"Didn't I bring the evidence?" Ling looked at the five people standing next to her, implying that they were the evidence.

After the five people understood, one of them said, "Back then, Miss An Miaohan came to us and asked us to kidnap a person and then silence him. I was present for everything you saw at that time. Miss An Miaohan, you don't remember me."

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Because Ling went to see them a few days ago, who dares to disobey the Holy Lord's order? Moreover, their gang was also destroyed by the former Zijian Tang, precisely because An Miaohan did not want to leave any future troubles.

"Miaohan, is what he said true?" An Zeyu looked at An Miaohan in disbelief, hoping that what she said was true.

"...Yes, I did it. Everything he said is true." An Miaohan lowered her head and didn't look at anyone.

"Why did you do this? Why did you kill your mother? Why did you put the blame on Mengxue? Why!" An Zeyu shouted uncontrollably. Because of this, Mengxue's mother died. Because of this, he

She misunderstood that it was Mengxue who killed her, and drove Mengxue out of the An family. In the end, Mengxue became what she is now, a murderous demon without blinking an eye!

"Because you are partial! It is obvious that An Mengxue and I were both born to you and are your children, but you are only good to An Mengxue, what do you think of me! The content of what my mother said to An Mengxue that day was

Everyone heard it, so I killed her and asked An Mengxue to leave the An family, so that you would love me alone!" An Miaohan shed tears and squatted on the ground, like a helpless child.

"How could we be partial to you?" An Zeyu looked at An Miaohan squatting on the ground distressedly. After all, she was his daughter.

"Yes, you have it!" An Miaohan shouted loudly as if she had lost her soul.

At this time, Xue had already asked people to ask all the guests in the hall to leave the hall.

"I don't have time to listen to the homely talk of you two father and daughter." Ling crossed his arms and stood in front of An Zeyu and An Miaohan, looking at them condescendingly.

"Mengxue, can you forgive your sister?" An Zeyu squatted beside An Miaohan, comforting his daughter.

"Oh, is she my sister? I think she doesn't regard me as a sister at all, right?" Ling laughed at herself. Now she thinks that it is none of her business what happens to the An family.

"Mengxue, then you go back to An's house to live." An Zeyu said, feeling sorry for Ling who was living alone outside. (Do you still feel bad? It's funny!)

"Why? You were the one who drove me away in the first place, and now it's you who wants me to go back?" Ling still had that self-deprecating smile on his lips.

"Can't you really forgive dad?" An Zeyu's eyes could vaguely see tears, and he looked at Ling with heartache.

"You, I can forgive you, but she..." He didn't say anything, paused for a while, and pointed his finger at An Miaohan.

"I will never forgive you in my life!"

"Why?" An Zeyu still raised his head and looked at Ling.

"Because, my mother died in her hands!" Ling thought of her mother's appearance before she died, her eyes tightened, and she looked at An Miaohan with a bloodthirsty expression.

"But she is your biological sister, do you want her to die?" An Zeyu was in a dilemma. Both of them were his daughters and he didn't know what to do.

"That's right! But I won't let her die so easily. If she dies so easily, she will be long gone by the time I come back." After Ling Yi finished speaking, An Zeyu looked at her with surprised eyes.
Chapter completed!