Fang Yuan thought about it and felt that going in seemed fine, so he bravely walked in.
"Yan Huan, why isn't the light on in such a dark house?"
A light chuckle came from the kitchen, "Dad, have you forgotten that all the money in the house was taken by you? How can I afford to pay the electricity bill?"
Fang Yuan's expression changed slightly, but he quickly recovered and stepped over Zhou Wenjing towards the kitchen: "I just invested the money. If it's successful, we'll be able to eat and drink well again and return to our original life."
As he spoke, he disdainfully surveyed the house: "It's not me saying this, but how can this place be worthy of us, father and daughter? Don't you think so, Yan Huan?"
Fang Yan Huan nodded, tilted her head, and looked at Fang Yuan, who was leaning against the kitchen door: "Us, father and daughter?"
"Yes, of course."
"So, Dad means you didn't include Mom?"
"Your mom isn't..." Fang Yuan's voice abruptly stopped.
"So, you know."
The light tone sent an inexplicable shiver down Fang Yuan's spine. Just as he was about to turn and leave, he felt a sharp pain in his arm.
Fang Yan Huan turned on the light, a kitchen knife in her hand dripping with blood.
"Fang Yan Huan, do you know what you're doing?" Fang Yuan clutched his arm, looking at Fang Yan Huan in terror, "I'm your father, how dare you hurt your old man? Aren't you afraid of divine retribution?"
Fang Yan Huan's lips curled up, and her eyes held a fanatical madness: "You and Zhou Wenjing are indeed husband and wife. Your dying words are exactly the same."
"Ha." Fang Yuan chuckled angrily, "Fang Yan Huan, you really don't think I'm a silly woman like your mother, do you? You really think I don't know what you did to your mother?"
"If that's the case, why did you come in?"
"Because I'm your father, would you dare to kill me?" Fang Yuan's eyes were full of disdain. "Moreover, I'm a grown man, and you, you can't lift a finger. You still want to kill me? It's not that I'm looking down on you, but do you think you have that ability?"
Fang Yan Huan smiled and nodded: "So that's how it is. Dad, why are you so smart? I never knew."
"You should learn from me. I don't keep useless people around." Fang Yuan disdainfully kicked Zhou Wenjing on the ground. "And what are you going to do with this one?"
"I don't know." Fang Yan Huan suddenly looked up, her eyes red as she looked at Fang Yuan, "Dad, what should I do now? I don't want to go to jail, I don't want to die."
"Tsk, can't you be a little braver? Where did the courage you had when you killed someone just now go?"
Fang Yan Huan shook her head and knelt on the ground: "Just now, just now Mom was saying such unpleasant things that I really couldn't help myself and acted. Dad, I really didn't mean it."
"Oh?" Fang Yuan's disdain almost materialized as he saw her put down the kitchen knife and beg him on her knees. "You had an argument?"
Fang Yan Huan nodded vigorously and crawled a few steps closer to Fang Yuan: "She, she said you were useless, that you cheated her money, that you took the money and messed around, and didn't care about her at all. I couldn't help but argue with her a few words, and then she said she shouldn't have brought me back. I couldn't control myself, Dad, I really don't know what happened to me just now."
Fang Yuan looked at Fang Yan Huan: "Just because she said you weren't as good as Fang Miao Miao?"
Fang Yan Huan honestly nodded: "Yes, I was furious."
Fang Yuan sneered, unconcerned: "Tell me, how are we going to resolve this now?"
"I don't know, Dad, please help me."
Fang Yuan impatiently kicked Fang Yan Huan: "Now you know to look for your dad? Weren't you quite spirited just now?"
"Dad."
"Alright." Fang Yuan rolled his eyes. "I think your mother was right. You are indeed useless, you can't do anything right. You were so reserved back then, thinking Wen Lan is not good enough. Well, he's now the boss of the Wen Group, and you're just hiding pitifully in this place."
Fang Yan Huan remained silent.
Fang Yuan spoke as he stood up and searched for bags in the drawer: "What are you standing there for? Hurry and find me gloves, what do you expect? Do you want me to leave fingerprints and have the police think I was the killer?"
Fang Yan Huan watched Fang Yuan search for items, her lips curling up wildly.
He was truly arrogant and idiotic.
He believed her simple plea for mercy.
But why would she leave evidence lying around her?
She wasn't stupid.
"I said, what are you standing there for..." Fang Yuan turned around and was stunned to see Fang Yan Huan, who had somehow picked up the kitchen knife again and was charging at him.
Before he could react, the bloodstained kitchen knife plunged directly into his stomach.
"You called me useless, but you are the one who is both useless and conceited, thinking you're so capable."
Fang Yan Huan spoke as she pulled the knife out.
Watching Fang Yuan completely stop breathing, Fang Yan Huan's frantic and uneasy heart instantly calmed.
She calmly wiped the bloodstains from the knife, then staged a scene of a fight that led to their deaths. Only then did she finally breathe a sigh of relief, grabbed the card she found in Fang Yuan's pocket, and turned to leave.
Fortunately, the place was remote, and there were no cameras.
She was finally free. Without those two burdens, she could live a better life, maybe even find a rich and handsome man and return to her former life of luxury.
She was going to welcome her new life.
Fang Yan Huan looked at the dark alley behind her and smiled with relief and abandon.
She walked smugly down the street, completely unaware that two people were watching her from the dark alley.
"What do you guys want!"
"Help! Is anyone there? Someone's robbing me!"
Fang Yan Huan fell to the ground, her arms protecting her small purse.
She couldn't understand what the two people were saying.
She only knew that if she let go, her future life would be a long and bleak road.
Thinking of this, a surge of strength came from nowhere.
She kicked one of the foreigners, who was relatively short, with all her might.
The foreigner cried out in pain, held his leg, and said a few words before delivering several heavy kicks to Fang Yan Huan's stomach.
"Help! Is anyone there? Help, help me."
The other person, looking at Fang Yan Huan lying on the ground, almost like a madwoman, couldn't hold back any longer. He picked up a stone from the side and smashed it heavily onto Fang Yan Huan's head.
Fang Yan Huan felt her whole body go limp. She felt as if her vision was blurring.
She couldn't see clearly, only vaguely saw the two people snatch her bag and curse something under their breath.
Then, they casually threw her bag aside and fled.