Husband is bad: evil president is not easy to mess with

Hearing the order, the people who followed Sikong Jingqiu rushed to the second floor immediately.

However, before they reached the stairs, they were surrounded by men in black rushing from every corner of the hall!

The two sides were deadlocked in the living room, no one would let the other, pushing and arguing.

For a while, the living room was in chaos like a vegetable market.

Sikong Jingqiu had no time to pay attention to them, he wanted to stand up and go upstairs to have a look, but his legs couldn't stand at all, he violently swung his fist and smashed a vase beside him, blood was flowing.

"Kangdang—wow—"

The loud noise caught the attention of the noisy crowd, and they turned their heads unanimously, staring at the broken tiles on the floor, all stunned.

Sikong Jingqiu glared at them, roaring with twitching veins, "Butler Li, go out and invite the outsiders in! See if they dare to stop you!"

After receiving the order, Steward Li turned around and walked towards the door without saying a word.

Just before Steward Li stepped over the threshold, someone in the crowd suddenly said, "Song Haiyue is in the third room on the second floor."

"Butler Li!"

Sikong Jingqiu just yelled like this, and Steward Li already understood what he was going to say, and immediately carried Sikong Jingqiu up to the second floor with a wheelchair and a person, and came to the door of the room that the person mentioned just now.

Without any thought, Sikong Jingqiu stretched out his hand, intending to open the door.

After twisting hard for a long time, there was no way to open it——

The door was locked from the inside and couldn't be opened at all.

Sikong Jingqiu was so anxious that he was sweating. He slammed on the door vigorously, shouting, "Haiyue! I know you are inside, open the door!"

Nothing happens—

No one came to open the door, and there was no sound from the room...

Do not!

there's noise!

He seemed to hear Haiyue's weak cry for help, intermittently coming from the room——

Yunyan...please...don't treat my child...the ambulance...

Sikong Jingqiu's whole body froze, and his heart tightened suddenly.

He stopped beating, and while turning the wheelchair back, he ordered the people who followed, "Break the door open immediately!"

Without any hesitation, those people immediately started banging on the door.

bang-bang-bang-

Sikong Jingqiu stared fixedly at the door, his hands were tightly gripping the wheelchair, his knuckles were turning white, his chest seemed to be hung with a bucket, he was throbbing.

bang-bang-bang-

The sound of banging on the door continued, as loud as Sikong Jingqiu's heartbeat.

After what seemed like a century, the door was finally knocked open. The moment everyone lost their balance and fell in, they were stunned by the situation inside the door.

Sikong Jingqiu has never seen such a scene that makes his liver and gallbladder torn like this!

Haiyue lay curled up with her belly weakly on the bed, her face was frighteningly white, and the pure white sheet lying under her body was stained red by a pool of bright blood...

But Du Yunyan, standing on the ground, let out a triumphant and sharp laugh, raised his foot, aimed at Haiyue's abdomen, and was about to kick it down hard——

"Du Yunyan!" Sikong Jingqiu roared loudly, his ghost-like voice pierced through the eardrums of everyone present, and successfully stopped Du Yunyan's feet.

"Sikong Jingqiu? Why are you here?" Du Yunyan, who was immersed in crazy thoughts, woke up slightly. Seeing Sikong Jingqiu who was turning the wheelchair and rushing towards him, he was slightly stunned, and then opened a creepy flower. Laughing, "Are you here to watch how I kill your child?"