You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 4568: Enough is enough

Cedar looks like a rich man.

To the rich, a small role like him is like an ant, who can run over them with the touch of a finger.

How do they fight people?

What's more, people are holding their handles in their hands.

Let them lose their reputations and be blamed by thousands of people!

Wu Shi glanced at him contemptuously, and said lightly, "Do you know? You cheated Liang Huaijin of all his property back then, and it makes sense that you can still be like the ghost you are now... Because you are stupid! Look! How smart is Liang Hua? Even though Qin Yi and her are divorced now, they want money, money, and a house. Without Qin Yi, she can still live comfortably and nourished, unlike you... …”

Wist Stone gave a light "ha" contemptuously, didn't continue speaking, turned around and left.

The young man at the gate got into the car with him.

The car starts and leaves quickly.

When the sound of the car was no longer heard, Liang Xin got up from the ground and slumped into the sofa, gasping for breath.

Just now, he was scared to death.

He was really afraid that the man, like the story said, killed him, then dismembered his body, and then poured his body into cement, or sank it into the sea.

He will die without knowing it.

He doesn't want to die.

His child is still young.

He also wants to watch his child grow up and help his child marry and have children...

He grabbed his head and screamed a few times, then suddenly looked up at Liang Heng: "Did you hear? Don't go to Liang Huaijin and Liang Huyu again in the future! They have great skills now. We can’t afford to provoke them, and we will pretend that we don’t know Liang Huaijin and Liang Huyu, and stay away from them, do you hear me?”

"I didn't even want to go to them!" Liang Heng was so frightened that he roared back with a trembling voice: "You said that using our father's body can coerce Liang Huaijin and Liang Huyu to give us money. ...It was your idea from the beginning to the end, it was you **** who almost killed me, you..."

"Enough, don't say it anymore!" Liang Xin roared: "You want the neighbors to know about it, and then pass it on to your son's ears. When you are old, let your son take you as an example and watch it. If you die, don't you care?"

Liang Heng was silent.

He slammed down on the ground and hugged his head in pain: "What should we do now? We have to take care of our father's funeral, and I only have more than 3,000 yuan in my hand..."

"I don't even have three thousand yuan," Liang Xin gritted his teeth and said, "Five or six thousand yuan is not enough to buy a cemetery!"

"What should I do? What should I do? What should I do?" Liang Heng kept repeating these three words like crazy, crying and saying, "If we knew earlier, we wouldn't listen to our father and wouldn't cheat Liang Huaijin's money... If we hadn't cheated Liang Huaijin's money back then, we would still be living with our wife and children. Although we were a little poorer, we were still able to do well. The family was happy, and I could see my son when I walked into the house... You see Look now... look now! We were killed by our dead father!"

Liang Xin sneered, "You also nodded and agreed to cheat Liang Huaijin's money back then, and it wasn't that my dad put a knife across your neck and forced you to do it. If you could have persuaded him to stop doing it He might quit doing this wicked thing, didn't you persuade him to do it? Now I think of the dead father who blames you? It's too late!"

"Then tell me, what should I do now?" Liang Heng said unconvincingly: "You have the ability to preach, and you have the ability to take money out for him to handle the funeral!"