Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

"Miao Miao." Mo Ziqi quickly hugged the little girl up, and when he lowered his head, he found the bruises on the little girl's body. He raised the corners of his lips coldly, pulled the sheet on one side, and wrapped the little girl airtight. up.

Outside, Xin Xiaotian, Yang Rong and others have already run up.

The wolf didn't know when it retreated outside the door, staring at Xin Ziwen's side, not allowing anyone to come forward.

Xin Furong was in a hurry, and ran in from the outside, asking Xin Xiaotian to find a way to save her brother first, but when she came in, she saw Xin Miaomiao who was sitting on the bed trembling in Mo Ziqi's arms, and she was taken aback for a moment.

"Could it be that brother Ziwen suffered such serious injuries in order to save Miaomiao?" Ru Mengqi asked suspiciously.

Then everyone looked at Xin Miaomiao.

"Dad, call the doctor quickly, brother..." Xin Furong came back to her senses, and shouted anxiously as she pulled Xin Xiaotian's clothes.

Lu Hanfan looked at the wolf outside, and then at Xin Miaomiao inside. Ever since he entered the villa, his eyes never stopped exploring, and a guess had already appeared in his mind.

No matter how the wolf got here, it couldn't cause those scars on Xin Miaomiao's body. As long as he was a man, he would know how to get those scars.

Especially on Xin Miaomiao's chin and around her neck, even if Mo Ziqi wrapped her body up, she couldn't hide it.

At first, Yang Rong thought that her daughter was attacked by wolves, and Xin Ziwen helped her to save her, but when she sat next to her daughter and wanted to hug her from Mo Ziqi's arms, she saw her neck and chin Just look at those finger marks on the skin, and you know... the matter is far more than that.

But...that possibility?how can that be possible?

Yang Rong was so startled that her face was as white as snow, without a little bit of blood.

She looked at Xin Ziwen, who was leaning against the railing, unable to breathe, and then at Mo Ziqi, tears filled her eyes.

"Miao Miao... you..."

"Mom..." Xin Miaomiao looked at her, pursed her mouth, turned her head and buried herself in Mo Ziqi's arms, crying sadly.

Yang Rong covered her mouth, she was so shocked that she couldn't respond at all.

Mo Ziqi comforted the trembling little girl in his arms. He looked at Yang Rong, handed the little girl over little by little, then got up and took off his coat, and gave the little girl's exposed feet hid.

Mo Ziqi unbuttoned the collar of his black shirt, tugged at the collar of the cuffs, then rolled it up, and walked to the door under everyone's inexplicable gaze.

"Get out of the way." He said this to the wolf.

The wolf glanced at him, narrowed his green eyes, and then walked away a little.

Mo Ziqi curled his lips coldly.

In the next second, Jun's face darkened and he grabbed Xin Ziwen who was dying on the ground, and slammed his fist on fire hard on his face, punch after punch.

"What are you doing?" Xin Furong screamed and wanted to rush over, but Xin Xiaotian grabbed her wrist.

"Dad, he's beating my brother, why are you grabbing me?" Xin Furong shouted in disbelief.

Xin Ziwen was beaten so loudly that he had no room to fight back, so he could only be beaten passively.

Mo Ziqi threw Xin Ziwen on the ground like trash, stepped on his neck, his eyes were all red, as long as he exerted a little force, he could kill him immediately.

And Xin Ziwen seemed to have no intention of resisting, he looked at the top of his head with a dead face.