Mommy, the wealthy daddy has come to propose again.

Before he could finish his words, Lan Qichen stepped on Mr. Tang San's face and ravaged him fiercely. His blood covered the sole of his shoe and he couldn't help but frown in disgust.

"You old man, watch your words. If you dare to slander my grandfather again, I will kill you on the spot. If you don't believe me, you can try it."

Lan Qichen's voice was cold and sharp. When Master Tang San heard it, he felt a chill on his back and got goose bumps all over his body. His instinct told him that this young man was not easy to mess with, and perhaps his methods were not much better than his own.

"If you have the guts, keep talking. I'll cut off your tongue and feed it to the dogs. How about that?"

Master Tang San was frightened into silence. He had been scheming against others all his life, but he never expected that he would fall into the hands of Lan Wangyuan's grandson. He thought to himself that this was not good, and now no one could come to save him, so he was probably in great danger.

Master Tang San weakly stretched out his arm and hooked the napkin on the table, and blocked his mouth and nose with it to stop the bleeding. However, the blood was so profuse that it soon soaked the paper. His senses were numb and he could not feel any pain at all. His mind was in a mess.

"What do you want to do to let me go? I have money, lots and lots of money!"

Master Tang San was afraid that Lan Qichen would really kill him in a fit of anger, so he quickly began to beg for mercy. His nose and tears were all over the floor due to fear, and he didn't know whether he was pretending or expressing his true feelings.

"I can give you a lot of money, as long as you are willing to let me go, all the kingdom I have built in this life will belong to you... Mr. Lan, I know I have let your grandfather down, but the dead cannot be resurrected, so please let me go!"

Lan Qichen looked up at the ceiling with complicated thoughts.

Yes, the dead cannot be resurrected, but did Shen You and Lan Wangyuan die in vain? What did they do wrong?

"roll!"

Lan Qichen kicked Master Tang San on the chin with such force that his jaw was almost dislocated.

"You are worthy enough to beg for mercy from me? You can save these words for your grandfather when you go downstairs. I am not in the mood to listen."

Master Tang San's face was as pale as death. He seemed to have anticipated his next outcome. He was afraid that he would spend the rest of his life in prison without seeing the sun.

Of course he knew how many wrong things he had done in his life, each of which was enough to sentence him to death. If he really fell into the hands of the police, he would have died a thousand times already.

Bai Ning stood up, staring coldly at Mr. Tang San at his feet, and said, "Thirty-five years ago, you plotted to kill my grandfather, and thirty years ago you sent someone to kidnap me when my mother gave birth. That year, my mother had a difficult birth and suffered a lifelong illness, which made it impossible for her to have children again. And you almost caused the Shen family to be extinct. Bah, you deserve to die!"

Fortunately, God blessed Shen Ruxue and helped her find her biological daughter, otherwise the Shen family would have no descendants. Now the culprit is right in front of him, and Bai Ning really wants to execute him by slow slicing, but now we live in a society ruled by law, and the criminals are bound by the law, so it is not his turn to do it.

Master Tang San slowly raised his head. His face was covered in blood. Some of the blood had dried and coagulated on his skin, while some of it had become a sticky mass, which was quite scary.

He looked at Bai Ning's fair and clean face and suddenly laughed out loud.

"Hahahaha, I knew you were the baby girl from that year. I didn't expect you to survive. You are lucky."

He grinned evilly and said, "If I had known this would happen, I should have let that midwife strangle you to death. Firstly, the Shen family would have been cut off from the family, and secondly, there wouldn't have been so many problems."

Mr. Tang San was kneeling on the ground begging for mercy just now, but now his tone became arrogant and domineering. It can be seen that he actually did not realize his mistake from beginning to end, and the so-called begging for mercy was nothing but a hypocritical self-torture tactic.

Bai Ning thought about the accident that year that left her mother infertile and forced her to look for herself in the vast crowd. How desperate she must have been at that time!

Thinking of this, hatred gradually filled his heart. Bai Ning picked up the vase beside him, raised it above his head, and smashed it heavily on Mr. Tang San's head.

"boom!"

"Clap!"