Ma Churong once again found a high-sounding reason, and reminded everyone in the hall all the time that she was unwilling to be rude, but if Lin Xi'an didn't fight, she wouldn't be able to teach a long lesson.

Therefore, she was forced to take on the big responsibility, and she was willing to be this wicked person for the sake of the face of the Yuan family.

The housekeeper was just about to stop it, but his hand was empty, and the whip was already in Ma Churong's hand. He stared at a pair of light bulb eyes, feeling the cruelty of the eldest lady beside him.

If it was carried out by him, he would definitely remember that Yuan Jincheng treats others well on weekdays, and the strength in his hands will definitely be lighter, and if the person who can be executed is replaced by the eldest lady, with the hatred between them, then Lin Xi'an's life will ......

Ma Churong raised the whip high like bloodthirsty, and swung it vigorously, the whip hit the floor, and the extremely crisp sound echoed in the hall of Nuoda, which made people's backs chill when they heard it.

She just tried the strength of the whip, and after trying it, she walked slowly towards Lin Xi'an, the corners of her mouth hooked, and there was a wave of anger in her eyes.

This time, Ma Churong exerted all her strength, and when she swung the whip, the whip brought a gust of wind.

She snorted lightly, seeing how this little hoof would pose a threat to her in the future if she lost her life and disfigured her face!

Ma Churong gritted her teeth, her face was irrepressible excitement, she no longer hesitated, and the whip fell.

Surprisingly, the sound of the whip hitting the person was not heard.

Before Ma Churong could react to what was happening, a crisp figure had already appeared in front of her, her eyes were dark, and the man blocked her vision and held the whip firmly in his hand.

Ma Churong saw that she didn't hit the person she wanted to fight and was about to get angry, and when she saw who the person in front of her was, her momentum immediately weakened by three points, and she said stupidly: "Jin Cheng ......"

Yuan Jincheng stood in front of him, his deep and bottomless eyes full of wind and rain.

Ma Churong shrunk her neck and swallowed involuntarily.

She swung the whip very quickly, but she didn't expect this man's reaction speed to be faster than the whip, and when the whip was about to hit Lin Xi'an's little slut, he actually stopped in front of her and caught the whip with great speed.

Ma Churong held the other end of the whip tightly, and had a confrontation with Yuan Jincheng.

"Jin Cheng, what do you mean by this?"

Ma Churong mentioned again the agreement just now, Lin Xi'an should continue to accept the punishment if she spoke out, she just fulfilled the promise between the two, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"She is my Yuan Jincheng's wife, even if there is a mistake, one punishment is enough."

Yuan Jincheng spoke lightly in an irrefutable tone, his cold gaze slowly swept over everyone present, and his thin lips opened slightly.

"Although I am not the official heir of the Yuan family, I still have the ability to protect my wife."

After the words fell, Yuan Jincheng put down the whip in his hand, and under the gaze of everyone, leaned over and picked up Lin Xi'an, who had fainted to the ground, and walked upstairs regardless of it.

Everyone present knew that Yuan Jincheng was really angry this time.

When everyone saw Ma Churong alone in the center of the living room, they sighed helplessly, Lin Xi'an was not someone they could afford to provoke.

"Forget it, it's not early, hurry back and rest."

As soon as these words came out, everyone walked to their rooms, and no one dared to stay any longer.

After everyone left, Ma Churong was still in a state of panic. What lingered in my mind was the situation when Yuan Jincheng left.

He hooked his lips indifferently, like a bloodless Hell Shura, and his whole body was full of murder and anger, but he said these words in a relaxed and wanton tone, which made people feel even more uneasy.

She was afraid that she would not succeed in torturing Lin Xi'an this time, and depending on Yuan Jincheng's degree of protecting his wife, she didn't know how to embarrass her and her son in the future.

Yuan Jincheng's ruthless methods have never been something that she can imagine as a woman.

This man is either silent and kills invisibly, or tortured to the point that life is worse than death.

Yuan Jincheng left for a long time, and Ma Churong, who was standing in place, could still feel Yuan Jincheng's murderous aura in large and small battles, and his whole face turned a lot whiter, and even his body began to tremble.

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In the European-style room, the original black and white tones are very regular and single. Since Lin Xi'an moved in, she disliked the room being too depressing, and made a lot of gadgets to dress up.

Yuan Jincheng hugged Lin Xi'an, and when he stepped into her room, he suddenly realized that the whole room was different from the previous one.

There are pink pillows she has personally selected on the sofa, and there are small objects she has knitted on the table, and the whole room shows the warmth that a woman's room should have.

The corners of his mouth lifted, and he put the woman in his arms into the soft quilt. Lin Xi'an put on the quilt pillow, and immediately found the most comfortable sleeping position in his sleep and nested in the quilt.

Yuan Jincheng sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes intertwined.

When the woman falls asleep, her sleeping face is particularly quiet, and the curly eyelashes cast fan-like shadows on the eyelids, as if she had a nightmare, and the eyelashes shook like butterfly wings about to spread their wings to stir people's hearts.

This woman seems to have many faces, usually very arrogant, noisy and noisy, but once she faces the seriously ill brother, she is very gentle.

To this day, she has suffered such a great grievance, and each of the ten silver needles is pierced in her fingertips, and she gritted her teeth to the end.

Yuan Jincheng didn't have much contact with women, but he also knew that if he was a different woman today, he would definitely be tired of being in his arms and begging him for protection.

But the woman didn't.

Even if she was about to faint in pain, she didn't look at him, just silently gritted her teeth and accepted all the punishment

He couldn't help but reach out, and his slender fingers gently touched her eyelashes, which were moist with tears.

"It's not that annoying, it seems to be a little funny."

Yuan Jincheng lightly threw down a sentence and walked out of the room after making a phased evaluation of this woman.

After a while, a family doctor came in with a medicine box, carefully treating the wound on Lin Xi'an's fingertips.

Next.

Lin Xi'an slept a very restful night, and in her dreams, she seemed to hear someone comforting her softly, the sound was like a gurgling spring, gradually soaking her whole body, comfortable and comfortable.

The golden sunlight jumped over the windowsill, and a mischievous light was projected onto the large bed, projecting onto Lin Xi'an's sweet sleeping face.

She slept soundly, her round and lovely toes curled up slightly, exposed outside the quilt.

Lin Xi'an grunted, slowly opened his eyes, propped himself up as if he had no bones, covered his mouth with his hand, yawned, and the whole person looked particularly careless.

In a trance, she saw her fingers, and her face immediately changed: "What the hell is this?!" "

All ten fingers are wrapped in thick white gauze, and each finger is like a cicada chrysalis, very round and large, and can move, but it is very clumsy.

She shouldn't have been hurt so badly, right?

I don't know what the family doctor of the Yuan family is doing, the wound with a big pinhole, after their trouble, it seems that she is a tenth-level disabled person.

"Son, do you care about Mommy? Why did you show up in Mommy's room early in the morning. "

Lin Xi'an no longer complained about those hateful doctors, as soon as she turned her head, she saw her little bun sitting aside, holding a book in her hand, looking at it seriously.

The little guy is such a small person, but the book in his arms is thick and heavy, Lin Xi'an even suspects that the face of the little bun is not as big as the book.

Yuan Ruicun's face twisted for a moment, and then returned to normal, the little guy didn't raise his head for a moment, and immediately responded: "You have a book I want to read in your room, I'll come and get it, who would want to care about you?" "

Lin Xi'an sighed, a big smile bloomed on his face, and he looked at him happily: "Okay, okay, you don't care but you have been guarding me here, I am very moved." "

Yuan Ruicun had never seen such a powerful person, he closed the book and walked to the window, suddenly with a small face, and asked seriously, "How do you feel?" "

At this time, Xiao Baozi admittedly looked like a little adult, especially the frowning appearance of Yuan Jincheng.

In a trance, Lin Xi'an stepped on for a second, stared at the front with wide eyes and a dull gaze, stretched out his clumsy cicada chrysalis fingers, and shouted: "Erkang!" Erkang, where are you, why can't I see anything? Erkang! "

Yuan Ruicun took a step away from her in disgust, but the corners of her mouth were inadvertently raised, it seemed that she was stronger than she imagined.

"It seems that grandma's criminal law is not strong enough, but you can recover so well in one night, and you can even become a drama spirit."

Hearing Ma Churong's name, Lin Xi'an snorted disdainfully, raised his chin high, and had a hint of provocation.

"Don't mention that woman to me, I just woke up and heard her name, disgusting! If I cried, she wouldn't know how to gloat. "

"But I still want to tell you a cruel fact."

Yuan Ruicun followed her words, and he suddenly remembered this matter, and his small expression suddenly became solemn.

"What's wrong again?"

Lin Xi'an looked at the little bun with a tangled face, and pinched the meat fist and placed it flat on both sides of the little body, this cute appearance, she couldn't wait to become a wolf and knead the little bun enough.

It's just not too cute.

She sometimes wonders how she gave birth to such a lovely son with Yuan Jincheng's appearance of a 10,000-year-old iceberg and a cold face like frost.

Probably Xiao Baozi's biological mother is a very cute person, otherwise with Yuan Jincheng's genes, the child born must be a one-size-fits-all, particularly dull and boring.

Yuan Ruicun glanced at her worriedly, turned around, and then began to explain what happened, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

"Grandma said that your agreement with her is not over yet, and when you wake up, you will continue to be punished, I really feel sorry for you."

"What's that?!" When Lin Xi'an heard this, she almost jumped off the bed: "She still thinks the punishment is not enough?" When I wake up, you will continue to torture me? "

Her fingers touched the tabletop at the head of the bed, and a burst of pain spread from her fingertips to her brain, Lin Xi'an gasped, and couldn't help but blow and exhale her fingers.