Chapter 2: Dignity Splashes
Wen Shan saw that Li Hanmian was like a thunderous enemy, he was almost out of breath, and his crippled leg began to hurt: "Li Shao, why are you here?"
In the past three years, hasn't he already let them go to the Wen family?
The more Wen Shan thought about it, the more his mind sank, and he shuddered.
Li Hanmian's voice was cold, as if he was sneering: "Wen Qing's day out of prison, how can I not come to congratulate you?"
Looking at Li Hanmian's yin owl eyes, Wen Shan wailed again and again, adding as if saving his life: "Li Shao, you have misunderstood, I definitely didn't treat her softly, and it has nothing to do with her, it's because she can't get rid of her if she wants to stay here! I'll let her go!"
Li Hanmian stopped his movements, his voice was elongated and his tone was lazy and dangerous, he stared at Wen Qing closely, and said slowly: "If I remember correctly, today is also Wen Qing's birthday, I'll give her a big gift." ”
The tense string in Wen Qing's heart broke suddenly, and a bad premonition filled her heart.
After getting along with Li Hanmian for so many years, she knew how vicious he would be when dealing with a person.
"What do you want to do, Li Hanmian!" she asked Li Hanmian with red eyes.
She was greeted by a bucket of ice water, and several men from the corner poured buckets and buckets on her head, Wen Qing was suffocated and frightened, she wanted to struggle, but the man grabbed her arm and folded her head against the ground, curled up like an animal.
"Bang...... Bang...... Bang......"
The man pressed her head and slammed it to the ground, and the dull sound of the impact made everyone around her fall into hell.
"Let her stay in this position, and if she's still conscious after the feast, you'll be ordered to come to me. ”
After the words fell, Li Hanmian turned around and walked into the Wen family's old mansion.
In just half an hour, the Wen family's old mansion was the most lively and prosperous scene in the past three years, and the excellent festival master quickly decorated the old and dilapidated courtyard with luxury, fine wine and lamps, and the upper class of the city flowed through it, greeting enthusiastically and cheerfully.
Suffocating, absurd, ridiculous birthday party.
Wen Qing knelt on the spot, his mind was already in a daze.
She knew that Li Hanmian was going to completely crush her dignity and make them Wen family never be able to raise their heads.
"Oh, they all say that as long as people live long, anything strange can happen, but I'm only twenty years old and I've seen the funniest thing in my life, and today I've opened my eyes. The elegant girl held a wine glass and whispered.
"Li Hanmian really has a set of torturing people, to be honest, where is there such a thing? Killing people is not enough, he is trying to make Wen Qingsheng worse than death, you see her kneeling there, curled up so that she is not as good as a dog, if I really can't stand hitting the wall. ”
They were invited by Wen Qing's invitation to the birthday party?
But how can there be such a birthday party in the world, the host kneels in front of the door, the father nods and bows as a cow and a horse, and the mother is lying on the hospital bed, life and death are unknown.
"You are really bold, and you dare to sympathize with Wen Qing, this cheap thing, she is a poisonous woman, now she looks pitiful, but she deserves it, Li Hanmian used to spoil her so much, but she had no conscience and colluded with outsiders to secretly calculate Li Hanmian, and when she was discovered, she pushed his sister downstairs, do you think this is too much for a human life?"
When it came to this topic, everyone shut up.
The death of the eldest lady of the Li family is a topic that everyone avoids, and some people dare to talk about the relationship between Li Hanmian and Wen Qing behind their backs, but no one dares to talk about Li Yaya.
Wen Qing thought about dying countless times, but she survived every time.
It wasn't anything else, it was just the child, her baby was still waiting for her to pick it up in the country, she couldn't fall like this.
But sanity can't withstand reason after all, no matter how strong she is, she can't withstand such painful destruction, her body has reached its limit.
The next morning, when Wen woke up, she was lying in a small rental house, the room was only ten square meters full of debris, she was stinging as if she had been cut by a knife, and her knees and wrists were rubbed with medicine, and the bag was tight.
The wound on the forehead was also rubbed with medicine.
There were no pictures in the room, and she couldn't think of anyone who would accept her.
"Bang......" The door opened, and a short figure came in, she first walked into the bed, and carefully tested the body temperature on Wen Qing's arm, but she didn't expect Wen Qing to reach out and grab her.
She was pleasantly surprised: "Sister Wen Qing, you're awake." ”
This baby's voice, which sounded a little innocent, Wen Qing suddenly sounded.
Tears pierced her eyes, and she grabbed the girl's arm, one by one: "Nian Nian ......"
The fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl trembled with excitement, and she hurriedly shouted outside the house: "Ozawa, come quickly, your mother is awake." ”
Ozawa, Mom.
These two most sensitive words pierced Wen Qing's heart, she didn't expect her to see her child so soon, or with such an embarrassed appearance, it was really fate.
After that, a stumbling step broke into the room, and the milky child asked indistinctly, "Sister Niannian, where is my mother?"
Nian Nian patted him on the head and hugged him, while scolding him angrily: "What I told you last night, you forgot again, Sister Qingqing is your mommy, how many times have I told you." ”
The child's immature mind can't think about so many questions.
He blinked his dark eyes and said innocently confused: "But she is swollen like a pig's head, not like in the photo." ”
When the words fell, he opened his eyes arrogantly: "I don't believe it, my mommy is very beautiful." ”
"Oh, why are you talking so much nonsense? I said this is your mother, you see that she is crying again, you comfort her. "Niannian has no culture, and he is straightforward with children, and he obviously can't do any in-depth communication with a child like Ozawa.
Ozawa then curiously moved his gaze to Wen Qing, his dark eyes, narrow and curly eyelashes, and his cheeks, which were as pink as meat balls, puffed up slightly, and he still asked uncertainly; Are you my mommy?"
Wen Qing couldn't cry, she desperately stretched out her hand to try to get close to the soft hands.
I don't know if it's telepathy or what, the moment the two came into contact, Ozawa instantly behaved.
His little short legs desperately climbed onto the bed, and when he walked to the empty bed on Wen Qing's head, he looked at Wen Qing upside down.
When he looked at Wen Qing's moist, red eyes, he believed it instantly.
"You're still swollen like a pig, but I believe you're my mommy, and Sister Niannian said that only people who love Ozawa will cry for Ozawa. ”
He squatted down and slowly and carefully kissed the tip of his nose, the only intact tip on Wen Qing's face, which dried up to the cracked corners of his lips.
"Knowing that you hurt, kissing doesn't hurt, Ozawa kisses you. ”