At this time, Wen Lele realized that he was standing alone on the rooftop with a tyrannical man, and now it can be said that the sky should not be called the earth, and a trace of panic flashed in his vicious eyes.

"What do you want to do?" Wen Lele looked at Feng Sheng, who was getting closer and closer, and couldn't help but step back, his body tightly clinging to the last protective barrier on the rooftop.

Feng Sheng's eyes were scarlet, and he suddenly rushed towards Wen Lele like crazy, and Wen Lele subconsciously dodged and dodged his attack.

But it was precisely because of this that half of Feng Sheng's body left the safety range, and he immediately panicked when he looked at the abyss that was close at hand.

"Lele, save me!"

Looking at poor Feng Sheng with satisfaction, Wen Lele showed a cruel smile.

"You want me to save you?" Wen Lele finished speaking, and pushed Feng Sheng into the abyss with all his might.

......

What Wen Ting never expected was that when he walked downstairs, he happened to see Feng Sheng, who had fallen from the stairs, falling straight in front of him.

Flesh and blood blur!

Wen Ting was stunned in place, this scene is so familiar, his previous life was not the one who died from falling from the building, and the murderer was Wen Lele.

Someone called the police, the police quickly evacuated the classmates, Feng Sheng's body was surrounded by a yellow cordon, as a witness, Wen Ting was taken to the police car.

Wen Ting held back his anger and finished recording his confession, until a policeman slowly walked up to Wen Ting's side, worried but embarrassed, and said, "Miss Wen, we want to trouble you with something." ”

Feng's father has not yet learned of the news of Feng Sheng's death, and the police need to inform the family of the bad news, thinking that if Wen Ting does this, Feng's father will be somewhat relieved.

The most important thing now is not revenge, but to soothe the heartache of his family, and Wen Ting agreed to this invitation.

Several people came to the Yang Group.

Wen Ting asked the police officers to get out of the car first, while he stayed in the car to open the documents that Feng Sheng handed over to him.

There are text messages in the document proving that Wen Lele instigated Feng Sheng to find thugs to attack Wen Ting and others, as well as evidence that Wen Lele said that he didn't care about Feng Sheng's affairs, and there are also records of Wen Lele's transfer of Feng Sheng's property.

Even Wen Ting was shocked, of course she knew the insidiousness of Wen Lele's methods, and she couldn't escape this shackle before, but she didn't expect Wen Lele to do more than what Feng Sheng did.

Such a person deserves to be cut with a thousand cuts.

In addition to the countless pieces of evidence in the documents, there are two letters.

One is for Feng's father, and the other is for Wen Ting.

Wen Ting didn't expect Feng Sheng to write a letter to himself.

There is only one sentence on the letter: You and I have suffered from the pain brought by our original family, I cannot face and overcome them, I hope you can.

Wen Ting finally understood why Feng Sheng chose to see the last person to see himself, they were the same to a certain extent, but different, Feng Sheng longed for his salvation deep down, he longed for someone to completely get rid of the influence of his original family on him.

And Wen Ting is the one who can accomplish this mission.

A large-scale listed company, using the most modern equipment everywhere, the sun shining on the bleak trees, as if telling the many injustices in the world.

Wen Ting watched all this silently, and kept guessing the image of Father Feng in his heart.

What kind of person is this father who broke Feng Sheng's left leg and made Feng Sheng hate, is it as hateful as Wen Xueqi.

Coming to the door of Feng's father's office, Wen Ting knocked on the door vigorously.

This is extremely impolite.

"Who is knocking on the door!" Father Feng frowned and opened the door menacingly, but when he saw the angry little girl in front of him and the police officer behind him, he couldn't help but be stunned: "Who are you?"

The person in front of him was Feng Sheng's father, this was the first time Wen Ting had seen him, and his violent temperament was clear at a glance.

However, seeing Father Feng's deep dark circles due to countless staying up late, seeing his forehead lines growing because of various troubles, and his haggard but angry expression.

Wen Ting suddenly understood that no matter how majestic and intelligent the person in front of him was, he was just a pitiful person.

"Your son died, just now, and here is the letter he left for you. Wenting said as he placed the envelope on the mahogany table, only to notice that there was another man in the office.

looks like he is about seventy or eighty years old, and he is even more majestic and full of momentum, he is the chairman of the Yang Group - Yang Zhong.

He was not shocked by Feng Sheng's death, but kept staring at Wen Ting tightly, as if he wanted to see through her.

Hearing this news, Father Feng no longer had the anger on his face just now, his eyes looked a little pitiful at Wen Ting, and his voice trembled and said, "Feng Sheng, dead?"

Wen Ting's firm nod made Father Feng have to believe this fact, looked at the white envelope on the table, and opened it tremblingly.

When Father Feng raised his head to look at Wen Ting again after reading the letter, the battle-hardened man's face was already full of tears: "This kid hates me so much, how did he die?"

"Fell to her death on the rooftop of H, the police are already investigating, Miss Wen is the last person the deceased knows to see, after investigation, she is not suspected of committing a crime, please rest assured, we must give justice to the deceased and the family of the deceased. The policeman stood up and said.

The air was silent for a moment, and Wen Ting said softly, "Feng Sheng respects you very much. ”

These words made Father Feng laugh self-deprecatingly: "What's the use of respecting me, people are no longer there, alas, he didn't give me a pension to the end, but let my white-haired person send a black-haired person, alas." ”

Father Feng kept sighing, holding the envelope tightly, and Wen Ting motioned for everyone to leave the office and let him be alone for a while.

"Thank you very much today for being willing to come forward. Several policemen thanked Wen Ting, but Yang Zhong looked at Wen Ting from the side, which made Wen Ting very uncomfortable.

"That's what I'm supposed to do. Wen Ting replied to the police while looking at Yang Zhong with unyielding.

I don't know why, Yang Zhong's face turned out to be a little familiar, where had he seen it, Wen Ting couldn't think of it after racking his brains.

......

Although Feng Sheng's death made the Feng family very heartbroken, the funeral was not grand.

Even so, they invited Wenting.

The news of Feng Sheng's death had already spread on campus, and Wen Lele, as Feng Sheng's ex-girlfriend, became the target of public criticism for a while, but she didn't care, and was still immersed in the joy of marrying Si Nanyu.

Wen Lele didn't go to the funeral.

**And the solemn funeral scene, the huge coffin was full of flowers, the funeral was very small, and fewer people went, only Feng's parents appeared in the funeral, Wen Ting couldn't resist Zhou Yueshuang's repeated requests, so she had to take her to the funeral.

Mother Feng collapsed on the ground and sobbed lowly, her tears had dried up, her voice was very hoarse, Father Feng's eyes were red, and she looked much haggard than last time.