Jiang Ming's whole face turned into a pig's head and he could no longer speak.
The remaining scum of society have long since run away, and no one cares whether Jiang Ming is dead or alive.
"Xiaofan, hit me, hit me hard, I don't know this beast." Wu Ma said in a hoarse voice.
She really didn't want to live anymore. It was simply a sin to give birth to such an unrepentant son.
Jiang Ming's mouth was full of blood and he could not speak clearly, but you could vaguely see the resentment in his eyes, and he was not aware of any wrongdoing at all.
There is no cure for such a person. If Ning Fan hadn't thought that Jiang Ming was Wu Ma's son, he would have killed him long ago.
"Xiaoyue, take Wu Ma back to the room, I'll take care of it here." Ning Fan said.
"Um!"
Wu's mother helped Wu's mother back to her room. Her despair made her feel as if she had aged several years in an instant.
Then Ning Fan lifted Jiang Ming up and walked outside, throwing him directly at the gate.
Ning Fan directly stepped on Jiang Ming and said in a low voice: "Don't you have any repentance? Mother Wu has accumulated a lot of illnesses for you and your good-for-nothing father, including severe lung cancer. Are you still alone?"
"It's none of my business, she actually gave birth to me, so she's going to risk her life to support me. Is there anything wrong with her?"
"You are such a beast. I have hundreds of ways to kill you silently. Don't force me to kill you, get out!" Ning Fan said angrily.
"snort!"
Back in the villa, Wu's mother was already crying.
Tang Xiaoyue was comforting her, while Ning Fan went to the living room to tidy up.
After a long, long time, Wu Ma finally stopped crying and wanted to cook some dinner for Ning Fan.
But Ning Fan refused and asked her to have a good rest.
After a while, I saw Tang Xiaoyue coming out of Wu’s mother’s room and said, “Brother Xiaofan, Wu’s mother is so pitiful.”
"Hey, Mother Wu is a miserable person. Jiang Ming is like this entirely because of Jiang Zhihui's indifference. If Jiang Zhihui's majesty was there, Jiang Ming would not be like this."
Ning Fan touched Tang Xiaoyue's head and said, "It's very late, should you go to bed?"
"Brother Xiaofan, you should also go to bed early."
"Uh-huh!"
Ning Fan returned to his room to take a shower and rest, and he had to find a way to deal with Wu Ma's affairs.
But what should I do? Kill Jiang Ming and find an excuse to send Jiang Ming to jail. This will only make Wu Ma secretly sad.
One night passed, and in the early morning Ning Fan heard Wu's mother getting up to make breakfast.
"Wu Ma, are you not feeling well anywhere?" Ning Fan asked.
"No, go and wash up quickly, I'll make breakfast for you."
"OK, all right."
Tang Xiaoyue has no classes for the next two days, so she will learn how to cook with Wu's mother at home, which makes Ning Fan feel more at ease.
After arriving at school, Ning Fan saw Xiao Wanqing at first sight.
Xiao Wanqing was wearing a blue sportswear and was taking people from her club for a morning run when she also saw Ning Fan.
"Why did it hit the muzzle of the gun?"
Ning Fan said secretly in his heart and quickly took a detour.
But she was still caught by Xiao Wanqing: "Ning Fan, stop?"
Helpless, Ning Fan had no choice but to turn around silently and asked with a smile: "President Xiao, what are you doing for me?"
Xiao Wanqing smiled and said, "You're here just in time. I'm training a subject here, and there are still forty minutes of class. Are you coming over?"
"Okay, I still have to catch up on my homework, so I have to go to the classroom first?"
"Yurou, come here, I have something to tell you..."