Devil husband is a little small

Looking at the bruises on his hand, Wei Xiang was even more furious, his eyes were gloomy, and his expression was ferocious, "How dare you hurt my hand! I don't think I will teach you a good lesson today..."

When he was about to attack Yin Mujue again, he saw something hidden in his clothes.

The servant who was holding Yin Mujue's arm immediately showed her the photo he had hidden, "Look, ma'am..."

As soon as Wei Xiang saw the photo, his face became more gloomy, and the veins on his forehead were faintly visible, "You bastard! You dare to bring this photo of trampling people to Mu's house!"

"Give me back the photo!" The photo was taken away, Yin Mujue immediately resisted and struggled against the angry little lion, but it was useless.

That is the only thing my mother left for me, and I must not lose it.

"Hmph!" Wei Xiang pinched the photo and sneered, "You treasure this photo? This tramp is a vixen who specializes in seducing men... Her photo doesn't deserve to appear in Mu's house at all!"

"No! My mother is not!" Yin Mujue roared loudly, and retorted excitedly: "Give me back my mother's photo!"

He really wanted to snatch the photo back, but unfortunately, he was too young and too fragile to make any resistance at all!

"She can't beat me with this tramp! She can never beat me!" After Wei Xiang sneered, he brutally tore up the photo in front of Yin Mujue...

"Don't...give it back to me! Give it back to me!" Yin Mujue roared hysterically, as if he was going crazy.

The cold tearing sound seemed to tear his heart apart.

Wei Xiang threw the torn photo on the ground and stomped hard.He raised his hand and slapped Yin Mujue several times...

Every time I work harder...

Bright red nosebleeds flowed from the nostrils, making her dizzy, her thin cheeks were already red and swollen, even the corners of her mouth were oozing blood...

Wei Xiang forcefully grabbed his body where he was hidden by the clothes, and asked the servants to pinch him, pull him hard, and even kicked him!

Mu Wanxi stood aside, watching this scene, tears kept rolling down, she couldn't help but said, "Don't hit me... Mommy... I beg you, don't hit me!"

"Shut up!" Wei Xiang interrupted her impatiently, and glared at her fiercely, "Today I must teach him a good lesson!"

Raising his hand, another slap was about to land on Yin Mujue's face...

"Don't..." Mu Wanxi screamed, she couldn't stand it anymore, she didn't even think that she would rush over frantically, and that slap with all her strength landed on her left ear hard!

Wei Xiang was startled, it was too late to stop...

The servants were also stunned.

Immediately, bright red liquid flowed out of the ears continuously, warm and sad.Mu Wanxi was in so much pain that her vision almost went dark and she almost fainted...

It turned out that being slapped was so painful. Mu Wanxi bit her petal-like lips, this slap was much more painful than the slap when she was nine years old.Does my brother feel the same pain?

"Mummy, don't hit me anymore..." The immature voice came out with difficulty, and the tears rolled down even more fiercely.

Yin Mujue, who was caught by the servant, was also dumbfounded. He stared coldly and complicatedly at the "sister" who was taller than him in front of him. She was usually nagging and annoying, and he hated her.

If it wasn't for her, maybe I would have been able to leave Mu's house with the courage that time...

But in the past three years, she has consistently secretly given her snacks to herself every night.

"What are you doing?" A serious voice came from the door...