Beitang Feng's head felt dizzy and he put his hands on the wall. The moment he walked out of the dungeon, his body began to lack oxygen.
It was as if Xiao Qiyu stood in front of him three years ago, grabbing his sleeve: [Please, don’t leave me, I will die without you... Feng, I love you...]
Mrs. Bo expressed expressionlessly: [Feng, don’t forget, she is just an empty shell with her heart ripped out. We trained her to prepare her for Mr. Bo. Just have fun with her, don’t go too far, and dare to
It was because I was emotionally attached to her that I made her disappear into ashes.】
[No one in this world wants me, except you, who is my dearest relative...Don't leave me...] Xiao Qiyu held his clothes and slowly knelt down.
Mrs. Bo held a cigarette in her hand and puffed out slowly: "He, Bo Yeyuan, stabbed your heart with his own hands. I will return him a heartless puppet. What a coincidence, she is a candidate for the Bo family.
It is our Beitang family's child again. It is really God's will. She was born for the Bo family. It is really a great gift for this unclean bloodline stained by her to taint the Bo family again. Isn't it Feng?
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Beitang Feng seemed to have walked into the past, raised his eyebrows with difficulty, and pushed open the room where the crystal coffin was parked with one hand.
Mrs. Bo loved beauty during her lifetime and wanted the best in everything. Jewelry was placed in a crystal coffin to accompany her...
The coffin was carved on all sides and inlaid with various jewelry. In order to store the body, the entire space was like a freezer, filled with ice.
Mrs. Bo's phantom was leaning on the coffin, smiling and raising her eyebrows: [Feng, you are looking more and more like dad. I will not let anyone hurt you in this life. I will carefully select the best person in the city.
Excellent socialite daughter! As pure as Li Qiyu, even if she is not a child of the Beitang family, she is not worthy of you. Listen to me and send her to the Bo family. That is her final destination...]
Beitang Feng shook his head, and Mrs. Bo's figure disappeared again.
Ling Ran walked in and asked worriedly: "Young Master, are you okay?"
Beitang Feng walked to the coffin and stared at Mrs. Bo's beautiful face through the crystal...
Ling Ran said: "According to your instructions, my wife will be buried grandly in the Beitang family cemetery. The funeral is already being prepared. We will entertain everyone and make sure she is buried in splendor."
Mrs. Bo is a proud woman. She said that she will be the most glorious after death.
Beitang Feng pressed his hands on the coffin, his body seemed to be stretched, and he sat on the ground with his back against the coffin, and his long legs were folded.
The whole room was extremely cold. The liquid that slipped from the corners of my eyes turned into cold air and condensed into a lump as soon as it hit the ground...
Beitang Feng's every breath was filled with thick fog, and his eyes were empty.
Every scene from the past flashed through his mind.
Ling Ran bent down slightly: "Young Master, this is not your fault. Madam's death has nothing to do with you."
"go out."
Beitang Feng curled his lips, lowered his face and sneered suddenly, as if he remembered the funniest thing. He has the most hateful... and pathetic mother in the world, and he completely inherited it from her.
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"Miss Li - you can't eat that!"
Before entering the living room door, I heard the servant shouting in shock.
Li Qiyu muttered: "If you can't eat this or that, then am I going to starve to death? Go and get the most delicious things... I want them roasted until they are fragrant, I'm already starving...
"
This tone... Ling Ran frowned slightly and opened the door.