Lay Down My Bad Husband

Another bodyguard directly grabbed the collar of the stream and carried it into the air like a chicken. Another bodyguard stood by, waiting for an Xiyan's orders.

"An Xiyan, do you have humanity or not? Even the children are moving." Seeing that the stream was lifted up like a chicken by a tall bodyguard, and her hands and feet were struggling in the air, Lin Ziyi was worried and nervous all at once, and could not care about her pain. She just stared at an Xiyan and said in a loud voice, "are all the charity activities that you have done in recent years concerning children and vulnerable groups fake? Are they just for others to see? "

"Shut up! You're a bitch

At this time, both linziyi and Xiaoxi are clamped down by the bodyguards. An Xiyan doesn't need to be afraid of linziyi any more. She releases her fiery right face and looks down at linziyi like a goddess who dominates her fate. She holds her head high and walks gracefully towards linziyi step by step. Then she reaches out her hand, white and tender Lin Ziyi's jaw was pinched by his fingers, and the decorated long nails were pinched into Lin Ziyi's flesh, and the blood soon seeped out.

"You ugly old witch, don't touch my mother. Get your hands off me." Seeing anxiyan's gnashing teeth and forcefully pinching Lin Ziyi, Xiaoxi immediately cried out, waving her short hands and legs in the air, trying to get out of the bodyguard's hands.

An Xiyan's poisoned knife eye went towards the stream and ordered, "shut up the mouth of this little wild creature for me."

"Yes, miss."

The bodyguard standing next to him nodded and immediately took out a piece of sealant from his pocket. He grabbed the stream's hair and controlled his head not to move. Then he went to seal the stream's mouth.

"Anxiyan, don't touch my son." Lin Ziyi shouts.

"Well..." "Well..." The child struggled.

"Anxiyan, let go of my son. If you have anything, just come to me."

Looking at the child struggling painfully in the hands of the bodyguards, Lin Ziyi's eyes suddenly turned red, desperately trying to break free from the confinement of the bodyguards. However, the more she struggled, the harder the bodyguards forced her, and the more she died.

"Anxiyan, he's just a five-year-old. Don't touch her."

In Lin Ziyi's red eyes, the fog gathered more and more, and in his voice, there was a trace of begging for mercy.

"Well, ma Mom... "

An Xiyan looked at Lin Ziyi's helpless appearance and raised his lips with a sneer.

After glancing at the stream, the poisoned sight was on Lin Ziyi's face again, "how?! Now you know, please? "

"Anxiyan, let go of my son. I can apologize as much as you want."

At this moment, looking at the struggling child, Lin Ziyi is really flustered, confused, helpless and desperate. She knows that now she bumps into an Xiyan's hand, and no one will stand up to help her. Even if Tang Su comes, he can't help her and the child.

So, at the moment, helplessness and despair come, for the sake of children, she can do anything.

"Sorry?" An Xiyan sneers, her strength is more and more heavy. She wants to crush Lin Ziyi with all her life's hard work. Her eyes fall on Lin Ziyi's face like a knife. She gnashes her teeth and says, "you bitch, who dare to live in my villa, occupy my bedroom and beat me? I think you are really impatient."

"Miss Ann..."

"Shut up

At this time, aunt Fang and aunt Hua at the door can't see any more. They have to open their mouth against the danger of offending an Xiyan. However, they just open their mouth and are scolded by FA Xiyan.

Seeing an Xiyan's cannibal face, aunt Fang and aunt Hua shrink their necks and dare not speak again.

"I promise you I'll move out as soon as you let go of my son."

Originally, Lin Ziyi made a decision to move out. Now, he didn't hesitate any more.

"Now you know you're moving out? Ah

An Xiyan fiercely gouges out Lin Ziyi's beautiful little face, which makes her hate more and more. She releases her chin, raises her hand and throws it on her face.

"Pa!"

A clear slap sounded, louder than the one just now.

"Well, ugly Eight Strange, old Witch Grandma... "

Seeing that Lin Ziyi had been beaten, the little guy was so distressed that he struggled even harder. In his big black eyes, there was a surge of hatred and disgust that did not match his age.

Lin Ziyi was a little dizzy by an Xiyan's slap. Before she could react, an Xiyan raised her hand and slapped her face down again.

"Pa!"

Another clear slap in the face, compared with just now, the sound was only big and big. Aunt Fang and aunt Hua at the door were stunned. She didn't expect that an Xiyan usually looked so noble and elegant, kind and kind on TV, and had the style of a lady. Now she looks like a devil.Another slap in the face, Lin Ziyi was dizzy and a little unsteady. If he hadn't been clamped down by two bodyguards, he would have fallen to the ground.

At this time, five finger prints were clearly printed on her white and delicate face. At the corner of her mouth, blood overflowed. Looking at Lin Ziyi's appearance, the little guy suddenly burst into tears "Bata..." The big earth fell down, waving his short hands and feet desperately and yelling. However, no matter how loud he yelled, those voices were sealed in his throat and could not be heard. He could only vaguely hear his uncomfortable voice.

"Ugly Eight Strange, no Xu Play I Mom Mom No Xu Play I Mom Mom... "

An Xiyan completely ignored the struggling stream and continued to fight against the back teeth channel, "who gave you the courage to live in my villa and occupy my bedroom?"

Although she slapped Lin Ziyi twice, an Xiyan didn't get rid of her anger at all. Instead, she became more and more angry.

Lin Ziyi shook his dizzy head, locked his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes. After several seconds, he raised his head again and looked at the stream which was shaking in the air.

Seeing that the stream flushed the whole face and struggled painfully, Lin Ziyi was so sad that he didn't care about his pain.

Slowly side head, Lin Ziyi's some flimsy vision, sweep to an Xiyan, the voice also took some misty tunnel, "an Xiyan, let go of my son."