Lovely Substitute Bride

"My father, of course."    

Feng Ming's tone was plain, as if it was normal.    

With that, he put down his sleeves and buttoned them again.    

Wen Tiantian looked at him blankly.    

Now he knew why Feng Ming always wore a proper suit. Could it be that it was to cover the wounds on his body?    

Just as he was thinking, Feng Ming continued, "My mother once cheated when I was very young, and I can't change it no matter what."    

Wen Tiantian raised her head and looked at Feng Ming, listening to his bland tone.    

"The reason why her entire Feng Family has fallen to such a state is all thanks to her."    

Saying that, he curled the corner of his mouth and let out a sneer.    

"You think my parents died in a car accident? No, that was just news that had been spread intentionally by the Feng Family in order to cover up the truth. "    

"How could this be …"    

Wen Tiantian's heart skipped a beat as a thought popped up in her mind.    

"Could it be …"    

"That's right. After my mother cheated on me so many times, my father couldn't bear to kill her. In the end, he chose to commit suicide."    

He turned around and looked at Wen Tiantian with an intimidating gaze.    

"Look, even behind the family that everyone is envious of, isn't there a hidden bitterness that no one knows about?"    

Feng Ming had a smile on his face, but it didn't contain a hint of warmth. Instead, it was a sneer and a taunt that shocked everyone.    

"But even so, this can't become an excuse for you to kill someone." Wen Tiantian said bluntly.    

However, Feng Ming still persisted.    

"I've said it before, I'm saving you."    

This was the second time Wen Tiantian had heard this from him, but she still didn't understand what was going on.    

At this moment, Feng Ming had already woken up from his reminiscence. The smile in his eyes returned to his usual gentle, refined, and noble appearance.    

"What other place do you want me to go to? I can accompany you. Wait until it gets dark, then I won't be able to go out."    

Looking at the smile on his face, Wen Tiantian felt a little upset. With a slight frown, she forcefully suppressed the peculiar feeling in her heart.    

Just as he was about to speak, he heard the sound of water.    

"What is that sound?" Is there a river nearby? "    

"It's just a stream. Do you want to go and take a look?" Feng Ming said without care.    

Wen Tiantian nodded and followed Feng Ming to the back.    

After walking for nearly ten minutes, a half-meter wide stream appeared before his eyes.    

The stream flowed out from an unknown source, slowly flowing outwards.    

Wen Tiantian squatted beside the stream and saw that the water was clear and the spring water was gurgling. It was very pleasing to the ear.    

He reached his hand in and felt the icy stream. Apparently, it came from underground.    

However, he didn't know if the water would be able to flow outside the forest...    

When Wen Tiantian thought of this question, an idea popped into her mind.    

She hurriedly stood up and walked towards the wooden house.    

Feng Ming followed beside her.    

"They're going back so soon?"    

Wen Tiantian replied hurriedly, "There will be plenty of time in the future. Don't you have to stay here for a few more days? Let's go out together tomorrow. "    

After saying that, she dove into the wooden hut.    

The room was improvised, and all that was left was some improvised knick-knacks.    

The glass that she smashed earlier was still there. Looking around, there was nothing that could notify Ji Jingchen of this.    

While he was thinking, several bodyguards opened the door and brought in something.    

Wen Tiantian took a closer look and discovered that it was a few paintings.    

The paintings were all neatly wrapped up. Just by looking at the material, it was somewhat strange.    

Wen Tiantian seemed to have realized something, and she lifted her head abruptly to look at the paintings on the wall, and instantly came to a realization.    

These paintings were actually made from the same material!    

Not a canvas, but skin!    

It seemed that Feng Ming was very satisfied with his paintings. No matter where he went, he had to bring them along.    

Did he want to leave the painting here?    

It was absolutely chilling to be with these strange paintings!    

Wen Tiantian sat at the side, watching the bodyguards put the paintings in the corner of the room.    

Seeing their indifferent expressions, he couldn't help but ask, "Do you all know where these paintings came from?"    

He thought that the bodyguards would be just like before, unable to speak to her.    

But before they could finish, the two of them said, "Human skin, didn't you already know that?"    

Such a cold attitude instantly caused Wen Tiantian to frown.    

"Even so, do you still want to shield him?"    

Hearing that, the two bodyguards put down their things and turned to look over.    

"Miss Wen, the one who can't see the situation clearly is you, right?"    

"What do you mean?"    

"Do you know any of this? Do you know who the people the Young Master killed were?"    

Wen Tiantian was instantly puzzled by the rhetorical question.    

She remembered that she had seen the information about the dead people at Instructor Yan's place.    

Other than the fact that they were all women, there was no other difference.    

Noticing Wen Tiantian's puzzled gaze, one of the bodyguards finally explained.    

"All the people Young Master Feng killed were women who cheated when they had a family."    

After saying that, the bodyguard's gaze instantly became fierce. Those women deserve to die! Young Master is just punishing them in place of the police! "    

The other bodyguard also began to curse indignantly.    

"The men and children that the women left in their own homes don't care, and yet they are cheating on us, harming our entire family. It's not a pity that they died!"    

Wen Tiantian immediately thought of what Feng Ming had told her.    

The mistress of the Feng Family was also a person who was accustomed to cheating …    

But even if that was the case, it wouldn't be enough to justify his murder.    

What's more …    

Wen Tiantian frowned. She remembered what she saw at the police station. That woman hadn't cheated …    

Seeing that Wen Tiantian had quieted down, the two bodyguards snorted coldly and turned around to leave.    

The door of the wooden house was closed once more, and the room became dark. Only the light from the windows could shine into the room, landing on the paintings in the corner.    

Wen Tiantian was still frowning as her mind was in a mess. She kept recalling what Feng Ming had just told her, as well as the insistence of the bodyguards.    

Her eyes fell on the paintings again. She took a deep breath and leaned over them.    

He stretched out his hand and carefully touched the canvas.    

The soft touch made her entire body shiver. She withdrew her hand and felt a chill in her heart.    

After a while, she finally suppressed the fear in her heart and carefully picked up one of the paintings.    

This painting depicted a chubby child with a pair of innocent black eyes, yet it also exuded a sense of strangeness.    

Wen Tiantian frowned.    

"Sorry."    

She picked up a shard of glass from the floor and carefully cut off a small piece of cloth from the canvas.    

He scrawled a few words on it.    

When she was done writing, Wen Tiantian put the "note" in her pocket and hid the painting at the bottom.    

After doing all this, the fear in his heart did not dissipate. Instead, it only intensified.    

He must find a chance to leave quickly and put these rags into the stream.    

He hoped that the stream would be able to connect to the outside. Someone had coincidentally discovered these "notes".