Fanxing already understands most things at this age, so this matter is a fault for Fanyin, so he didn't dwell on this topic anymore, and only said: "In short, don't talk nonsense, otherwise don't cry in the future." ”

"Do you have a solution?"

"I'm thinking." He said calmly, "But don't make a noise just yet." ”

I had to shut up.

In any case, Nian Nian can be saved. If Fanyin can't do it, then I can also explain the truth, and Fan's father shouldn't be embarrassed.

If Father Fan still has no substantial evidence, then I have said this to Fan Yin now, and when I explain it again, he will not be surprised in his heart, and it will be even more difficult to doubt in the direction of "it is true".

If Dad Fan has substantial evidence, it won't be my turn to decide whether to say it or not.

But I don't think he would have to worry about it if he had.

In short, the whole thing is not complicated, but I think of what Father Fan said before that the child still has a tooth left, and I don't know if he got this tooth in his hands?

Thinking that if Fanyin found out about this, I would be beaten and bullied again, and I felt a little touched in my heart, but I hope I can persevere.

Finally, as the car drove fast or slow, Daddy's villa gradually appeared in the field of vision.

I asked Fanyin, "Have you figured out a way?" ”

"Hmm." His expression was perfunctory.

"What do you need me to do?"

"Shut up." He said.

"It's coming soon, you'll have to at least tell me your plan!"

"Shut up when you're in." Fanyin glanced at me and said, "Don't be." ”

"And what are you going to say?"

"It depends on the situation." He left it behind.

"You didn't even think about it......"

"Shut up." He interrupted me again with a frown: "If you can't keep your mouth shut, don't go in!" There's no way my dad could have killed her! ”

"But Michelle ......"

"If it doesn't work, you can exchange it for what I have." He said, "Don't worry, don't hold me back." ”

Fanyin knows the current situation, and after all, he is Niannian's father, and I think he will never harm his children. And as soon as he said that thing, I was relieved, and their confidential documents were also asked by Father Fan. I also wanted to ask what the consequences would be if Fanyin handed over this, but the car had already stopped, and it was inappropriate to speak again.

The car stopped at the door of the villa, and Father Fan stood at the door with a smile, looking like a kind old man with glasses. Michelle stood beside him, still well-behaved and cute, with a smile on her face.

Fanyin led me in, and her attitude was also very polite: "Dad, Miss Mi." ”

"Yinyin." Father Fan pinched his shoulder and said happily, "I've gained a lot of weight." ”

"Thank you," asked Fanyin, "what about my daughter?" ”

"Two people playing upstairs together." Father Fan smiled: "I haven't seen you for a long time, but when I grow up, I speak clearly." When I first came, I said that I was not a grandfather, and that my grandfather and I looked different. I said that the woman was uneasy and kind, you are my son, why is her husband the grandfather of my granddaughter? ”

"Take your breath off." Fanyin looked at him coldly, and said lukewarmly: "After all, the wife is on the side." ”

Father Fan seemed to be unable to pretend anymore, his face darkened slightly, glanced at him, and said, "If it weren't for my son to come to see me, a lonely old man, I wouldn't have to resort to these indiscriminate means." Since I'm here, I'll have a cup of tea with my father. ”

I was so anxious that I secretly pinched Fanyin's arm, hoping that he would ask more about Niannian's situation.

"I want to see my daughter first." ”

Father Fan pretended not to hear.

"I'm sure Dad will keep his granddaughter safe, but your fiancée may not. If something happens to my daughter, and I'm here to have tea with you, it's not a matter of making you a widower, but I'm going to invite you to live out your old age in prison. Fanyin stopped: "I hope Dad, you think about it." ”

"So many words at a young age." Father Fan glanced at him and said, "Come over first, let you see." ”

Fanyin followed him, and I followed.

Sitting down in the tea room, Michelle walked to the wall, where there was a landscape of ink on it. Michelle pressed near the painting, and the painting rolled up, revealing an electronic screen.

Michelle opened it, and the figures of Nian Nian and the stars appeared in the picture.

I've lived here for so long, and I didn't realize that there was such an institution here. It looked like a room, and it was impossible to tell the difference because the rooms were all decorated identically.

Fanxing was sitting on the sofa reading a book, Niannian was running with the small train on the ground, and a maid was placing fruit plates and snacks on the coffee table.

Fanyin glanced at it and turned his head, but Fan's father said with a smile: "I didn't expect it, right? It's all grown so big, and the last time Yinyin saw her, she was a baby. Let's watch it a little longer, and make sure it's not a videotape, they're on the second floor. Nian Nian was always nagging, and Xingxing was reluctant to talk to her. ”

Fanyin glanced at him, and must have been unhappy with his somewhat mocking tone, and said, "If there are any conditions, hurry up and mention it, my daughter still has to go home for dinner." ”

Father Fan's face made a color at Michelle.

Michelle turned around and went to the decorative cabinet in the corner, opened the drawer and took out a document bag from inside, turned around and came back, and handed the document bag to Father Fan.

Fan's father didn't answer and said, "Give it to my son." ”

She handed it to Fanyin again, and Fanyin took it, and while opening the clamp on it, she asked knowingly, "Money?" ”

"It's not." Dad Fan smiled and said, "It's something Dad has always wanted to show you." ”

Fanyin's hand suddenly stopped, and he pulled out my purse, took out the lighter he stuffed in it every day, and lit it in the corner of the document bag.

He didn't even look at the fever and didn't play according to the routine, so not only Fan's father and Mi Xue were stunned, but I didn't react, the three of them actually watched Fanyin ignite, watched the cover of the document bag curl up and emitted an unpleasant smell, and also watched a stone-like thing fall out of it and fall on the table with a bang.

This sound woke up Fan's father, and he was about to reach out to grab it, but Fanyin stood up and turned the corner of the document bag that he was pinching, making the fire burn more and more. Not to be outdone, Father Fan grabbed his wrist, and Fan Yin threw the burning file bag into the corner, and at the same time glanced at me.

It happened so suddenly, I didn't even have time to think about what the stone was, I just instinctively pulled Michelle's arm according to the meaning of the traditional sound, she struggled hard, I pulled hard, only to realize that she was such a slender girl with much more strength than I thought.

Then Michelle fumbled on the table, picked up a teacup and threw it at me. I was a little unsteady by her struggle, and I used my hands to protect my stomach, so that I could no longer protect my head.

After tossing like this, the document bag burned some more, Fan's father looked over there distractedly, and Fanyin also freed his hand, grabbed her wrist before the cup in Michelle's hand smashed down, grabbed the cup and threw it down, pinching her neck and dragging her to the table.

Michelle was so frightened that she trembled and kicked her hands and feet, while Fanyin carried me with her body and asked me to hide behind him, for fear of hurting the child in my belly.

I ducked behind him and saw him pinch her chin open, slap something into her mouth, fill half a glass of water like a bottle, lift her chin, and force her to swallow it.

Michelle whined, and Father Fan turned his head to look at him. At the same moment, Fanyin magically took out a small knife the width of a little thumb from his belt, and I don't know how it hid from the doorway to check it. When Father Fan turned his head, Fan Yin was holding Michelle's chin and inserting the knife. Got into her collar and slashed the knife to the bottom, which was so fast that it split all her clothes in half in an instant.

Father Fan glanced at Fan Yin with that kind of perverted gaze, and hurried to rescue the document bag.

Michelle was also frightened, she didn't dare to make any more sounds, let alone move, and looked at Fanyin tremblingly.

Next, Fanyin didn't move for more than ten seconds, and Fan's father stepped on the flames, but there was not much left in the file bag.

Father Fan came back with the document bag, his face was long, and he said, "What does this look like?" Let her go! ”

"I don't want to talk to you anymore." Fanyin said, "Hand over my daughter." ”

Father Fan took a deep breath, looked at Fan Yin sternly and asked, "You don't want to know what's in there?" ”

"I know." Fanyin said: "You have proved through some means that that little bastard is my son, and he was also killed by my father-in-law, and it also proves that my wife knows that you have worked hard to collect human and material evidence, and have been trying to find a way for us to take over, but you have never succeeded." That's why you actually resorted to the method of catching the child, forcing my wife to come to listen to your crusade against her. ”

Father Fan's face turned blue with anger.

"But I don't want to read a word." As she spoke, she touched the small bottle on the table where the spices were placed, and said, "I only want my daughter." ”

Michelle looked at Fan's father for help, but Fan's father didn't look at her at all, and only said, "You put her down first, what are you going to do here?" ”

"I'll open it for you. Bract. Fanyin looked at him and said, "You think about it seriously." ”

Father Fan didn't speak.

I also think it's a bit ...... to leave Michelle here like this and be seen by everyone Awkward. And Father Fan doesn't seem to care about Michelle being hurt.

With the silence of Fan's father, Fanyin also fell into silence, and the scene became a confrontation. I looked at Fanyin's hand holding Michelle's throat, and I was very hopeful that Fanyin could strangle her to death, but there was no point in strangling her.

Fan's father finally opened his mouth and said, "Yinyin, you put her down, let your wife go and hold the child, and I'll talk to you alone." ”

"I know what you're talking about." "I'm in my thirties, and I know better than anyone what I'm doing. ”

Father Fan looked at him, his face full of disappointment, and did not speak.