Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free-Chapter 798 - 807: Farewell in Death (16)

He stubbornly wiped the wallet, yet refused to look at the documents inside.

The policeman sighed softly, stepped aside, and didn’t disturb him further.

Fu Nancheng held the wallet for a long time, but even though he didn’t want to look, out of the corner of his eye, he inadvertently glimpsed a photo inside the wallet.

It was a photo of her and him, a selfie taken at the Trevi Fountain in Rome.

His eyes were moist, misted over with a haze of water, as he shook his head with a light smile: "Xiao Mo, you’re so naughty, how could you give our photo to others? Even if... even if you don’t love me anymore, you shouldn’t give our photo to others, right..."

Other personnel hurried back and forth, busy with their work.

Only Fu Nancheng stood there alone, like a madman, holding the charred wallet and talking to himself.

"This is the victim’s phone."

Fu Nancheng lifted his gaze and saw a phone on the ground, reduced to a pile of fragments, losing his focus again.

At this moment, Yan Jiu and Qin Zhaoran also received the news and hurried over.

Yan Jiu rushed to Fu Nancheng’s side worriedly: "Third Brother!"

Fu Nancheng didn’t look up at him, only said softly, "Her phone is the same as Xiao Mo’s, don’t you think... it’s quite a coincidence."

Yan Jiu’s thin lips pursed slightly, as he looked at the incomplete corpse on the ground and made no sound.

Just then, several policemen attempted to lift the fragments of the body away, but Fu Nancheng, as if touched on a raw nerve, rushed forward and pushed them away: "Don’t touch her! None of you are allowed to touch her!"

Yan Jiu found the person in charge and negotiated briefly, and everyone in the factory withdrew outside.

Fu Nancheng knelt on the ground, looking at the corpse on the ground, laughing lightly.

Xiao Mo... tell me it’s not you... tell me it’s not you.

You can’t be so heartless, you can’t leave me.

His eyes were bloodshot, a string of bloody tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

Xiao Mo, I haven’t had the chance to explain to you yet... I haven’t had the chance to apologize!

You wouldn’t leave me like this, would you... would you...

Fu Nancheng sat amidst the wreckage, cradling the incomplete corpse, sometimes crying, sometimes laughing like a madman.

Yan Jiu, heart aching, turned away to avoid looking at him.

"Ah!!! You won’t die! You can’t die! If you die, what’s the point of all this?!" Fu Nancheng roared angrily, punching the ground heavily, making ’bang bang’ sounds.

The factory floor trembled slightly, and before long, his hands were bloodstained.

He cried out like a child, holding the remnants of the corpse tighter: "Don’t leave me... I know I was wrong... I really know I was wrong. I apologize to you, please come back."

Looking at the corpse in his arms, he didn’t know what the point of everything he was doing was.

He always claimed he was doing it to protect her, didn’t want her to suffer.

But in the end... what was the outcome...

Why did it turn out like this?

"Xiao Mo... wake up... please come back... As long as you come back, I’ll do whatever you say."

In the air, besides the smell of gunpowder and the strong scent of blood, there was nothing but silence.

"That day you said you didn’t love me, it’s okay, really okay. As long as you come back, I won’t force you anymore."

Fu Nancheng whispered to himself, and every time he recalled the quarrel during their last meeting, which turned out to be their very last encounter in this lifetime, a thing called regret almost consumed him, leaving him in unbearable pain.

A rush of footsteps sounded from outside the door, and Yan Jiu looked up.