Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

Just when Xin Xiaotian's hand was about to touch Xin Miaomiao, Lu Hanfan stood up.

Lu Hanfan is a person who likes to laugh, but in the past few days, he has been like an invisible man, making his existence almost invisible.

"Who dares to move?" When he said this, his eyes were cold and frightening.

"Lu Hanfan, this is my daughter. She should be buried in peace. Why do you still treat her like this after she dies?" Xin Xiaotian's face was also ugly, but just after he finished speaking, he was pulled away from Yang's father, Yang Yang Rong, who was restrained by her mother, slapped her hand.

Yang Rong stared at him: "Xin Xiaotian, if you dare to touch my daughter today, believe it or not, I will kill you!"

"A Rong, Miao Miao is already...don't do this, you should let her go well." Mother Yang persuaded her earnestly.

Yang Rong said with a straight face: "Mom and Dad, I have my own discretion in this matter, you go back."

"Rong'er!" Father Yang shouted louder, with a serious expression: "Don't mess around!"

Yang Rong looked at Father Yang, her attitude was still the same tough, but her expression softened and her eyes turned red. She said hoarsely, "Dad, I beg you, okay? Leave me alone, I know myself What are you doing?"

"Rong'er, you..." The daughter was haggard like this, and she pleaded loudly, what else could Father Yang say?

He sighed, looked at Xin Xiaotian, then at Mother Yang, and pulled her away.

Things have come to this point, it is beyond his control. After all, Xin Miaomiao is a member of the Xin family. He is now forcing him to take care of it. If he manages it well, it's fine. resentment.

Father Yang and Mother Yang left.

Only Xin Xiaotian was still stiff and refused to leave, clenching his fists and looking at Yang Rong and Lu Hanfan with a tense expression.

Yang Rong walked up to him again, and said expressionlessly: "Xin Xiaotian, we are already divorced."

"I didn't sign it." Xin Xiaotian refused to admit it: "Besides, even if divorced, Miao Miao is still my daughter. I can't let her have no chance to die like this."

After he said these words forcefully, he changed to a softer tone, persuading: "Rong'er, we are all sad that Miao Miao is dead, but...you can't go on like this, Miao Miao's body will rot, you Do you really have the heart to look at your daughter's body a little..."

"Shut up!" Before Xin Xiaotian could finish speaking, he was stopped by Yang Rong's stern voice: "Don't worry about what I said, are you deaf?"

"Rong'er, I can listen to you about anything, but this is the only thing I can't do." Xin Xiaotian said, and wanted to bend over to hug Xin Miaomiao, but when Lu Hanfan was about to make a move, Yang Rong held him back.

Yang Rong turned around and threw a glass by the table against the wall. When the glass was broken, she grabbed a piece of debris and pressed it against her neck. When she pressed her hand hard, the glass shards pierced into the flesh, and blood flowed out.

"Rong'er!" Xin Xiaotian's expression changed greatly after being frightened by her action, and he looked at her nervously: "Rong'er, don't hurt yourself, don't hurt yourself."

"Then get out of here! Otherwise, I will die right in front of you." Yang Rong frightened him, and deliberately pierced the glass.

Xin Xiaotian was frightened, how dare he hug Xin Miaomiao.

He looked at Yang Rong with grief in his eyes: "Okay, okay, I'll go out, Rong'er, don't hurt yourself, I'll go out right away."