After this weird birthday party, Star City still cannot be calm.
Hua Xiyan was severely beaten by Wen Jianfeng, and she developed a high fever that day. But they just put Hua Xiyan on the sofa in the living room and bought two fever-reducing patches for her to put on her forehead.
In the evening, Zeng Chaoli put the last fever-reducing patch on Hua Xiyan. Feeling that Hua Xiyan was still alive, the couple went back to the newly made bed to make love.
This morning, Wen Jianfeng and Zeng Chaoli got up early, because the buyer they were looking for was about to come to collect Hua Xiyan, and they would soon have their first fortune in Star City - eight
Ten thousand yuan.
How could they not be excited on a morning like this?
The doorbell rang suddenly, and Zeng Chaoli opened the door with a smile. It was a middle-aged couple dressed fashionably and elegantly. They looked like they were forty years old.
"Haha, it's great that you are here. I will bring the child out right away to ensure your satisfaction."
Seeing his vulgar smile, the woman hesitated slightly in disgust before entering the small room where she could smell the smell of pickled vegetables even after taking a deep breath.
Hua Xiyan was dragged out by Wen Jianfeng. Her legs were trembling and weak. She was still lingering on the bruises from the severe beating three days ago. Even though the couple dressed her up from beginning to end, they couldn't hide it.
These dark red marks.
"Hello, this is our daughter, Yan Yan. Please call her uncle and aunt."
Zeng Chaoli picked up Hua Xiyan's collar, pulled her to him, and smiled flatteringly.
This scene will never be forgotten by Hua Xiyan.
That day, Zeng Chaoli and the others also used such flattering smiles to trick her into going home, and they also promised the people from the Civil Affairs Bureau that they would treat her well.
Hua Xiyan held her breath, her little hands were clenched as tightly as a hammer, her tightly pressed lips formed a straight line, and she stubbornly raised her head to resist.
Only seven years old, she still didn't understand what Zeng Chaoli and the others wanted to do, but she probably knew that they wanted to give her to the new couple.
This time, she doesn't trust anyone anymore. She just wants her mother's necklace and runs away from the couple.
"Call someone quickly!"
Zeng Chaoli was very anxious, fearing that his buyer would be dissatisfied with Hua Xiyan. In anger, he pinched Hua Xiyan's back with his fingers, causing Hua Xiyan pain.
In the arms of her parents, she had already cried and complained about this level of pain, but they were bad people and she had to resist! She couldn't cry!
With an angry look, her big bright eyes caught sight of the necklace still hanging on Wen Jianfeng's neck, and all her strength was concentrated on her throat: "Bad guy, give me back my mother's necklace!"
As soon as she spoke, her chest felt like a knife cutting, and Hua Xiyan was so painful that tears rolled in her eye sockets.
The body wrapped in a small vest and skirt had bruises and bruises like the dark red of a rose, which was shocking.
Hua Xiyan spoke angrily, causing the adoption couple to shake their heads again and again. Their eyes glanced at the dark red bruises on Hua Xiyan's hands and neck, and they were disappointed.
This child is beautiful and energetic, but something always makes them feel that something is wrong. The child's attitude is so extreme, his tone is so stiff, and his temper is not very good. He may not be easy to educate.
Wen Jianfeng saw that the buyer had a bad look on his face and gave Hua Xiyan a warning look.
The fire in Hua Xiyan's eyes was as sharp as the flash of gold from the necklace. She frantically threw away Zeng Chaoli's hand, rushed towards Wen Jianfeng, hugged Wen Jianfeng's legs, and pulled her clothes towards her.
Climb up and try to get back the necklace that belongs to her.
"Give me back the necklace and I'll leave."
She shouted decisively, thinking that Zeng Chaoli and the others were just giving her to the couple in front of them, but they didn't know that theirs was a financial transaction!
She gathered her angry and hateful little hands, pulling on Wen Jianfeng's clothes and scratching Wen Jianfeng's most proud breasts.
"Ouch...it hurts!"
Wen Jianfeng screamed, lifted Hua Xiyan's hands that were grabbing her breasts, and threw Hua Xiyan onto the wooden chair, knocking the chair over. Hua Xiyan's upper body fell to the floor, and her right leg hung up.
On one foot of the chair.
In her anger, Wen Jianfeng forgot that there were outsiders present. She endured many times and finally stepped hard on Hua Xiyan's right leg hanging on the chair leg.
There was a "click", as if the pain of a broken bamboo pole spread throughout Hua Xiyan's body, she——
Finally, I couldn't bear to shed tears, like a broken bead, and it was hard to stop!
"Stop beating, the child's legs are broken."
The buyer's wife tried to persuade her. She was so frightened that she immediately decided not to adopt Hua Xiyan. She was not confident that a child who grew up in such a violent family could be well educated.
The atmosphere froze for a moment, and all four people focused on Hua Xiyan's broken leg.
All I could see was the tender white calf, with bones obviously broken and pinched out, which made those who looked at it tremble with fear.
Of course, except Zeng Chaoli and his wife.
"Haha, she's just pretending. She's fine. Yanyan, get up. I just touched you lightly and you got angry with us? Are you angry that we didn't buy you a doll yesterday?"
Wen Jianfeng still lied cruelly, kicking Hua Xiyan secretly, warning her to get up quickly, otherwise she would look good.
"Send him to the hospital."
The buyer reluctantly suggested that he walked towards Hua Xiyan, carefully moved the chair, and held up Hua Xiyan's broken leg.
"pain!"
Hua Xiyan bit her lower lip, her lips were pale and bleeding, and she cried silently.
"Sending to the hospital costs money!"
Wen Jianfeng said very reluctantly. Seeing that the buyer sympathized with Hua Xiyan and scolded them, they did not want to appear so ruthless to outsiders. As a last resort, Wen Jianfeng said: "Okay, send him to the hospital."
At the entrance of Xingcheng City High-end Hospital, Wen Jianfeng got out of the buyer's limousine and complained in a low voice: "Come to such a high-end hospital!"
She didn't want to come at all, and she didn't want to spend money at all.
Zeng Chaoli winked at her, and then said to the buyer and his wife with a smile: "Haha, thank you. My wife was also angry for a moment, not on purpose. Thank you for sending us here. Although we can't do it as a favor, we can still be friends.
Well, then you should be careful before going, thank you again."
When the buyer saw that he had been delivered to the door of the hospital, he was so benevolent that he nodded helplessly, started the car, and couldn't help but express concern: "From now on, you should treat your children properly. Beating, scolding, and education will not work."
"Okay, we will definitely do it. Thank you."
After the buyers left, Zeng Chaoli scolded Wen Jianfeng and said, "If you want to complain, you won't wait until they leave before talking again? Do you want people to call the police and arrest you?"
"I know, it's all caused by this smelly thing."
Zeng Chaoli held Hua Xiyan, who had fainted from pain, and Wen Jianfeng held Hua Xiyan's broken leg. The two hesitated and did not dare to enter the hospital.
These days, even a minor illness costs a lot of money. How can they let Hua Xiyan spend even a dime of their money?
"Then what should she do?"
Zeng Chaoli asked.
"Throw her away!"
Wen Jianfeng looked at the scorching sun and was a little worried about being heard, so she kept her voice very low.
"If you want to throw it away, you can't throw it away in vain!"
Zeng Chaoli disagreed.
"The leg is broken anyway. How about it be cheaper and sold to a beggar as a beggar boy?"
As soon as Wen Jianfeng came out, she had the most vicious idea.
Zeng Chaoli weighed it and still felt it was a pity. It could be sold for 80,000 yuan, but it would only be sold to a beggar for a few hundred yuan at most, right? How could he balance it in his heart?
Why not give it a try!
Approaching Wen Jianfeng, he whispered his idea in a low voice.
**
Mo Huiran was sitting in her office, feeling extremely irritable.
Her left hand threw the pen away in frustration and helplessly stroked her injured right hand.
The pain still hasn't stopped, especially last night when her wrist got wet again when she took a shower, and it became swollen again today.
"It's annoying," she complained. Feeling that the air in the office was stuffy, she sighed and decided to go to the hospital to have a look at her dislocated right hand.