Marital shenanigans: ex-wife, don't come back

Lin Siwei's mother kept shaking Lin Siwei's body, of course, there was no response.

She looked up at Zhan Yan, stared at her fiercely and growled, "Zhan Yan, what did you do to my daughter? You killed my daughter! I want to call the police, I want to call the police!"

Lin Siwei's mother said, took out her mobile phone and dialed 110

However, before the police came, Fu Beichen came back first.

When he received the call from sister-in-law Chen, he was holding a shareholders' meeting. Naturally, he couldn't get away. As soon as the meeting was over, he couldn't wait to go home, but he didn't expect to see such a picture.

Lin Siwei's mother is arguing with Zhan Yan. On the leather sofa in the living room, Lin Siwei is lying in a pool of blood. She is wearing a white skirt with mottled blood splashing on her body, just like the enchanting flowers on the other shore in the snow.

Fu Beichen approached her step by step. His sight gradually became pale and blurred. In his deep ink eyes, there were only two colors, white as snow and red as blood.

He stopped in front of Lin Siwei, stretched out his palm and touched her cheek, and the skin touched by his palm was cold without a trace of temperature.

At the moment, Lin Siwei's face was as pale as lime. No one would think she was just sleeping. The sharp knife inserted in her chest had stopped her heart and breathing.

Fu Beichen knew that Lin Siwei was dead.

"Lin Siwei, Lin Siwei -" Fu Beichen subconsciously shook Lin Siwei again. He wanted her to die to compensate him for so many estrangements between him and Zhan Yan, but he never thought of such a form. After all, it was too exciting for Zhan Yan.

Now that Lin Siwei died here, would Yan Yan kill her?

After all, Zhan Yan hates her so much, which everyone knows!

But Fu Beichen didn't expect to end everything in such a tragic way.

Fu Beichen looked at the dead woman in front of him. His eyes were dark and narrow, but he took a cold breath until the police came.

Zhan Yan stood alone not far away, his eyes were full of sadness, and a burst of pale color appeared on his beautiful face.

She just looked at Fu Beichen and stared at Lin Siwei. She looked like a lone wolf who had lost his partner.

So you pretend everything these days, don't you?

After a gust of wind, the flowers on the windowsill withered, leaving a white bright shadow in the air and falling on the ice cooled black floor.

"Fu Beichen, you don't believe me, do you?" Zhan Yan smiled.

Fu Beichen didn't speak. He just stood where he was. His eyes were so secretive that no one could guess.

At this time, the two policemen came over and stood in front of Zhan Yan.

"We received a report that someone was deliberately murdered here!"

Fu Beichen did not speak, but looked at the people over there and frowned slightly.

On the other hand, the police are taking evidence and taking notes.

Lin Siwei's mother insisted that she saw Zhan Yan kill her daughter with her own eyes, cried to punish the murderer and avenge her daughter, and raised her hand to give Zhan Yan a slap, which happened.

Zhan Yan was too frightened, and Fu Beichen ignored her, so she looked a little confused. She couldn't dodge at all, and was slapped by her.