Pan Fan scolded again: "You killed my son. Our son's mourning hall has been arranged for so many days. It's okay if you don't go and see it, but my son's funeral is hereby held this morning, and you don't even go to see it? I've never seen someone as unscrupulous as you!"

An Jing sneered: "You fell to death by your son, do you blame us? Don't think we don't know, the news of you falling to death by your son has spread all over the world. Just throw your son to death by yourself, but you actually scold us for being heartless. You are really drunk."

Pan Fan couldn't understand what An Jing's last sentence meant, but he could also hear it was definitely not a good thing, so he became even more angry and his fingers pointed at An Jing and trembled due to anger.

Pan Fan shouted loudly: "If I hadn't come to find you, my son would have fallen to death?! My son died on the way back from you! My son would have died sooner or later but he died at that time. If he hadn't killed him, you would have cursed him to death!"

An Jing really wanted to roll his eyes on Pan Fan, "You said that you came to us by yourself, and it wasn't us who asked you to come to us, blame us? You blame yourself for being almost the same! Your son is weak, and many people have seen it. It was when you hugged him and ran towards Pan Shuangquan, and someone accidentally fell and killed him! I said that my husband was so cruel that I cursed him to death. Just shirking the responsibility, you actually came to our house today to make unreasonable trouble? I will ask you, are you shameless?"

"You are so embarrassed to call me shameless?" Pan Fan became even more angry, his face becoming ferocious, "You have killed my son! My son is still so young!"

Quietly and speechless. It’s a waste of saliva when talking to this person.

"You must be jealous of me having a son, but you can't give birth!" Pan Fan continued to curse. "Your hearts are so dark! I let my son die like that! Son, I'm sorry for you!"

As he spoke, Pan Fan started crying again, "Why would you bring you to their place? If you don't come to their place, you will not die, son... son..."

As she cried and howled, Pan Fan suddenly became angry again and cursed to An Jing loudly: "My son has been killed by you. Your heart is so dark. Why do you have children? Your daughter shouldn't have them! You deserve to be a stone girl! God is really blind, and you actually let you get pregnant with a child. It's unfair...unfair..."

Pan Fan looked at An Jing's belly, and the bulging belly slowly stimulated Pan Fan's eyes turned red. Her son was killed by this man, and this man was still pregnant with two more!

Thinking of this, Pan Fan's eyes were even redder when he was stimulated: "You are so unscrupulous, how can you get pregnant? Even if you are pregnant, you shouldn't have a baby! My son was killed by you. Do you think you two can be born? Dreaming! You must have a baby in your stomach! I curse you two children to die-ah-ah-"

Before Pan Fan could finish his words, he screamed. Xiao Changyi kicked her and was kicking her in the stomach. While she screamed, she also squatted down with her stomach in pain.

The stomach was so hot that it was burning. After a while, Pan Fan even spit out a mouthful of blood.
Chapter completed!