Mo Feifei's brain was buzzing.
The look he gave Wen Tonghai was filled with astonishment and anger.
"Wen Tonghai, are you a beast? She is your own daughter, how can you be so heartless? She doesn't even have a mother anymore."
Mo Feifei remembered that Wen Ran told her that Wen Tonghai was her only relative left.
And this only relative actually hurt her like this.
Mo Feifei rushed forward like a madman, grabbed Wen Tonghai's collar, and shouted hysterically: "Wen Tonghai, if you still have a conscience, bring her back quickly. You beast, how could you hand her over to an old man!"
Mo Feifei's heart was broken when she thought about how desperate Wen Ran must be right now.
She was holding Wen Tonghai's collar so tightly that her hands were shaking uncontrollably, and the veins on her forehead were exposed because of anger.
“Bang!”
Wen Tonghai slapped Mo Feifei so hard that she fell to the side.
Mo Feifei's hand holding the collar loosened uncontrollably, and the whole person fell directly to the ground.
After half a minute, he still didn't get up, which shows how strong Wen Tonghai's grip was.
"How dare you teach me a lesson? I'm telling you, I'm going to use her to pay off my debt. What can you do to me?"
Wen Tonghai looked down at Mo Feifei with a contemptuous tone.
Wen Ran is his daughter.
A son should pay for his father's debts, so it was only right for him to use Wen Ran to pay off the debt.
How could he tolerate that Mo Feifei, an outsider, actually talked about him?
Mo Feifei's vision went dark and her curly hair became a mess.
She used her palms to support herself on the ground and forced herself to sit up.
Feeling a cool feeling flowing down her nose, she reached out to touch it, only to find that what was flowing out was actually blood.
Mo Feifei didn't have time to care about these things. Since the hard method didn't work, she started to use the soft method.
She raised her head and cried to Wen Tonghai, "Wen Tonghai, you just want money, I'll give it to you. I'll go make money, I'll go film, and I'll pay off all your debts! Go and bring Wen Ran back, I beg you!"
When she spoke of the latter part, Mo Feifei almost burst into tears.
Wen Tonghai looked at Mo Feifei with a bloody nose and disheveled hair and clothes, and felt disgusted.
"Wen Tonghai, do you want to kill Wen Ran?" Mo Feifei screamed while crying.
Wen Tonghai was completely indifferent.
He didn't even bother to listen to what Mo Feifei said, and turned around to go to the study to get some peace and quiet.
Mo Feifei climbed up from the ground with a trembling body, and went forward to grab Wen Tonghai's clothes, "Wen Tonghai, don't go! Go and bring Wen Ran back!"
"Get out of here!"
Wen Tonghai pushed Mo Feifei hard, extremely impatient with Mo Feifei's pestering.
If keeping Mo Feifei could not earn him some money, he would have kicked her out of the house long ago.
Mo Feifei fell to the ground again, and the sound of "thump" echoed throughout the living room.
But she seemed not to feel any pain. She immediately stood up again, grabbed a round wooden stool on the ground and threw it at Wen Tonghai.
"Wen Tonghai, you beast, go to hell!" Mo Feifei roared.
With a "bang", the wooden stool hit Wen Tonghai on the back of the head.
The next second, Wen Tonghai fell straight to the ground like a falling tree.
There was no sound except the sound of the body hitting the ground.
The violent storm turned into a calm at this moment, and it became quiet as if time had stopped.
Mo Feifei's body was stiff and her face was as pale as paper.
Looking at the blood spreading from under Wen Tonghai's head, she screamed and ran out of Qingyuan.
It would be better to say that he was crawling rather than running.
Running outside into the snow, Mo Feifei fell several times.
But she didn't dare look back, not even to look at the car belonging to Wen Tonghai parked in the yard.
He ran all the way out of Qingyuan as if he was running for his life.
My whole body was shaking like a sieve, I don’t know if it was because of the cold or fear.
He kept muttering, "I killed someone, I killed someone..."
After running until exhausted, Mo Feifei's knees gave way and he fell into the snow.
Thinking of Wen Ran, she finally regained some of her sanity.
He quickly took out his cell phone and dialed Wen Ran's number twice, but no one answered.
"What should I do? What should I do?" Mo Feifei held onto her cell phone, her hands black from the cold.
The heavy snow fluttered wildly, and soon left a white patch above Mo Feifei's head.
Mo Feifei's fingers trembled as she looked up Xiao Zhao's cell phone number.
She remembered that she had called Xiao Zhao before.
After flipping through a few pages, she finally found it. Mo Feifei's eyes were wet with excitement and she quickly dialed the number.
The phone rang twice and no one answered it, and Mo Feifei's heart was in a knot.
Be sure to answer it.
If Xiao Zhao doesn't answer, she really will be helpless.
Just when Mo Feifei was about to collapse, Xiao Zhao's lazy voice came from the phone, "Hello!"
Mo Feifei widened her eyes, held the phone to her ears with both hands, and said in a hoarse and choked voice, "Xiao Zhao, Xiao Zhao, go and save Wen Ran!" After saying that, Mo Feifei covered her mouth and cried heart-wrenchingly.
It's almost dark now. So much time has passed and I have no idea what's going on over there with Wen Ran.
If it was just as Wen Tonghai said, they would probably be one step too late now.
After hearing what Mo Feifei said, Xiao Zhao's voice instantly became serious, "Miss Mo, what happened?"
Mo Feifei cut to the chase, then quickened her pace and asked, "Do you have Mr. Shang's phone number? Tell him quickly. Only he can save Wen Ran now."
"Where are you now? Where is Wen Ran?" Xiao Zhao was also anxious, but in order to save people, she first had to figure out where to go.
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