"Who are you? Let me go. I have no grievance against you. What do you want me to do?"

"Jay

Xia Zhenyu and Luo Yuying shout out at the same time. They turn their heads to ask for the cold weather.

"The child is innocent. Let him go!"

He is such a son.

Luo Yuying almost didn't faint, and her son was also arrested. Her son is her life.

"Mr. Leng, please let Xiaojie go. It has nothing to do with Xiaojie!"

She was afraid that her son would be killed by an order in cold weather, so she would not want to live.

"What's the noise? Shut up!"

Live TV. Frequency, suddenly came a fierce slap sound, Xia Chujie's face all give play to slant.

"No, don't fight!" Luo Yuying's heart aches to death.

"Cold Mr. Leng, please let my son go. He is innocent! "

Luo Yuying saw that her son's face was swollen. She was as distressed as a knife scraping her heart. Her tears fell down.

She didn't cry so much just now.

Cold days cold eyes looking at her mother's tears, eyes more cold.

Because when he thought of the time when he was worried about his son in the summer solstice, he had no sympathy for Luo Yuying.

"Please don't hit my son, hit me!"

Tears ran across her purple face, miserable.

Xia Zhenyu's eyes were hot, and he begged to the cold weather, "Mr. Leng, if you want to teach us a lesson, it's nothing to do with this child! Please let my son go

In the cold weather, he lost all his patience and said, "let him go? It's up to you to tell the truth. "

"I'm telling you the truth, I didn't lie to you!" Xia Zhenyu shakes his head and is in a panic. He is afraid that he will teach his son again.

Cold day swept him one eye, believe this man is to dare not hide words, his vision a flash, cold fierce straight stare Luo Yuying.

Luo Yuying's heart trembles. She doesn't know how much she knows in cold weather. She is surprised that he knows that she is lying, and a chill appears on her heel.

On a cold day, impatient fingers on the armrest of the wheelchair were pounding.

"If you think about it well, if you dare to lie again, your son's hands and feet may be about to feed the fish..."

Fang's face was cold and awe inspiring.

When the young master was born, what had he experienced? In the hands of Xiaoyu, he had a close relationship with this woman.

"I..." Luo Yuying squeakes, but she still doesn't want to say it.

Suddenly, I saw. There was a scream from her son.

"Don't hit my son," I said

She yelled in a hurry, fearing that her son would suffer the next second, and quickly revealed, "that child is not dead, but sold by me."

The air stagnates and cools suddenly.

Cold day's fist tightly clenches, suppresses the innermost part of the heart towering anger.

"You, what did you say?" Xia Zhenyu surprised, can't believe the child didn't die, is Luo Yuying to sell.

After all these years, she even cheated him.

Later she took a sum of money out, he asked where it came from, Luo Yuying shut up, only said it was borrowed from a friend.

At that time, they lost a lot of money because of the stock speculation. They almost lost all the money from the car accident.

He didn't ask much if he could borrow money to live. Who told him that he had no ability.

Leng Yicheng's lovely appearance suddenly flashed in Xia Zhenyu's mind. Isn't it

He shivered to look at the cold day, his heart trembled.

In cold weather, they are not willing to use violence against them, which is totally different from the attitude of helping the summer solstice recover the house.

There is only this possibility: that child is the child of the summer solstice.

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