Husband asks for forgiveness: three-year-old baby is tough on wife

He secretly regretted that if he had concentrated on waiting for Luo Xia by the sea, such a thing might not have happened.

Luo Xia will not be with Bai Anyuan either!

"What's going on? You, Young Master Lan, have to start the matter."

Li Jiexi glanced at Lan Xuanhan contemptuously, "If you hadn't invited our wife to the beach, she wouldn't have been targeted by perverts and dragged into the forest to rape her... If nothing happened to my wife, our young master would not I will not rush to save her."

Lan Xuanhan swayed as if struck by lightning, and supported the chair on one side. [

"You... what did you say?"

Li Jiexi looked at Lan Xuanhan coldly, "Master Lan, if it wasn't for you, how could our young master be caught by Gu Shuo's men and locked up in the basement due to negligence?"

"Laoxia...what happened to her? Being..."

"You don't have to worry about this. Fortunately, our young master arrived in time. Otherwise, you would never be able to pay for your wife's injury... But being captured by their people is naturally not so lucky. Young master is now in the emergency room , the cause of everything is naturally your Lan family!"

Lan Xuanhan's expression was strange, "This is only my business, not the Lan family's business, right?"

Li Jiexi smiled contemptuously, "You will know what's going on then!"

He didn't bother to say anything more.

Turning around and walking to the emergency room, Luo Xia still sat there quietly.

Mother Qiao, Bao Bao, Ying Jing and others arrived later.

Seeing Luoxia like this, Qiao's mother was heartbroken and regretful. If it weren't for her, the baby would not have agreed to call Luoxia and let him go to Xinshuiwan.

She thought that Lan Xuanhan was nice to Luo Xia, but... she didn't expect this incident to make her impression of Lan Xuanhan even worse.

"aunt……"

"Stop talking, Lan Xuanhan, you can't even protect my daughter, so what are you talking about?" Mother Qiao sat beside Luo Xia with a dark face.

Luo Xia slowly raised his head, his eyes were full of coldness.

Lan Xuanhan's heart trembled, "Lao Xia..."

Although she was not raped or raped, the shadow in her heart is enough to make her unforgettable, right?

"Where were you between twenty and forty past six?"

Luo Xia's icy voice made the baby tremble, and he squeezed cautiously in front of her.