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He slowly stood up, turned to look directly into the president's eyes, and in his slow and low voice, there was a faint flow of empathetic sorrow, "Your Highness, in the past four years, my mother has been psychologically devastated because of my sister's affairs, and she has long been mentally overwhelmed.

"The death of my sister this time became the last straw that crushed my mother, so that she fell into extreme grief and could not extricate herself, and her spirit was also abnormal, during this time, we have also invited a special psychiatrist to help my mother with treatment, if she did something extreme during this period, it should be understandable, right?"

The president pretended to be suddenly enlightened and said: "I see, this is indeed excusable, but since you know that your mother has a mental problem, you should send someone to take good care of it, and now your mother came to the wedding banquet to make trouble and stabbed Ah Yu's wife, even if your mother is not investigated, you must be investigated for the crime of poor care." ”

Murong Wanfeng immediately said: "Yes, it is the subordinates who are not well supervised, no matter how His Highness wants to punish his subordinates, the subordinates will be willing and have no objections." ”

Before the president could reply, he heard Long Yutian suddenly laugh lowly.

Obviously, his voice is so good, and laughing in such a low voice makes it more and more full of sexy charm.

However, listening to Murong Wanfeng and the president's ears, there was an inexplicable and terrifying feeling, which made them uncontrollably frightened.

Murong Wanfeng and the president invariably looked back at Long Yutian.

I saw that Long Yutian had already bandaged Fengjiu's wound, but he didn't let go immediately, but carefully held Fengjiu's injured right hand in the palm of his hand, as if he was holding a peerless treasure, and his eyes didn't look at anyone, but looked at Fengjiu's hand in the palm of his hand so gently and pityingly.

The small hands, which were originally white and slender and soft as boneless, were now wrapped in thick snow-white gauze, quietly covering his palms, looking so pitiful that his heart was about to break.

He stared at the small hand in his palm and said slowly: "Your mother is excusable, does my woman deserve to be punished?" ”

At this moment, his eyes are still gentle, but the words he says are as cold as the ice and snow outside the window, which makes people uncontrollably reveal a trace of chill from their bones.

Murong Wanfeng turned to look at Long Yutian's side face, took a deep breath, and said solemnly: "I'm sorry, my mother is insane, she doesn't know what she did at all, I apologize to you for her, fortunately, the young lady is fine, I hope you forgive her for the sake of my mother being a patient, forgive her this time, we will definitely be optimistic about her in the future, and there will never be such a thing happening again." ”

Long Yutian sneered, "Insane? Insane and still know how to dress up carefully before coming? Insane, and still know that the guard at the door with an invitation card claims to be coming to the wedding banquet for her husband and son? Mentally disturbed, he also lied to the guards on the third floor, saying that there were too many people in the bathroom on the second floor, so he ran to the bathroom on the third floor? If this is what you call a mental disorder, then those detectives, spy agents, and all of them are psychopaths? ”

Murong Wanfeng: "......"

At this time, Long Yutian suddenly stood up.

Feng Jiu was stunned, and immediately stood up with him.

I saw him looking directly at the president across the table, and said with a cold expression: "Your Highness, your subordinates think that this is a well-planned murder, please Your Highness immediately order the arrest of the murderer, strictly investigate, and give my wife justice." ”