Madam Han, Your Vest Has Fallen Off

Seeing this situation, Chu Ning pursed her lips, and only looked at Xing Lang after Xing Lang waved his hand to let the people inside leave.

"Ruan Wanluo and Chu Qian?"

A cruel smile was curled at the corner of Xing Lang's mouth, he looked at Chu Ning, and then turned to look at the two women in the room.

"Yes, if they didn't show up in front of Yueyue, I could spare their lives and even allow Chu Qian to exist."

"But they hurt my two most beloved women so recklessly. My wife and daughter have a hard time, and I have a hard time. How can they be alone and at ease?"

When Xing Lang said something, some gritted his teeth, even with a deep chill.

Chu Ning knew it all.

Seeing the fate of these two women, although I didn't sympathize with them, I couldn't help but sigh for them.

"After all, Chu Qian is also in your blood. It's your child, so you just let your subordinates insult her?" Chu Ning asked.

The woman nailed to the cross should be Ruan Wanluo, and the mentally abnormal woman shrunk in the corner should be Chu Qian.

However, it can also be seen that Xing Lang did not treat Chu Qian and Ruan Wanluo equally, and he probably read some old feelings.

But this old love is really unnecessary for Chu Qian, it is torture.

Xing Lang didn't think there was anything wrong with what he did. Xing Lang glanced at Chu Qian who was shrinking in the corner.

"If it weren't for her, Yueyue and Xiaowei would not be injured, and Yueyue's condition would not get worse, besides."

Xing Lang looked at Chu Ning while talking.

"This is what Miss Chu would like to see, right? After all, the things they two did to Miss Chu, Ms. Chu should never forget them in this lifetime."

"I'm just between the two of us, choosing to be the bad guy."

Chu Ning did not speak. She had indeed thought about making Ruan Wanluo and Chu Xi difficult, but Xing Lang's methods were more cold-blooded than she had imagined.

Chu Ning glanced at them faintly, and said, "This is your woman and child. What you want to do with that is your business."

"However, I do have some grudges with this Chu Qian. I don't know if Mr. Xing, can I punish her too?" Chu Ning said.

Xing Lang glanced at Chu Ning, a disdainful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said casually, "Miss Chu, please."

So Chu Ning inserted her clothes pocket and walked towards the person in the corner.

As soon as she walked over, she raised her foot, stepped heavily on Chu Qian's abdomen, and then kicked her a few more feet.

Chu Qian cried out in pain almost as if she was about to return to normal.

"It's useless, just this little bit of patience, the Chu family really took you up spoiled."

Chu Ning kicked her a few more times before closing her feet and leaving.

"Let's go, now it's time to go back and change the dressing for Mrs. Xing."

After Chu Ning finished speaking this sentence, she left with extreme disdain.

Xing Lang glanced inward and made sure that there was nothing unusual, and then asked the people outside to look after them before leaving with Chu Ning.

After Xing Lang left, Chu Qian's turbid and sluggish eyes recovered for a while.

She was lying on the ground, clenching her teeth tightly, looking at the closed door, the pain in her body made her wish to tear the place apart.

But she knew that Chu Ning's feet had restored her spirit to normal.

But when she saw her dying mother nailed to the pillar, and remembered what she had seen before, and her personal encounters, she wished that she hadn't returned to normal.

"You demons!" Chu Qian clenched her fists tightly, with anger and hatred in her language.

But when she spoke like this, because of her body movement, a scalpel and a key fell out of her wrinkled clothes.

Chu Qian's eyes widened, and she hurriedly protected these things under her abdomen.

She looked at the room that closed her and her mother, and smiled bitterly again.