Rich Baby: Billionaire Daddy Comes

"Mom and dad are still in there." You can't be too anxious.

"Your father's men will do their best to put out the fire. You used to get in the way of adults."

When I heard this, I tried to calm myself down.

Tears were streaming down his face.

Fang Xinyi took out a paper towel and wiped away his tears. "Don't worry, your father will never let your mother have an accident. He is the best agent in the world."

Xiaocai nodded and held back tears. He was full of firm confidence in Lu Pei.

He looked at the house where the fire was getting bigger and clenched his fist. His father was the most powerful man in the world. He was his hero. He would bring his mother out.

……

Lu Pei hugs Su man tightly in his arms, and the whole living room is surrounded by flames.

Not only that, but also other parts of the house were burning in a flash.

An hour ago, after Zhang Xiaoqi tied up the housewife, she accidentally found a bucket of spare gasoline in the utility room, so she poured gasoline on every corner of the house.

Her original intention is to leave the house with a child before lighting the house, so as to eliminate her fingerprints left here.

She did not expect that eventually she would be trapped in a sea of fire.

Zhang Xiaoqi, like a dead heart at the moment, has no attachment to the world.

She stood in the fire, fearless of death, just laughing madly.

The ceiling chandelier suddenly loosened and fell towards dingmo.

Su man pushes Lu Pei aside and rushes forward recklessly. He pulls Ding Mo aside. The chandelier falls on the side of Ding Mo's body, just an inch away from his head.

If Su man hadn't come in time, Ding Mo's face would have been smashed into meat.

Su man holds Ding Mo in his arms and feels that he still has a weak breath. Su man prays that he must not die here.

Zhang Xiaoqi suddenly shrieked and rushed to the ground.

It turns out that just when Su man pours at Ding Mo, the urn in his arms accidentally falls to the ground, and the ashes inside are scattered out.

Zhang Xiaoqi lies beside the ashes, desperately holding the ashes with her hands, trying to put them back in the box.

"Qinglin, I'm sorry Do you feel pain, Qinglin... " Zhang Xiaoqi picked up the ashes while talking.

It was sad that she had treated this pile of ashes as a living person all the time.

The diamond ring on her finger had been dyed red with blood, and the ashes had turned red in her hand.

The French windows in the living room can't stand the high temperature roasting, and it explodes instantly.

Lu peidang rushes to Su man, embraces her, and blocks all the fragments for her with his back.

Su man looked over Lu Pei's shoulder and saw an extremely terrible picture.

The flame was blown to Zhang Xiaoqi by the wind from the window. Zhang Xiaoqi was immediately wrapped up in the fire, just like a fireman.

She writhes her limbs in the burning pain like a headless fly scurrying in the house. Finally, she steps out of the broken French window and falls into the courtyard outside. Her body slowly burns to the color of coke and remains motionless.

Su man can't help but retreat into Lu Pei's arms.

As for her husband's ashes, they had been blown away by the wind and melted into the flames.

A stream of water dashed through the kitchen window and the heat began to drop around.

It was Lu Pei's men who found the fire truck. Instead of firemen, they turned on water guns around the house and began to put out the fire.

Half an hour later, a large number of medical staff rushed into the house and carried Ding Mo, who was seriously injured and unconscious, onto a stretcher.

The housewife also wore an oxygen mask and was sent to an ambulance.

Lu Pei takes Su man's shoulder and walks out of the front door.