After a flash marriage, the abstinent snake husband stalks her every night

What are you doing with the knife!

Jin Funi's eyes widened with fear, and she struggled frantically on the sofa with her hands and feet restrained.

Jin Shiting held her down and comforted her, "Xiao Fu, don't be afraid. I'll just poke you lightly and it will bleed a little, just like an injection. It won't leave a scar!"

Jin Funi doesn't care whether there will be scars or not. There is a layer of fake skin on her face!

Poke gently?

That way there will be no bleeding at all. If you want bleeding, you have to stab deep, deep...

But the needle was pierced so deep that it caused bleeding. It would be strange if the fact that this person had a fake face was not exposed.

Jin Funi couldn't struggle free.

At this moment, the servant came over with a shiny knife!

"Master, the knife you asked for!"

"Ah."

Jin Shiting took the knife, and the sparkling light was projected into Jin Funi's eyes.

"do not want!"

"Don't come over here!"

Jin Funi let out a silent scream with her eyes wide open!

But Jin Shiting remained indifferent, holding the knife with the tip pointing at her.

Madam Jin next to him reminded Jin Shiting: "Try to put the tip of the knife on the center of your forehead. Even if there is a blood mark, it will be the same cinnabar as the Guanyin Bodhisattva's, and it will look auspicious."

"Brother, just like this..."

As Jin Wenrui was speaking, he opened his cell phone, clicked on an online picture of Guanyin Bodhisattva, and pointed to the location of the cinnabar between the eyebrows to show Jin Shiting.

Jin Shiting nodded, "Got it! I know what's going on!"

I know!

I know your sister!

Seeing that no one was helping her and the knife in Jin Shiting's hand was about to fall, Jin Funi completely collapsed.

No, she couldn't just give up like this.

This is the face of a wealthy young lady!

Her face was ruined? Her dream of becoming a princess was ruined?

The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became, and the angrier she became. Finally, before the knife fell, an inexplicably strong force suddenly surged out of her mouth.

The next second, waves of blood foam sprayed out...

The white towel that was originally used to cover the mouth was instantly stained red.

"Ah! Xiaofu!"

"Xiao Fu vomited blood!"

Madam Jin and Jin Wenrui shouted nervously.

Jin Shiting's hand holding the knife suddenly stopped and he quickly took away the towel. At this time, Jin Funi's eyes rolled back and she fainted.

"Xiao Fu needs to work on her courage!" Jin Shiting sighed.

"What are you practicing? Xiaofu fainted. Shi Ting, quickly carry Xiaofu upstairs. Wen Rui, call the family doctor!"

Under Madam Jin's order, Jin Shiting had no choice but to drop the knife, pick up Jin Funi and go upstairs.

The servant went to collect the knife.

Jin Wenrui took out his cell phone and called his private doctor.

While no one was paying attention to Song Zhen and Xiao Hong,...

Song Zhen picked up the teacup.

Xiaohong picked up the donut.

The mother and daughter clinked their glasses in tacit understanding.

Xiaohong praised in a low voice: Mom, you did a good job!

Song Zhen responded: You are great too!

Just then, Old Madam Jin came over.

Song Zhen immediately put down the teacup, hid his gloating thoughts, picked up the tissue and wiped Xiaohong's mouth warmly.

Madam Jin stepped forward and asked worriedly, "Madam President, Xiaofu vomited blood. Can this blood offset the blood disaster you mentioned?"

Song Zhen replied mercilessly: "That's not possible. You have to break the skin on your forehead to count."

"But Xiaofu is ill now, how can I bear to..."

Old Madam Jin wiped away two tears of heartache when she said this. "This child lost his mother when he was born, and was abandoned in the wilderness by the adoptive parents. After finally growing up and marrying into the Huo family, he was abused by the cruel Huo family members..."

Song Zhen narrowed his eyes.

This was not the first time that Old Lady Jin mentioned that Jin Funi was abused by the Huo family.

She couldn't help but refute Madam Jin: "As far as I know, Master Huo transferred most of his assets to his wife's name, and announced in front of the largest official media in China that she is the only one in his life."

"Not only that, Mr. Huo is very caring towards this eldest young lady. Except for the fourth brother who broke the law, the other brothers in the Huo family respect this eldest young lady very much."

"How can there be any abuse?"

When Song Zhen asked this question, Madam Jin was stunned for a few seconds, frowned and said, "The information I found is the same as what the president's wife said. But..."

"The Huo family said one thing in public and another in private! When I brought Xiao Fu back to New City, she not only had broken bones, but also had liver problems due to long-term excessive medication."

"I sent someone to ask for an explanation from Master Huo, but he just disappeared! These bastards!"

Huo Yunzhou indeed disappeared during that period of time, and no one knew his whereabouts, not even Song Zhen.

Song Zhen felt warm in his heart when he saw the old lady's angry expression.

Old Madam Jin really cares about her granddaughter.

I was just blinded by that damn fake daughter.

She will not give up until she has torn that woman's face off!

But there was something else that concerned her.

She looked deeply at the hidden door where Xiaolan and Huo Yunzhou were, and her brown eyes narrowed.

Xiao Lan has been in that door for more than ten minutes. When will she come out?

And that man...

Is it Huo Yunzhou?

……

Song Zhen had no idea what strange things had happened in the bathroom in just ten minutes.

Ten minutes ago, Jin Ruoyun brought Xiao Lan into the bathroom.

He put Xiaolan on the ground and went to get the paper.

There was no baby toilet in the bathroom, so Jin Ruoyun planned to put paper on the floor and let Xiaolan poop on the paper.

This was the first time he had done such a thing - serving a little brat!

However, what Jin Ruoyun did not expect was that just as he squatted on the ground and put the paper down, a hand poked him on the back.

"Be patient, wait a moment!"

Jin Ruoyun said this casually, without looking back, and continued to spread more paper on the ground.

He thought that he had to lay a sufficient area and thickness to prevent it from leaking.

Behind him, the hand poked him again.

He became a little impatient and turned around and shouted, "Can you kid..."

Before he could finish the words "Quiet down", Jin Ruoyun choked.

The world-shocking face under the mask froze in an instant!

Xiao Lan handed him something and said in an embarrassed tone, "No need to put paper on it, I've already pulled it out."

Before Jin Ruoyun had time to digest what he said, he lowered his eyes in shock and took a close look at the thing in his hand.

That was the stuff the little brat just took out of his pants.

Hard and black.

Jin Ruoyun was caught off guard, "You—! You little brat! You—!"

My stomach suddenly started to churn.

The man finally couldn't hold back the momentum, and he decisively threw away the thing in his hand. Then he took off his mask, bowed his head towards the sink, and started vomiting wildly!

"vomit--"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa—"

He washed his hands while vomiting, as if he wanted to wash off a layer of skin.

In his ten years in the film industry, the actor has never experienced such a dark moment!

An impromptu role-playing game, in which I played myself to the point of vomiting...

After he finished vomiting and washing, he was so angry that his handsome face darkened. He glared at Xiao Lan and accused her harshly:

"You little brat are really something!"

"He looks like a decent person, but he actually did something so cruel..."

Just as he finished scolding, Xiao Lan picked up the pile he had just thrown away with an expressionless face and held it up for Jin Ruoyun to see.

Jin Ruoyun looked at it for a second and his face turned dark again.

"vomit--!"

A new round started at the sink.

Oh, how pitiful, so pitiful that even Xiao Lan couldn't bear to look at it and turned his face away.

While expressing pity, Xiao Lan did not forget to look at her father who had been leaning on the door frame for two minutes, and forced a smile on her little face.

"Dad, I did what you told me to do to him...please...don't be mad at me anymore, okay?"