"Yan Shi is missing." Lin Xuan dropped this sentence and quickly cut the line.

Ye Weilan's heart tightened and she called him again, and a blind voice sounded over there.

She looked back at Qi Ye.

Qi Ye leaned against the sofa with his legs raised, his cool starry eyes as cold as a blade.

...

The winter in the imperial capital ushered in a cold wave again.

Bai Mei's wound was identified by experts and confirmed that there is a possibility of complete recovery.

Wen Ran's heart finally fell to the ground. She wanted to kill Bai Luo, but before that, there was another thing to do.

She walked into Bai Qiming's room swayingly, and her eyes fell on the face of the old man on the bed. In just two days, Bai Qiming seemed to have become ten years older and dying.

The housekeeper ran away. Bai Guodong was in prison. Wen Ran controlled the Bai family and deliberately refused to let the servants find a doctor for him. Bai Qiming breathed a sigh of relief, and it was only a few days later.

Wen Ran smiled: "Dad, get up and take medicine."

Bai Qiming opened his eyes, his turbid eyes were full of hatred. He opened his mouth and said tremblingly: "You..."

"Don't hate me, it's all Bai Luo. If she hadn't used you to exchange Mei'er's face, I wouldn't have done things so utterly. After all, it's not just your face that is lost in such a thing. The Bai family is also shamed. If you want to hate, hate her!"

Bai Qiming stretched out a dry hand and wanted to strangle her to death as if it were.

Wen Ran held a bowl of steaming medicine on her hands. She stared at the black and yellow medicine juice. A strange thing flashed in her eyes. She stepped forward and grabbed Bai Qiming's hand. Her smile was creepy: "Dad, it's time to take medicine!"

Bai Qiming seemed to see something, and his face spasm: "You... will be punished--"

Wen Ran pinched his chin and forced a mouthful of bitter medicine into his mouth, with a ferocious look: "I remember to hate Bailuo after going to hell, and I will help me greet that bitch Xu Yan!"

Bai Qiming struggled desperately, his eyes staring like dead fish, and his dry hands grabbed the edge of the bed with a harsh slashing sound...

Wen Ran held him desperately, aimed the mouth of the bowl at his mouth, and poured it into big mouthfuls: "Drink! Give me a drink! I'll die long after I drink it!"

At this moment, the rooms were suddenly kicked away. Wen Ran was startled, and the bowl of his finger fell to the ground and broke with a clang.

She turned around and was about to curse, her ferocious face was frozen on her face when she saw the row of uniformed detectives at the door. She panicked in her heart and yelled with a very quick reaction: "You are breaking into a private house! I want to appeal-"

Shen Junhao strode forward and lifted Wen Ran to the ground. He saw Bai Qiming who had rolled his eyes: "Go and call an ambulance!"

Immediately someone took out the phone, Tang Nuo glanced at it and shook his head: "It's too late."

He squatted down, picked up several pieces of porcelain bowl from the ground and put them in the evidence bag.

Shen Junhao asked: "Mr. Bai, do you have anything else to say?"

Bai Qiming twitched and spasmed, bleeding from his seven orifices, looking extremely miserable. His bleeding eyes stared at Wen Ran, with hatred of eating meat and skin: "Tell... Guodong... this bitch... kill me..."

After saying the last word, Bai Qiming completely died of breath like a dead fish that had only turned over.

He never closed his eyes until his death.
Chapter completed!