angry.

Feng Nuanyang's heart ached, Dou Da's tears couldn't stop sliding down his cheeks: "Don't sit still, get up, you can't lie to me, I finally got a father..." Obviously everything It should be fine. Dad has already given in and is willing to negotiate a peace. She will never be in trouble again. Her child will have a grandfather and someone who will help and love him. But how can he die?
Her body was covered with a layer of sad and fragile light, which made Ming Qianjue's heart feel tight and uncomfortable, and he stretched out his arms to embrace her: "Nuanyang, don't do this, father-in-law won't want to see you like this."

"He said it, he said he wanted to go back with me and enjoy the happiness with the child in the future, how could he lie to me?" Feng Nuanyang cried, his body trembled, and he threw himself on Si Chuxiao, But no matter how much she beat and cried, he just didn't respond.

(End of this chapter)