Su Xuejiao lowered her eyes in some pain, and the hot pain on her cheeks made her finally admit that Tang Jinlong had always been just a mad maniac, a madman who was insatiable and had a bad conscience!

"Say!" Tang Jinlong let go of his hand and kicked Su Xuejiao hard in the stomach one after another, as if he was using her as a tool to get angry.

Su Mohan squatted in front of the railing, watching his mother's face turn pale because of pain, watching the corners of her mouth continue to flow red blood, and watching her expression tangled and painful......

But Tang Jinlong didn't seem to see Su Xuejiao's pain, and he didn't have any tenderness for her at all.

Seeing that she still refused to speak, after a punch and kick, she reached out again and picked her up: "Slut! How dare you betray me! How dare you hand over my hard-working research results to the Xiang couple! You! ”

Tang Jinlong threw Su Xuejiao on the wall with a flick of his hand, Su Mohan remembered clearly that the back of his mother's head hit the snow-white wall, leaving a pool of blood on the wall, the blood was thick, soaked into the wall, and then slowly lay down, like a bucket of paint, splashed on it.

He gripped the railing tighter, biting his lip and not daring to make a sound.

Although he and his father have never been close, but at that time in his heart, he has always been his father, he also fantasized that one day they can take him to an amusement park after they are busy with work, and he also remembers that after a busy day, his mother washed his hands and soup, and his father helped behind him.

He even remembered that Tang Jinlong had also given him a birthday present, although the gift was a set of medical tools.

But he was still very happy, he always regarded it as a treasure, and even began to think about whether he would become a doctor like his parents in the future.

At that time, in his eyes, his father and mother were heroes, and although he always seemed to be a little indifferent to them, in fact he only had so many things that he didn't know how to say, so that over time he began to fall silent.

But that day, Tang Jinlong, who was wearing a pair of thick glass-bottom glasses, completely subverted his cognition and completely made him start to look at the world again.

He crouched over the railing and watched him punch and kick his mother, but he never did anything.

After Su Xuejiao was thrown on the wall, she did not die because of the impact of her brain, and after removing the large sticky blood stains on the back of her head, she looked at Tang Jinlong with a pale face, with a touch of exhaustion and relief in her eyes.

"Do you even say it!" Tang Jinlong strode forward again and grabbed Su Xuejiao, and choked her neck.

Su Mohan clenched his teeth, watching his mother's pupils dilate little by little, and his little hand holding the railing became tighter and tighter, full of sweat......

"If you don't say it, don't blame me for being unkind to Mo Han." Tang Jinlong spoke coldly again.

Su Xuejiao looked at the man in front of him, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and finally opened his hand and said with difficulty: "You... You're threatening me with Mohan... It's useless, time... Time is so rushed, I don't have a backup ...... at all"

Tang Jinlong finally let go of his hand, his face was gloomy and red, and he looked like a crazy devil.

And from that time on, he finally understood that in the eyes of this so-called father, he was simply a dispensable existence, and he was far less than the so-called project in their mouths, research.