Mr. Fu's Bai Yueguang is not good

Fu Zechuan's face was hit sideways, and his cheeks were painful, but he didn't care to wipe off the water droplets on his cheeks with the back of his hand.

He unfastened the handcuffs on his hands, reached out to hug Ji Fanfan, and at the same time said lightly, "If you don't want to do it again, just be good."

Tears of humiliation swirled stubbornly in his eyes, Ji Fanfan gritted his teeth and let him carry him out.

Fu Zechuan changed his clothes in silence, then handcuffed him by the bed again, and finally brought him breakfast.

Sitting next to Ji Fanfan, he smiled gently, "Are you tired? Eat something."

Ji Fanfan angrily waved those things away, and the good breakfast rolled to the ground in a mess, and the good feelings along with it fell apart.

"Fanfan..."

"roll!!"

Fu Zechuan looked at Ji Fanfan's agitated look, and knew that he wouldn't listen to what he said now. It didn't matter, he thought, as long as he kept him by his side long enough, he would definitely compromise in the end.

Fu Zechuan cleaned up the things on the ground, put another breakfast at Ji Fanfan's hand, and then locked the door and left.

In the huge room, Ji Fanfan hugged his head in mournful pain, his tears kept rolling down, and the quilt was smudged with water stains of pain.

He cried for a long time before he finally stopped, leaning his eyes blankly to one side, trying to comfort himself, he will be able to go out soon, escape from this place soon, soon...

Song Chengcheng appeared in the afternoon.

Taking advantage of Fu Zechuan's inattention, he took the key to his house and left the engagement banquet secretly.

At this moment, he opened the door like a thief, but there was no one in the room, "Ji Fanfan? Ji Fanfan, where are you? Ji Fanfan, I'm here."

When Ji Fanfan heard Song Chengcheng's voice, he got up subconsciously but was pulled back to his original position by the handcuffs.

"Mr. Song! Mr. Song, I'm here! Mr. Song!"

Song Chengcheng heard a faint voice calling in the empty house. He could only determine the approximate location, but he couldn't know which room Ji Fanfan was locked in.

So he could only follow the approximate direction of the sound and search for it one by one.

Finally, he finally locked the room Ji Fanfan was in, but this room was locked again, damn it, he doesn't have a key!

Song Chengcheng shouted to Ji Fanfan who was inside the door: "Ji Fanfan, I don't have the key, I'm going to kick the door, don't stand behind the door."

Ji Fanfan looked at the handcuffs on his right hand with a wry smile, "Don't worry, I'm not behind the door."

Song Chengcheng took a deep breath, and kicked towards the door lock with a "bang", but not only did the door not open, but he was rebounded by the force and took a step back.

"Damn! Why is the door of Fu Zechuan's house so strong!"

Song Chengcheng kicked up again with all his strength, twice if he failed once, and finally when he kicked the door for the third time, the door lock finally showed signs of loosening.

He slammed his body hard again and again, although his shoulder hurt terribly from the impact, but he finally knocked the door open.

But the scene in front of him made him dumbfounded again. Ji Fanfan was handcuffed beside the bed like a prisoner, his pale face looked really bad.

He quickly came to Ji Fanfan's side, tugged on the silver handcuffs, his face darkened.

When he helped Fu Zechuan cheat Ji Fanfan last time, Song Chengcheng felt very sorry, but he never thought that Fu Zechuan would lock Ji Fanfan up!

He is really getting crazy!

And now, letting Ji Fanfan go without authorization means that he has betrayed his good brother, but right now he can't control that much anymore.

Song Chengcheng asked Ji Fanfan one by one, "Do you know where the key is?"

Ji Fanfan shook his head, "He always takes the key out, I don't know where he puts it."

Song Chengcheng tugged on the handcuffs depressedly, he thought about it carefully, and suddenly said: "You wait here first, I'll go find the key."

After the words fell, he strode out of the room and headed for the study.

He knew Fu Zechuan a little bit, and knew that he would put some important documents in the dark cabinet under the computer desk in the study, and he thought that there might be keys for the handcuffs there.

However, when he was about to reach the study, he suddenly stopped, and he looked at the monitoring system above his head.

He almost forgot to turn off this thing. The study room is a restricted area. Once he opens the door and enters, Fu Zechuan's cell phone will immediately receive an abnormal notification text message.

So he took another detour, first went downstairs to cut off the main power supply at home, and then re-entered the study.

Song Chengcheng pulled the cabinet open, and then touched the mechanism of the cabinet, pushing the bottom panel of the cabinet away, revealing the dark layer below, and the key was lying quietly in the dark cabinet as he expected.

Song Chengcheng didn't have time to think and feel emotion, took the key and ran back to the room where Ji Fanfan was locked up, and released the handcuffs on Ji Fanfan's hands.

The moment the handcuffs were released with a "click", it meant that they finally regained their freedom. Ji Fanfan was so excited that tears filled his eyes, "Mr. Song, thank you!"

Song Chengcheng sighed tiredly, "Stop talking, let's go."

Ji Fanfan just stood up, but his legs were weak and he couldn't stand still, and his eyes dimmed for a moment.

Song Chengcheng quickly reached out to support his shaking body, "Are you okay?"

Ji Fanfan eased the feeling of dizziness, and shook his head lightly, "...It's okay, let's go."

"Then I'll take you back to Ji's house."

"it is good."

Song Chengcheng felt that Ji Fanfan's complexion was too bad, as if he would faint in the next second, so he didn't dare to mention what happened in Ji's house during the drive back to Ji's house.

All the way downstairs to Ji's house, Song Chengcheng also knew that paper could not contain fire after all, he struggled to speak, "Well, Ji Fanfan, there is something, you may, you need to be mentally prepared."

Ji Fanfan stopped when he was about to get out of the car, and looked at him suspiciously, "Mr. Song, what's wrong?"

Song Chengcheng thought that he would know sooner or later that long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, so he took a deep breath, "Your father passed away."

Ji Fanfan froze in just one sentence, he seemed to be frozen in place, unable to react at all, the remaining blood on his face faded away, and even his lips turned pale Pale.

Song Chengcheng was terribly frightened by him, so he quickly pushed him, "Ji Fanfan, don't be scary! Scaring people will scare people to death!"

After a while, Ji Fanfan finally recovered his dry and hoarse voice, "Song, Mr. Song, are you kidding me..."

"I dare not joke about such a thing! But—"

Before Song Chengcheng finished speaking, Ji Fanfan opened the car door in confusion, "I'm sorry, I..."

Song Chengcheng took his hand and told him the current situation in an orderly manner, "Ji Fanfan, calm down and listen to me. It has been almost a week since your father passed away, but he has not been buried yet. It is said that the body is still there. Leave it at home... don't worry—"

Ji Fanfan couldn't listen to him at all, tears rolled down his face, he finally opened the door and broke free from Song Chengcheng's hands and got out of the car.

But as soon as his legs softened, he knelt down directly, and the hard stone knocked his knees painfully. He stood up quickly as if he didn't feel it, and ran home after stumbling.

He pushed open the door with all his strength, and Ms. Liang, Ji Yuanyu, and Ms. Liang's father, Mr. Liang, were all inside.

Those people were taken aback by Ji Fanfan who suddenly barged in, and then showed ironic and disgusted expressions in unison.

Ji Fanfan grabbed someone with tears in his eyes and asked, "Where is my dad! Where is my dad! Where is he?!"

Ji Yuanyu slapped his hand away in disgust, "I thought you were so filial? It turned out that everyone died for a week before showing up. Ji Fanfan, you are such a filial son."

Ji Yuanyu didn't answer him, so Ji Fanfan grabbed another person and asked him. His eyes were red and he spoke incoherently, "Where is he!? Impossible! It is impossible for him to leave without telling me! Impossible!"

Ms. Liang was calm and indifferent from beginning to end. He looked at Ji Fanfan who was crying, and his cold voice seemed to come from hell, "So, did you agree to those conditions?"

Ji Fanfan collapsed and knelt on the ground, "Tell me where he is..."

"Come with me." Ms. Liang threw down these four words and walked forward. Ji Fanfan seemed to have grasped the only life-saving straw, and quickly got up and staggered to follow her.

Ms. Liang took him all the way to Ji's garage before stopping.

Then she pressed the remote control in her hand to raise the garage door, revealing the coffin inside.

Ji Fanfan walked over step by step in disbelief, he walked very slowly, every step seemed to be walking on ice blades, the pain made him almost suffocate.

Because the corpse had been parked for too long, gray and decayed corpse spots had appeared on the corpse, and those corpse spots were spread all over the face of the corpse in large chunks, and there were milky white maggots wriggling on the corpse.

Although activated charcoal was placed in the coffin to absorb the odor of the corpse, the rotting smell of the corpse still filled the entire garage.

The scene in front of him made Ji Fanfan's eyes go black with rage, his whole body's strength seemed to be taken away suddenly, and he fell slumped beside the coffin, trembling all over, he was really going crazy.

Ms. Liang stood in front of him mercilessly, "It's because you haven't shown up and you didn't agree to our conditions, so I would rather let him stink here and let him grow worms here." Gritting his teeth, he felt a little more relaxed.

The great grief Ji Fanfan made Ji Fanfan forget to cry, but the hot tears flowed uncontrollably, and his pupils trembled in disbelief when he heard the cold words she uttered.

Ms. Liang pushed the information on giving up her inheritance that she had prepared before Ji Fanfan, "How is it? Have you thought it through?"

The long nails covered with red nail polish were like devil's claws. She pointed at the place where the signature was written on the paper, and looked at Ji Fanfan sharply with cold eyes, as if looking at a piece of garbage, "As long as you sign here, I will let you Let Dad be buried and let him go in a dignified manner."?