Two hours later, Mo Chenyu returned home dejected.

Glancing down at the black blazer in her hand, she thought, her brain was probably in the water.

Thinking back to what had happened not long ago, her eyes turned red, and she took a deep breath and pushed the door open, but she was shocked by the sight of her.

Four or five men with large wooden sticks were committing murder, smashing whatever they saw, and the ground was a mess, and there was hardly a complete item in the whole house.

And her mother fell to her knees, crying over and over again: "Please, don't do this, don't do this......"

Mo Chenyu threw away the coat and suitcase in his hand and rushed over.

"Stop, what are you doing!"

When the men heard the roar, they immediately stopped the movements in their hands, looked at them all in unison, and when they saw that it was a thin and weak girl in front of them, they smiled coldly, turned around and continued to destroy everything in this house.

These men, all with hideous faces, if they rushed to stop them, they might not necessarily do anything.

Mo Chenyu ran to Yang Yuwei's side in fear, squatted down, and asked in a trembling voice, "Mom, what's going on?"

Yang Yuwei didn't answer, but suddenly pushed her away and rushed in a certain direction: "Don't ......"

Mo Chenyu was pushed down hard, her forehead hit the table leg on the side, a sharp pain hit, she raised her hand to wipe it on her forehead, and her fingers were red.

She looked in the direction of her mother with some dizziness, only to see her hugging a photo frame, holding it tightly in her arms, and shaking her head desperately: "Don't ruin my photo." ”

One of the men kicked her in disgust, "What the fuck!"

Yang Yuwei was kicked to the ground, but still protected the photo frame and did not let go.

Mo Chenyu looked at this scene, and lowered her eyes with some sadness, the photo in her mother's arms was a wedding photo of her and her father, and it was also the only photo of the two. His father has passed away for many years, and his mother's thoughts about him are increasing day by day, nagging and regretting his mistakes every day, knowing that he would go with her husband back then......

"This is just a small warning for you! Mr. Chen said, give you two more days, if you ...... then" The man who kicked Yang Yuwei just now scolded and scolded, took a few other people, and swaggered away.

Before leaving, the man looked at Mo Chenyu meaninglessly for a few seconds, and the weird smile made Mo Chenyu feel a chill down his spine.

The room finally fell silent, except for Yang Yuwei's low sobs.

Mo Chenyu stood up: "Mom, let's call the police!"

"Don't call the police!"

At the same time as the cold voice came out, a hand reached over and grabbed one of her ankles and pulled hard.

Mo Chenyu was unguarded, and with a "bang" sound, the whole person fell to the ground, and a big bag immediately rose on her forehead, which was connected to the original wound, making her eyes black with pain.

"Mom, what are you doing?" she cried out.

Yang Yuwei was unmoved by her daughter's questioning, her eyes fell back on the photo frame, and tears fell down her eyes immediately after "fluttering": "Ajie, I miss you so much." ”

Mo Chenyu was a little annoyed, stepped forward, snatched the photo frame from his mother's arms, and raised his voice: "Mom, tell me, what happened!"

Yang Yuwei raised his head, and the coldness in his eyes pierced Mo Chenyu's heart and sank.

The emotions in my mother's eyes, as they had for many years, were filled with hatred.

She knew that her mother hated her.

Since 10 years ago......