Feng Yiyang's name has been on her mind. Perhaps she guessed that she would not be able to escape this disaster, and perhaps she would be tortured to death by them.
No, no, she can't die, she still has her grandmother, her sister, and she is still thinking about Feng Yiyang.
Feng Yiyang's face filled her whole head. She really missed him, the tenderness he gave, the love he gave, the surprises he gave, and the love he gave.
Confession to her during the evening candlelight dinner and in public.
I really think about it.
How great would it be if Feng Yiyang hadn't lied to her?
But it's just if, not true.
Xia Yibing's teeth were pressed tightly against her lower lip, and she bit her lower lip so hard that her lip broke open, bleeding started, and her upper lip was also stained with blood.
His whole body was bleeding, and the smell of blood instantly filled the entire basement.
Immediately afterwards, Murong Chuyou was beaten again.
The man's femininity was stronger than that of the woman, and the pain spread all over his body again, and he finally fainted from the pain.
"Honey, she fainted."
"Husband, if you faint, let's stop fighting now. Let's reunite the father and daughter now."
There was still hatred in his tone, but now that she had been beaten to death, the father and daughter could be reunited now.
But what would happen if Xia Yibing met his real father?
At this time, Murong Chuyou had dragged Xia Yibing to the real Murong Chuyou.
Leaving the unconscious Xia Yibing behind, he walked over and clamped the real Murong Chuyou's chin: "Look at her, do you recognize her?"
"Chen Siming, you bastard." You didn't look to see who was under the ground? You just hated the person in front of you very much.
It was he and Meng Minting who lost their wives and two biological daughters in the first place, allowing their plan to proceed as planned.
took away his family's property.
(From now on: the fake Murong Chuyou is Chen Siming, and the real Murong Chuyou is still Murong Chuyou.)
"Uh... don't scold me so early. There is another thing that will make you so angry that you vomit blood and die." He clamped his chin and pulled him to look at the unconscious person on the ground: "She... is the daughter you have wanted for nine years.
Murong Yibing, but it seems her surname is no longer Murong, but Xia Liao."
"How is it? What do you think? I haven't seen her for nine years. She has grown into a tall and graceful girl, but... her body is full of scars."
Murong Chuyou looked at Xia Yibing, her blue hair, her face covered with sweat marks, her body covered with whips, and her clothes stained with blood.
"Chen Siming, what did you do to Bing'er? You bastard, what did you do to Bing'er?" Murong Chuyou yelled at Chen Siming.
"She's not that good? She's just whipped a lot. If your daughter lets my daughter die, then I will definitely torture her.
You two, father and daughter, just have a good time together, you will go to hell soon."
"Oh...by the way, don't you have a daughter? Do you want me to bring her too to reunite your family?"
After saying that, he picked up a bucket of water and poured it on Xia Yibing's face, causing her to wake up instantly.
Then untie Murong Chuyou's hand chains, but the anklets will not open.
"This is a gift for you, enjoy it."
Chen Siming dropped these words and left.
"Chen Siming, stop here, I'm not allowed to hurt Xi'er." Murong Chuyou dragged the chain and rushed over, shouting at Chen Siming, but the length of the chain was not very long, only about two meters long.