The hatred in her eyes overflowed, and her voice couldn't help raising her voice.

Mike and the two children glanced at them.

Fu Shiting immediately led her towards the bedroom.

"What's the matter? How did they quarrel?" Mike muttered, took out his mobile phone, and sent a message to Zhou Ziyi.

Zhou Ziyi: You take good care of the child, and don't worry about the rest.

Mike: No wonder you refused to come over tonight. Did your boss decide to let Tang Qian go?

Zhou Ziyi: Don't talk nonsense. No matter what my boss decides, he has his reasons.

Mike: Damn! I shouldn't have shown you the evidence!

Zhou Ziyi: Tang Qian is not in China now, how do you ask us to find her? You are so powerful, go for it.

Mike: Oh, if that's the case, Ann won't be angry.

Master bedroom on the first floor.

Fu Shiting closed the door and looked at her deeply: "An An, have you ever seen a mentally ill patient?"

His words made her frown: "Are you trying to say that Tang Qian is mentally ill?"

"No, I want to ask you if you've ever seen such a person." Seeing her calm down, he helped her sit down beside the bed.

She thought for a few seconds, then nodded: "Yes. What are you asking this question for?"

"If a mentally ill person kills someone, regardless of the legal provisions, would you hate him?" He stood in front of her, looking at her with deep eyes, not letting go of any subtle expressions on her face.

"It depends on who he kills. If he kills bad people, I won't hate it. If he kills..."

"What if he killed his own relatives?" he interrupted her.

Her breathing stagnated, and her eyebrows twitched: "Fu Shiting, your question is very strange. Since this person is already mentally ill, all his actions are out of his own control. You let me stand in the perspective of a normal person. To evaluate a patient's behavior, what do you want me to say? I don't know how to answer because I haven't encountered it."

"Well," she replied, as he expected, his eyes dimmed a bit, "Whether you are sick or not, the act of killing your relatives is unforgivable."

"What are you trying to say?" She stared at him with apricot eyes, "I just want to know, you went to Tang Qian today, what happened?"

"Her brother said she was mentally ill." He clenched his fingers slightly.

He didn't dare to gamble.

Her reaction just now made him have to endure Tang Qiaosen's threat.

Would she be afraid if she knew he had been sick and killed her own father? Will he run away from him with the child?

"Does her brother say she is mentally ill and she is mentally ill?! You believe them so much? Is it because you don't want to deal with Tang Qian, so you accept this reason?!" She was so emotional, tears welling up in her eyes, "Fu Shiting, every time You'll let me down every time I start believing in you! I can't remember how many times this is!"

She was fed up with this mental torture.

If she no longer trusts him, she will not have dependence and expectations on him, and she will not be disappointed!

Fu Shiting's Adam's apple rolled, and a hot and sour dark light flashed in his eyes.

"An An, except for this, I can satisfy you with everything else."

"Except for this matter, I don't care about other things!" She looked at him decisively, and her tone was even more determined, "Fu Shiting, what do you think you can give me? You can't even do this well, do you think you still What can be done?!"

Her words pierced his heart like a knife.

What else can he do for her?

He couldn't think of an answer. JrNovels.com