Domineering daddy bullying into the door

The woman snatched the phone over and was startled when she saw the WeChat call invitation on it, then quickly turned off the phone and threw it out of the window.

"Wen Xing, what are you doing?"
Wen Tong endured the sore throat and asked, as a perfumer, she has a keen sense of smell, and she can recognize Wen Xing by smelling the fragrance without having to look at the woman clearly.

As consciousness returns, vision begins to clear.

She was thrown on the wet ground with her hands tied behind her back, exuding a damp smell all over her body.

Wen Xing stepped on high heels and walked up to Wen Tong, squatted down, held a hairpin in his hand and patted Wen Tong's face: "Finally woke up? Your physical condition is too bad now, just take the anesthetic and go to sleep." One day, it wasn't like this four years ago."
Wen Tong sneered, but didn't speak.

The expression on Wen Xing's face instantly became gloomy, "I'm sincerely making a deal with you, don't be ignorant, tell me, where is Wanxiang? I'll let you go."
"Wen Xing, do you think I'm stupid?" Wen Tong's brows and eyes were cold, without any emotion.

Wanxiang is her only bargaining chip now, if she hands it over, can she get out alive?
If you don't pay, at worst, you will die.

Wen Xing heard the words, instead of being angry, he smiled, with a look of indifference, "Well...don't say it, right?"
"If you want to die, I will fulfill you. Anyway, the second master has already spoken. I will kill you now as easily as killing a fly!"
Didn't the meaning of Er Ye's words yesterday imply that he doesn't care whether Wen Tong lives or dies, and that Yin Qin has to continue as usual!

With Er Ye's attitude, she is not afraid at all!

However, when Wen Xing thought of the call in Wen Tong's cell phone just now, he felt a little uneasy.

"Second Master..." Wen Tong's heart heaved slightly.

The man Ling Ao's indifferent face flashed in her mind, he and Wen Xing are really the same kind of people.

"Hmm...you don't know each other, right?" Wen Xing asked probingly, seemingly unintentionally.

Wen Tong closed his eyes, "Come here, I'll tell you!"
Wen Tong leaned over suspiciously.

"Closer."
"Don't try to play tricks!" Wen Xing roared with a grim face.

Wen Tong raised his eyes lightly, and stared at Wen Xing, "Are you still afraid that I can kill you?"
Wen Xing snorted strangely, and leaned in front of Wen Tong.

At that very moment, Wen Tong mustered all his strength, straightened his feet, and kicked Wen Xing's knee, with a click, the sound of bone cracking came clearly, accompanied by Wen Xing's scream.

This part, her savior had told her, could cause disability to the maximum extent.

She, Wen Tong, is no longer the rich lady who was powerless four years ago.

The two men in the house came over and kicked Wen Tong away in an instant, Wen Xing was so hurt that he couldn't speak completely, fell to the ground, pointed at Wen Tong and said, "I want her... to die!"
"No! Life...not...like...death!"
Wen Tong slowly closed her eyes, her expression was cold and calm, she was not afraid of being alive, but why was she afraid of death, life is worse than death, so what...

There is only one road leading to the outskirts of the city, with no street lights and potholes.

While driving, Yan Lie glanced worriedly at the man behind him: "Master, in fact, we can just come, if you feel uncomfortable, I can stop now and wait for their good news."
The man closed his eyes and fell asleep, and said lightly: "Don't talk nonsense, human life is at stake."
Yan Lie obediently shut up, and increased the speed of the car to the maximum speed at the same time.

Here, Wen Tong fell into a pool of blood, draining all his strength from his body, and Wen Xing's screams sounded beside him:
"Her face makes me sick! Give me a stroke!"
Go ahead, Wen Tong sighed impatiently, her body makes her sick.