"Madman."
Chen Li looked at the crazed Nan Qingqing and spat out those two words.
Nan Qingqing's foster mother rescued her from a fire and poured all her love onto her.
Whatever she wanted, she provided, even if it meant selling their belongings to afford it.
But Nan Qingqing was never satisfied, like a blood-sucking parasite, draining her foster parents dry, not even sparing their corpses.
In the end, she took the money, blamed them for their incompetence, dusted off her pants, and left that home to return to her biological parents.
Such a ruthless and ungrateful wretch truly deserves to die!
The strong man holding down Nan Qingqing looked up at Chen Li.
"Secretary Chen, what should we do next?"
Chen Li slowly stood up, looking down at Nan Qingqing with a chillingly cold gaze.
"Break her hands, send her to the police station, and also have someone notify the Nan Family."
