"Mom, it's not worth being angry with this kind of person, she will do it from her lips." Yan Nuonuo tugged at Yan Qingruo's sleeve and brought her out of her memories.

"Little bastard, what's the matter with you?" Yan Zhixin rolled her eyes and scolded.

Yan Nuonuo smiled angrily, showed a good upbringing, and said to Yan Zhixin with a smile: "You say I'm a mongrel, that's good, my father is Chu Mu, in this case, you still pester him, this is called shameless."

Yan Zhixin was choked by Yan Nuo and couldn't speak, but she went around and around to wrap herself into the sleeve and put it up.

"Before you caused my mother to lose her child and hurt her, you have to dare to be a man, and at that time you had to think that you would be punished and punished by the law today and even in the future." Yan Nuonuo said righteously.

Yan Qingruo did not stop Yan Nuonuo, but instead accosted on the side, watching Yan Zhixin feel embarrassed by a child.

"So what, destroying that man is as easy for me as crushing an ant, if you don't believe me, try it." Yan Zhixin replied.

The more Yan Zhi thought about it, the more angry she became, and she pushed Yan Nuonuo with her hands, but Yan Nuonuo didn't pay attention and didn't sit firmly on the ground. It's one thing to play tricks, it's another thing to do it, how can Yan Qingruo let her son be wronged in vain. dragged Yan Nuonuo behind him, and slapped Yan Zhixin in the face two steps forward.

"You dare to hit me?!" Yan Zhixin covered her hot cheeks and asked in disbelief.

"Get out!" Yan Qingruo put away all the pretenses and pushed Yan Zhixin to the house. From time to time, he wiped his clothes with his hands, showing how much he disliked Yan Zhixin.

Yan Zhixin shook off Yan Qingruo's confinement, blocked the door with her feet, and said nothing to let Yan Qingruo drive herself out. Now that the two of them have completely torn their faces, if they don't end it today, they will definitely be plotted by Yan Qingruo in the future, Yan Zhixin knows that Yan Qingruo keeps herself to torture her slowly, how can she let Yan Qingruo succeed.

"I don't, you dodge me!" Yan Zhixin stepped on Yan Qingruo with high heels fiercely.

If Yan Qing was in pain, her hands were relieved, giving Yan Zhixin a chance. Yan Zhixin dragged Yan Qingruo's hair, pushed her over the shoe cabinet, and locked the door with her hand.

Yan Zhixin took advantage of Yan Qingruo's efforts to get up and locked Yan Nuonuo in the toilet, letting him slap and shout indifferently. The house in this location chosen by Li Shaolin was not inhabited, and there were no security personnel for the time being, which made Yan Zhixin take advantage of the loophole.

Yan Qingruo's eyes were black when she was hit, and her head was buzzing, and the feeling of being kidnapped and helpless that day seemed to be back. Yan Qingruo bit her lip, the stinging pain cleared her mind, she held back the pain and looked at Yan Zhixin fiercely.

"Yan Zhixin, I will avenge my child today." Yan Qingruo said that, she pounced on Yan Zhixin and scuffled with her.

If it weren't for Yan Zhixin's ghost, she wouldn't have lost her loved ones again and again, and since she sent it to the door today, don't blame Yan Qingruo for new hatred and old hatred. It seemed that hearing that Yan Qingruo had the upper hand, Yan Nuonuo, who was locked up, calmed down.

Yan Nuonuo remembered that there was a spare key in the room in the toilet, and thinking of this, he hurriedly rummaged through it to help him escape.

Yan Qingruo hit Yan Zhixin's face again and again, doesn't she usually cherish this face the most, Yan Qingruo wants to beat her, she doesn't dare to go out to meet people. To hell with any blood relationship, she just felt disgusting. Hatred stained Yan Qingruo's eyes red, and it increased the strength in her hands.

"Yan Qing, if I can't spare you!" Yan Zhixin worked hard and pulled Yan Qingruo off herself.

Yan Zhixin's sleeves were torn at this time, and her hair was messy like a chicken nest, which was like the appearance of the rich lady when she came to the door. Yan Qingruo turned her wrist and pursed her lips, since the woman still had the strength to sprinkle, it meant that the strength she had just used was not enough.

Yan Zhixin saw that Yan Qingruo looked light and light, but she was embarrassed, and finally broke out, smashing the big and small things around her, whether soft or hard, and everything that could be thrown towards Yan Qingruo. The newly renovated room quickly turned into a mess, and Yan Nuonuo shouted anxiously when she heard the movement.

"Nuonuo, you stay inside, mom is fine." Yan Qingruo wiped the blood from the corners of her forehead and shouted loudly at Yan Nuonuo.

Seeing that Yan Qingruo also saw blood, Yan Zhixin began to be arrogant and sarcastic again, and Yan Qingruo just looked at her indifferently.

Yan Zhixin hated most from childhood to adulthood was Yan Qingruo's indifferent appearance that had nothing to do with herself, no matter what she did since she was a child, the things she liked were always snatched away by this lowly sister, especially Chu Mu, she was unwilling!

Hatred blinded Yan Zhixin's eyes, the light reflected by the knives in the kitchen flashed, Yan Zhixin rushed in and took a fruit knife and shouted hysterically at Yan Qingruo: "I'm unwilling!" I'm not reconciled! Why! What I like, you want to snatch what I love! Yan Qingruo, why! ”

"That's right, I'm jealous of you! Not only am I going to destroy your child, I'm going to destroy you today! I want to see if you don't have that face that seduces men, and Chu Mu is still willing to stay by your side! Yan Qingruo still looked fearless, calmly watching Yan Zhi's heart go crazy.

Yan Zhixin stabbed Yan Qingruo's face with a knife with red eyes, and blood dripped down Yan Qingruo's arm on the floor. Yan Qingruo still stood in place and did not retreat, and the knife was stopped by Yan Qingruo with her arm, making a long cut.

It may be because seeing the blood made Yan Zhixin regain some of her senses, and Yan Zhixin's hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

"Why, aren't you going to scratch my face? Come on! As if Yan Qing didn't feel pain, she pointed at her face with her blood-stained arm and questioned Yan Zhixin.

Yan Zhi's heart trembled, the knife fell from her hand, and she fell to the ground with a crisp clang.

"Don't you dare? How dare you kidnap me and kill my child that day! Yan Qingruo picked up the knife stained with her own blood on the floor and said to Yan Zhixin.

Yan Zhi stepped back in fright, for fear that Yan Qingruo would do something to hurt herself.

"What are you hiding, you still owe me my life." Yan Qingruo gently wiped it on her body with a knife, and said faintly.

Yan Zhixin was extremely frightened, and stood up suddenly, wanting to push Yan Qingruo away. Yan Qingruo smiled cruelly, and stabbed Yan Zhixin's hand towards her chest without waiting for her to touch her.

Between the lightning and flint, Yan Zhixin dodged the fatal blow, but the knife still pierced her shoulder hatefully, making her gasp in pain.

The white chiffon shirt on Yan Zhixin's upper body has been dyed bright red, and the wound is throbbing and painful. Yan Zhixin covered her bleeding shoulder, guarding against Yan Qingruo.

"Do you feel pain, Yan Zhixin?" Yan Qingruo played with the blood-stained knife and gestured in the air.

Even though Yan Zhixin hates Yan Qingruo, she is now at a disadvantage, and the hero does not suffer the immediate loss, and there will be time to slowly clean her up in the future.

"Don't be too complacent!" Yan Zhixin was unforgiving, and continued to threaten, "I'll pinch you to death as simple as pinching an ant to death, I'll spare your life today, and sooner or later I will repay the injuries I received one by one!" ”

Yan Zhixin put down the cruel words and rushed out of the door, Yan Nuonuo hadn't found the key yet, listening to the bloody conversation outside, and she was anxious.

Yan Qingruo waited for Yan Zhixin to disappear from sight and threw the knife to the ground, endured the pain and opened the toilet door, and held Yan Nuonuo in her arms.

"Mom, your wrist is bleeding." Yan Nuonuo took Yan Qingruo's hand and said worriedly.

After Yan Nuonuo mentioned it, Yan Qingruo felt that the wound with excessive blood loss was numb. Yan Nuonuo hurriedly went to the cardboard box that he hadn't had time to open before he could find out the emergency medicine, and asked Yan Qingruo to bandage it.

The room was a mess, and the snow-white walls were splashed with blood from someone who knew who it was, and it had begun to turn black and dry. Yan Qingruo swept the messy objects on the sofa to the ground, and handed her hand to Yan Nuonuo.

Yan Qingruo knew that Yan Nuonuo was precocious, different from the children of other families, and because of this, Yan Nuonuo felt that she owed her son too much, which made him have a lot less time to play.

"Mom, doesn't it hurt." Yan Nuonuo gently cleaned Yan Qingruo's wrist with a cotton swab stained with iodine wine.

Probably because the wound had been exposed to the air for too long, Yan Qingruo only felt itchy and did not feel pain, but the wound was scary, and she only felt uncomfortable in her eyes.

"Nuonuo, that woman didn't hurt you." Yan Qingruo thought of something and hurriedly asked with concern.

Yan Nuonuo shook his head, compared to the opening on Yan Qingruo's wrist, his scratching of the skin was nothing at all. Yan Nuonuo's hands and feet neatly smeared Yan Qingruo's wound with medicine and bandaged it. Yan Qingruo looked at the chaotic room, and suddenly lost the good mood that she had just moved in.

"Mom, I must grow up quickly." Yan Nuonuo hugged Yan Qingruo, and a muffled voice came out through her clothes.

"What are you going to do when you grow up so fast?" Yan Qing was puzzled and asked suspiciously.

"Grow up quickly so I can protect my mother." Yan Nuonuo sighed.

In Yan Nuonuo's heart, her mother seems to have always been the warrior who will always be tireless to protect herself, and when she knew that Yan Nuonuo was locked in the toilet today and was powerless to quarrel outside, she realized that Yan Qingruo was just a woman who needed to be protected. If it was Yan Zhixin who had the upper hand today, Yan Nuonuo would not dare to imagine the consequences.

Yan Nuonuo realized that he was still too weak, and one day he would be strong, strong enough to become Yan Qingruo's protection/umbrella, so that she didn't have to look at anyone's face anymore.

"Silly child, my mother is very happy to have this heart." Yan Qingruo rubbed Yan Nuo's hair, and her heart was filled with family affection.

The two hugged in the messy room, looking particularly warm. Yan Zhi was so angry that she covered her shoulders and drove for a long time, and went home directly after a simple bandage in the small clinic.