Chapter 42: The Funeral

The servants rushed in, "What's the matter, sir, madam, are you all right?!"

"Stop her, stop her!" Zhang Linlan pointed at Nan'an and said in a panic.

The maid was speechless, she didn't know what she was afraid of, Miss Nan'an stood in place with red eyes and didn't move at all, not to mention sharp weapons in her hands, even her nails seemed to have been cut off, but thinking of what happened two years ago, although they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they knew that Miss Nan'an had killed her mother.

Who made the family the boss? The servants hurriedly stopped in front of Nan Zhenhai and the others.

Nan'an regretted cutting off her nails in order to return to her normal life, and she now desperately wanted a little pain to restrain her emotional outbursts.

Even if she didn't go crazy, she would be driven crazy by Nan Zhenhai and them sooner or later.

Fu Linshan looked at everything coldly, looking at Nan'an's slender back deep and complicated, the hand hanging by his side clenched his fist and released, released and clenched his fist.

It was as if I had hugged her in the past.

"Do you want to know who spread that news?" Nan Chun suddenly squeezed out from behind the servant and opened his mouth.

Nan An looked at her with a twisted eyebrow, and couldn't figure out what she meant by suddenly saying this again?

Wasn't it really the news she was spreading, but she knew who it was?

"You come here," Nan Chun smiled, beckoned to her, and said, "Come here, I'll tell you." ”

Nan'an bit her lip, her glass-colored eyes were full of disbelief, her crimson lip flap bit and bited, but she still hesitated to step forward, stopped two steps away from her, and asked, "Yes......"

"Smack!" there was a loud sound.

"This slap was for my mom, and the next slap was for my dad. Nan Chun's head held high was about to wave over again.

The force of the slap she just made Nan'an stunned, her face was hot, her ears were buzzing, and she couldn't stand steadily.

Fu Linshan didn't expect this, a fire lit up in his dark eyes, he strode over, protected Nan An into his arms, looked at Nan Chun with a murderous look, grabbed her hand, pushed her, and said in a death-like tone: "You are looking for death again!"

"Ahh

There was an evil fire in Fu Linshan's chest, and he couldn't wait to tear her face and teach her a good lesson for Nan'an.

"Hmm!" Nan'an in his arms let out a painful sound.

She suddenly hugged Fu Linshan's arm and spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

Fu Linshan, who was shocking red, was nervous, and he didn't have the heart to care about Nanchun, he held Nan'an worriedly, and asked anxiously: "What's wrong, is it uncomfortable?"

Nan'an was speechless, and she passed out uncomfortably.

After Fu Linshan found out, he hurriedly bent down and hugged the people horizontally, and strode away.

He walked to the door and stopped, turned around and dropped a sentence, "If she has three long and two short, you can wait for the burial!"

After a long time, Nan Zhenhai and Zhang Linlan came back to their senses as if they were shivering, and the three of them exchanged a look with each other, and they all saw the belated fear in the eyes of the other side.

"Husband!" Zhang Linlan shouted Nan Zhenhai worriedly.

Nan Zhenhai frowned, he glared at Nan Chun angrily, and scolded: "It's all your fault, you have to be quick for a while, now it's okay!"

Nan Chun pursed her mouth unconvinced, and only then did she want to refute, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw her mother shaking her head at her, she closed her mouth unwillingly, and let Nan Zhenhai scold herself angrily.