Song Xuewei dragged Gu Junting's hand with a gloomy face, and was about to move away from Song Zhiyi.

Gu Junting has been struggling violently.

"You let me go."

"You're the bad woman."

When Gu Junting spoke, his voice was already crying.

Song Zhiyi only felt as if her heart had been pricked by something, and immediately stepped forward and grabbed Song Xuewei's hand.

"He doesn't want to go with you."

When Song Xuewei heard Song Zhiyi's words, the expression on her face changed, and her anger was a little hideous.

"Song Zhiyi, Gu Junting is my son, what qualifications do you have to interfere with my education of my own children?"

Song Zhiyi frowned.

Song Xuewei still didn't let go of Gu Junting's hand while she was talking, and Gu Junting's hand had changed from red and swollen just now to a bead of blood penetrating.

"His hand hurts"

When Song Xuewei heard the sound, she was about to let go of her hand, but when she saw the distress flashing in Song Zhiyi's eyes, she suddenly felt a sense of revenge, grabbed Gu Junting's hand again, and looked at Song Zhiyi with a mocking expression.

"Song Zhiyi, Junting is my son, it's not your turn to feel distressed."

"I can fight if I want, and I can scold ...... if I want"

Before Song Xuewei's words were finished, Song Zhiyi's slap fell on Song Xuewei's face, and the crisp slap sounded in the empty underground garage, and even brought an echo.

"The child born by oneself does not know how to love, and it is in vain to be a mother."

"This slap was made by me for your son."

Song Xuewei's face changed suddenly, she was annoyed and angry, and immediately let go of Gu Junting's hand, and wanted to hit Song Zhiyi when she raised her hand.

However, Song Zhiyi was on guard this time, and Song Xuewei's slap failed to fall, but was slapped by Song Zhiyi.

"This slap is what you just owed me, and now I will pay it back to you."

was slapped twice in a row, Song Xuewei's whole body was completely furious, and she reached out and wanted to pinch Song Zhiyi's neck, but was pushed away by Song Zhiyi.

She took a few steps back and staggered to the ground.

Song Xuewei's body has always been not very good before, so she lacks exercise, and her physical strength naturally cannot be compared with Song Zhiyi.

Gu Junting had tears on his face, and looked at Song Zhiyi with a look of surprise, he didn't expect Song Zhiyi's combat power to be so strong.

After Song Xuewei fell to the ground, her mind cleared up a lot.

She saw Gu Junting looking at Song Zhiyi with a shocked expression, and her mind calmed down instantly.

"Junting."

"Hurry up and come to Mommy's side."

"Mom didn't mean it just now, Mom was worried about you too much."

Gu Junting looked in the direction of Song Xuewei, the expression on his face was very complicated, even if he didn't like Song Xuewei, but Song Xuewei was still his mother after all.

But the back of his hand is still very painful, and seeing Song Xuewei's crazy appearance just now, he is not willing to go to Song Xuewei's side at all now.

He immediately took a few steps back and hid behind Song Zhiyi.

Gu Junting's actions once again stimulated Song Xuewei.

She didn't want Gu Junting and Song Zhiyi to have any intimate relationship.

"Gu Junting!! Are you disobedient? ”

Gu Junting was frightened by Song Xuewei's roar, and the hand holding the corner of Song Zhiyi's clothes couldn't help but tremble.

Song Zhiyi calmly looked at Song Xuewei's crazy appearance now, frowned, and said coldly.

"Song Xuewei, you treat the child you gave birth to like that?"

Song Xuewei looked at Song Zhiyi with a hateful expression and said angrily.

"Don't pretend to be a good person here, don't think I don't know your purpose for approaching Junting!"

Song Xuewei's hands were worn out with a layer of skin, her face was ugly wrinkled, and after getting up from the ground, she walked towards Gu Junting with a gloomy face.

"Junting, come over to me!"

"Mom promises she won't do to you like she did to you?"

Song Xuewei gritted her teeth with hatred in her heart, but she still had to control her tone.

Sure enough, I didn't give birth to it, so I couldn't feed it!