An Ge and Xiao You sat on the steps in front of the tea room, Xiao You took out medicine to treat An Ge's wound, as soon as the cotton swab touched her injury, An Ge gasped in pain, "Hiss-"

It hurts heartbreakingly.

An Ge subconsciously reached out to touch her face, but after thinking about it, she didn't dare to imagine how ugly her wound was.

"I don't know if it'll leave a scar." Xiao You said worriedly as she carefully handled the wound on her face.

"It doesn't matter."

An Ge's voice trembled in pain, and his hands clenched into fists hard, enduring another pain from treating the wound.

"Really, if you hadn't brought medicine, I don't think they would have treated your wounds at all, and it wouldn't be easy to have an accident." Xiaoyou said, "Ange, you are really prescient and know how to bring medicine. ”

"I know I'm coming to Thailand to be a tiger's den, and I'm ready."

An Ge said lightly.

It's not that she's prescient, it's Quan Mo.

Kwon Mo even expected her to be disfigured, and didn't know what would happen to Kwon Mo when he saw her photo......

An Ge looked down at the ring on his hand, don't feel sorry for her, as long as she can save her son, everything is worth it.

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United States.

Xijia Villa.

"Bang-"

A set of British royal cups and tea sets was overturned, along with the entire table.

Quan Mo sat on the sofa, his handsome and perfect face was full of gloom and hatred, his thin lips were pursed, his eyes were red and he stared at the photo in his hand, and his eyes burst out with decisive killing intent.

He exuded a chill around him.

Xi Nanxing walked over and reached out to take the stack of photos from Quan Mo's hand, which had just been printed out and sent from Thailand.

In the photo, An Ge sat paralyzed on the ground, holding her bag in one hand and covering her face with the other, desperately avoiding the camera, but her hands were desperately covered, and blood still oozed from her hands......

You can imagine what kind of torture he suffered.

"Kwon Yitian is really a crazy character." Xi Nanxing, who had just learned everything, frowned, "No wonder Grandpa kept saying that he regretted marrying his aunt to him." ”

You can also lay such a heavy hand on a weak woman.

An Ge didn't know if he could hold on.

“……”

Quan Mo sat there, his face even colder.

"What are you going to do?" Xi Nanxing sat down across from him, "If there is anything I can help you speak, I have people and money." ”

At present, he Xi Nanxing is more prosperous than his power and ink.

Quan Mo raised his eyes and coldly stared at the stack of photos in Xi Nanxing's hand, with a hint of bloodthirsty hatred in his eyes.

Half a day.

Quan Mo picked up an English teacup at his feet and held it in his hand, forcing it out of his throat word by word, his voice was cold and cruel, "This time, I want him to pay An Ge with his life!" ”

"Bang."

A crisp sound.

The teacup shattered in response, and the palm of Quan Mo's hand was dripping with blood.

“……”

Xi Nanxing looked at the blood dripping from his hands, couldn't help frowning, let out a long sigh, and asked, "Quan Mo, how sure are you that you can win a fight with your own father?" ”

Quan Mo glanced at him coldly, and the person got up from the sofa, picked up the paper towels scattered on the ground to wipe the blood on his hands, and naturally exuded a sense of elegance in his gestures.

How sure is it?

He wasn't sure.

He only has one bottom line, if he can't play Quan Yitian, then die together!

He's had enough!

He's had enough of this home!