"What are you!"

Fu Jinghan looked coldly at Han Lin, his eyes full of contempt and coldness.

"She is a dirty existence. Oh, the product of incest." Fu Jinghan said, looking down at Fu still: "do you know what incest is? It is a dirty existence despised by the whole society."

"Fu Jinghan, shut up! Damn it!"

Han Lin's anger soared and the veins on his forehead were exposed.

But Fu Jinghan held Fu still in his hand. No matter how angry he was, he couldn't do anything. He could only watch him in a rage and continue to hurt Fu still and instill negative emotions into her.

Seeing that Fu's condition is still getting worse and worse, Han Lin's internal organs are getting angry.

But at this moment, Fu, who was still silent and frightened, suddenly opened his mouth and said firmly, "I'm not. You're the bad guy! You robbed my mother and hurt me. You're the bad guy. You should be taken away by the police uncle and go to jail."

"What are you talking about?"

Fu Jinghan's face twisted and glared at Fu Jinghan in his arms.

The little guy puffed his face, but he didn't flinch in spite of fear.

Her stubborn appearance unexpectedly followed Gu Xinning's unexpected imagination.

Fu Jinghan's heart wavered for a moment. However, when he thought that this was Gu Xinning's daughter with Fu Chiyuan, which was the most favorable evidence of her betrayal, his eyes became resentful again.

"You are a bad man. I won't believe what you say. I don't believe a word."

Fu still looked at him and said firmly.

"Oh, it's really worthy of being Fu Chiyuan's daughter. It's really unpleasant. I really want to kill you."

"Fu Jinghan, don't mess around!"

Han Lin saw this and quickly opened his mouth to stop it.

Fu Jinghan suddenly grabbed Fu's still delicate neck. As long as he exerted a little force, the little guy would die of suffocation.

Han Lin was frightened and anxious. He was like an ant on a hot pot. He wanted to rush up and grab Fu back.

"I can't kill Fu Chiyuan, so I'll kill you first. I can revenge Fu Chiyuan and let him taste hell."

Fu Jinghan said as he worked hard on his hand. Fu's small face was still red, and he was about to be out of breath.

"Fu Jinghan! You can't get anything if you kill miss. I promise you, sir, will make your life worse than death and make you realize that there is a more terrible existence than hell."

Damn it, if the young lady gets hurt

Just as Fu was still suffocating, the door of the roof was knocked open.

"Sweetheart!"

Here comes Fu Chiyuan.

Seeing his baby daughter strangled by the unkempt Fu Jinghan, Fu Chiyuan was almost strangled to death.

His eyes were cold and frightening, and he stared at Fu Jinghan firmly.

"Oh, at last."

Fu Jinghan kept pinching Fu's neck and looked back at Fu Chiyuan.

"What do you want to do?"

Fu Chiyuan clenched his fists and asked coldly.

Now he wished he could rush to get his daughter back and make the one with his neck pinched.

That's his precious daughter!

Fu Chiyuan's heart clutched fiercely, but his face was calm.

"Oh, so you have a heart, Fu Chiyuan. I thought you, a cold-blooded and ruthless person, wouldn't care about the life and death of others. It's good to prove that the chips in my hand are still very useful."

Fu Jinghan said with a cold smile.

He slowly released his hand, but still held Fu's arm tightly and put the sharp blade against her white and tender neck again.

Seeing the bleeding wound on Fu's neck, Fu Chiyuan's ruthlessness almost gushed out.

Staring at Fu Jinghan coldly, he stepped forward and asked.

"What do you want me to do?"

"What are you doing?" Fu Jinghan sneered and his eyes were full of twisted hatred: "I want you to return all the things you took away from me! If you want your daughter's life, give me everything you have. Also, jump down from here. How about trading your life for your daughter's?"

Fu Jinghan's eyes were full of, and he looked at Fu Chiyuan cruelly.

"If I do what you say, you really let my daughter go?"

"Of course."

Fu Jinghan smiled carelessly and looked at Fu Chiyuan like watching a good play.

"Yes."

When Fu Chiyuan called, his lawyer rushed over with the hurried documents in his hand.

"Let him see."

The lawyer took the document and opened it page by page for Fu Jinghan to see for himself.

"That's no good. I want cash now. I want all the cash in your private account and company account!"

He wants to manage the company. Of course, it's not as affordable as money.

With the money, he can leave and go anywhere at ease.

"Yes, but give me time."

Fu Chiyuan agreed without hesitation. The rest of his eyes had been watching Fu still.

After some trouble, she looked very weak. Pale face, a look is too frightened. If we don't hurry up, the little guy's situation will be more serious.

But even though Fu Chiyuan was anxious, he had to follow Fu Jinghan's order.

Waiting is long.

Fu Jinghan simply held Fu still to the roof and kept his strength against the wall.

Last time he was beaten, his leg was lame, and his wrist didn't use much strength, but it was OK to pinch a child's neck, which was the reason why Fu Chiyuan and Han Lin didn't notice his wrist injury.

But his lameness is obvious.

Fu Chiyuan quickly thought about the Countermeasures in his heart, and his face was silent.

"Let's play a little game before the lawyer finishes everything."

Fu Jinghan finished, looked at Han Lin and ordered, "go and bring your husband a dagger. Remember to be sharp."

Han Lin immediately looked at Fu Chiyuan.

Seeing Fu Chiyuan nodding, he walked away with anger and soon came back with a dagger.

"Do you know what I've been living these days? I don't have enough to eat, wear warm clothes, and even a place to sleep. Oh, it's really hard to go to the garbage can to find something to eat. Fu Chiyuan, all this is thanks to you. I can't swallow these words without getting some interest back."

"What do you want me to do?"

Fu Chiyuan took the dagger and asked.

"I'm lame because of your pressing step by step. Now it's time for you to pay the price. It's very simple. I let you stab yourself in the leg with a dagger. You can choose your left leg or right leg, but it must be more serious than mine."

Fu Jinghan said calmly, his face full of drama abuse.

"Sir!"

Han Lin frowned and looked anxiously at Fu Chiyuan.

Fu Chiyuan didn't even have a superfluous expression. He took the dagger and stabbed it into his left leg.

"Dad!"

Fu still stared at Fu Chiyuan's injured and bleeding leg in fear.

"Baby, close your eyes."

Fu Chiyuan endured the sharp pain in his leg and smiled at his daughter.