The answer had been turned in Li Manman's mind countless times before the result came out, but every time she pressed it without waiting for herself to think clearly, forcing herself not to think about it.

Not only because this fact is outrageous, but also because it means the question, where did the real Li Zhengde go?

For seven years, his wife was in a coma and abused, his daughter was kicked out of the country, and he was calculated to marry instead, and he almost was replaced by his identity, and he never appeared.

Regarding this question, Li Manman didn't dare to think much about it even if he knew the truth, just thinking about her slightly, she was so uncomfortable that she couldn't breathe.

She evaded again, forcing herself to keep this question in her heart, pretending to be relaxed and facing Fu Yujue, "Although the answer is unbelievable, it is not unfounded to extrapolate from the result. Li Wanyun had plastic surgery several times, kicked me out of the country, and tampered with my and her information in order to take away my identity. Normal people don't suddenly have such an idea, it's just that someone has succeeded through this method, so she has to do the same. ”

Fu Yaojue had already checked out the Li family, and naturally knew about Li Wanyun's plan, but he only thought that this was Li Wanyun's whim, but he didn't expect that someone really did the same thing and succeeded.

"What do you want to do next?" Fu Yaojue held her hand, as if he wanted to give her strength by doing so.

Li Man paused for a moment, and forced out a smile, "Expose him and let him go to jail......"

Before she could finish speaking, she stopped.

Her home is gone, and the Li family, which her parents have single-handedly made, has been destroyed, and even ...... It's just that letting Li Zhengxi and Tang Si go to prison can't solve the hatred in her heart.

She didn't want them to go to jail, she just wanted everything to go back to square one, she wanted to kill them with her own hands, she wanted to ......

"Fu Yaojue, is my dad still alive?" When the words fell, Li Manman's nerves that had been tense were finally broken, and she couldn't help crying bitterly, "Can you tell me that my dad is still alive, right?" He must be alive, right? ”

In the past seven years, she has thought countless times that Li Zhengde might as well die unexpectedly, and it is better than that he is a professional actor, a hypocritical liar, and a dregs of feelings.

But when it came to this day, she found that he would rather be a scum and a liar, the one who made her grit her teeth and hate all the time, rather than let him leave.

He didn't feel sorry for his mother, he didn't abandon her, he was still her favorite father, and he loved her the most, but where was he!

Li Manman covered his face, tears flowed down his fingers, and his whimpering cry was like a cub who had lost a beast parent, which made people feel sad.

Fu Yaojue hugged her tightly, but she didn't know how to comfort her.

He didn't remember when his mother died, his father was the same, and when he was a child, he had an accident and couldn't have contact with the opposite sex, which caused him to avoid anyone's approach.

The only close grandfather used him more than he cared for him, but he was earlier than his peers, and saw this clearly, so that normal people's emotions can only be understood by him programmatically, but he cannot empathize.

Just like at this time, he knew that Li Manman was sad and knew why she was sad, but he couldn't put himself in her shoes to comfort her.

Instead of dry verbal comfort, he could only choose to hug her in silence.

Li Manman cried for a long time, crying until he sobbed and fell asleep in his arms.

Fu Xuanjue hugged her, gently stroked her hair, and the two of them breathed at the same frequency, together.

The atmosphere in the bedroom was quiet and peaceful, and occasionally a small sobbing could be heard from the girl's sleep.

Fu Yaojue rubbed her chin against the top of her hair and exhaled silently.

No one knew that every sobbing she sobbed was torture for him, constantly teasing his sanity and causing him to feel a wave of irritability for no reason. This feeling was familiar to him, and every time this irritability reached a level that his reason could not suppress, it would eventually cause an uncontrollable situation, which usually ended in blood.

This is a disease, and there is no cure.

It's just that he didn't expect that he would be so deeply affected by her.

"If only I were the only one."

The whispering is like a demon whispering in his ear, trying to pull people into hell forever.