He Is Warmer Than Time

Shen's face turned pale, she kept shaking her head, unable to say a word.

Tang Ji'an waved to the man at the door: "Have you been here all the time?"

"Yes, Second Young Master, I have been here."

"Then tell me, how many times did Shen Ma beat Song Xuan? How many whips did she draw?"

The big man at the door carefully glanced at Mother Shen, and Tang Ji'an raised his eyebrows and said: "From now on, you will go to the procuratorate as a security guard. You don't need to be in the Tang family's old house. Tell the truth.

The big man said: "I have smoked more than 20 times, and... also kicked five or six kicks."

The anger in Tang Ji'an's eyes suddenly rose. He raised his hand and drew his whip to Shen Ma's face.

Mother Shen yelled, stretched out her hand to cover her face: "Second Young Master, you can't hit me."

Tang Ji'an drew a whip on her back again, her voice getting colder and colder: "Can't hit you? You just talk about it, why can't I hit you?"

Shen's mother rolled around with pain: "I'm so old, and I'm more beaten than your father. I'm sixty years old. How can you beat me?"

Tang Ji'an took another whip and snorted coldly, "Does Shen's mother also know that she is so old? You are so old, but you don't know your self-respect, and you beat my sister like that. You can tell me, who instructed me? You asked you to beat Song Xuan like that?"

Mother Shen of course didn't dare to say that it was Mrs. Tang. She yelled: "Second Young Master, you forgive me, I know I am wrong, because Song Xuan is the daughter of that woman, I think Young Master you hate her very much. I was afraid that she would destroy the stability of our Tang family, just like her mother, so I asked her to kneel in the Tang family's ancestral hall and reflect on it."

"Our Tang family, are you the Tang family? She is my younger sister, the daughter that my father valued very much. You are too ambitious. If the child in her belly is okay, I will let you go. If it's her The child in the stomach is three long and two short. For the rest of his life, wait to spend it in prison."

After speaking, another whip was drawn on Shen Ma's back.

Shen's mother was both painful and scared, and her cry was particularly stern.

"Second Young Master, you forgive me. I was wrong. I really know that I was wrong. I will admit my mistake to the eldest lady. I will ask her to forgive me. Please forgive me."

Tang Ji'an continued to whip her, but he heard his grandma's voice at the entrance of the ancestral hall: "Jian, what are you doing?"

Tang Ji'an slowly got up, glanced at his grandmother, and said calmly: "Shen's mother is so old, but she is not sensible. She used such torture to deal with a pregnant girl. I will teach her a lesson on behalf of her. This indulgence continues, one day, she will hurt her grandma's reputation."

Mrs. Tang looked a little bit unhappy: "I made Song Xuan kneel here. It's such a fascination. I can't tolerate her and her sister to continue to make trouble in my Tang house."

Tang Ji'an stared at Mrs. Tang with a low voice: "So grandma asked her to beat Song Xuan?"

Mrs. Tang flashed her eyes and glanced at Mother Shen on the ground: "I am a person who eats Zhai Nian Buddhism, how could it be so cruel? Mother Shen, you beat Song Xuan?"

Shen's mother hurriedly slapped her mouth: "I **** it, I **** it, I broke the good name of the old lady, I just can't understand that someone wants to ruin the peaceful life of the Tang family, I took the whip and beat Song Xuan on my own accord. Damn, I'm so damn."

Tang Ji'an sneered and looked at her: "You just pray that Song Xuan's child will be saved. If her child is gone, you really deserve to die, and I will definitely let you be punished."