Adorable baby strikes: the vegetative father stands aside!

Chapter 142 She Willing To Any Price
"Don't worry, daughter, I will definitely give you an explanation, and I won't let you die in vain!"

Aunt Song's tears had already dried up, and now there was only hatred in her eyes, and she vowed to make Yun Fei pay the price she deserved!
After returning to Li's house, Aunt Song continued to be Su Mingyue's maid.

Perhaps because of the resentment in her heart, her hands and feet are much more agile than before, and she is also more patient.

Even Su Mingyue attributed all this to her daughter's death, which inspired her, she didn't complain, but still nodded with a smile.

She has to endure it, knowing that she can avenge her daughter!

As time passed, Li Beimo became more and more unscrupulous.

"Oh, Young Master Li, you are so bad..."

A woman's coquettish voice sounded in the Li family's villa.

Yun Wenya was about to bring footwashing water to her husband who had just returned home, when she saw Li Beimo kissing and touching a wild model on the sofa.

"Boom"

A footbath that didn't control her spilled on the ground, and the footwash water in it stained the floor.

"Grass."

Li Beimo cursed in a low voice, very dissatisfied with Yun Wenya for ruining her interest.

"Yes...I'm sorry." Yun Wenya hurriedly cleaned up the footbath.

I only heard the wild model smiling coquettishly, with provocative eyes: "Master, who is she? Why haven't I heard you mention it before."

"Her?" Li Beimo glanced frivolously at Yun Wenya, who was kneeling next to her, and said with a wanton smile, "It's just a dog, how can I mention it in front of you? It's really dirty your ears."

"Oh, Young Master Li, you are making fun of others again."

Although the woman's voice was somewhat reproachful, the shame on her face did not diminish in the slightest, and she looked at Yun Wenya who was kneeling next to her with some light arrogance.

"How can it be called making fun of me? It's not a lie."

Seeing the woman in his arms smiling even more coquettishly, Li Beimo's heart almost melted, and he wanted to crush his heart to the tender model.

"Then Li Shao, you can order her, can I order her?"

Li Beimo agreed without thinking: "Of course."

The young model restrained her smile, and then raised her chin in a hostess manner: "Come here."

Yun Wenya clenched her teeth, and could only listen to the woman's words in humiliation.

"You wash my feet." The woman spoke again.

"What?" Yun Wenya suspected that her ears had misheard.

"When she tells you to wash your feet, you wash them. Who do you think you are? Do you have the right to object?"

Seeing the expression of the young model next to him, he was a little displeased, so Li Beichen hurried forward and gave Yun Wenya a kick.

Yun Wenya lowered her head even lower, turned around and went to the bathroom to get a basin of water, and brought it to the tender model's feet.

Then she knelt down slowly, stroked the tender model's feet, and washed her without saying a word.

And the young model looked at her movements, and felt very happy in her heart: "You are good at washing feet, have you considered being a foot-washing maid?"

In the next second, Yun Wenya's fingers tightened, and the painful tender model kicked her foot onto Yun Wenya's face.

"How dare you pinch me?" The tender model's delicate face was full of anger.

Li Beimo also slapped Yun Wenya hard in the mouth: "What are you?"

After the two bullied her again, they went up into the room triumphantly.

Soon there was an unbearable sound in the room.

Yun Wenya was about to collapse when she heard the voice, but she didn't dare to cry, so she could only press her lips tightly to keep herself from making a sound.

"Ma'am, let me pour this water out for you." Aunt Song suddenly said from the side.

Before Yun Wenya could react, she had already turned her head and went to the toilet, pouring out the water.

It was only then that she remembered that Aunt Song was the only one who called her Madam, and the only one she could manipulate.

"Thank you." Yun Wenya thanked her stiffly, feeling a little fond of Aunt Song in her heart.

……

After doing all this, Aunt Song sneaked into Li Beimo's room while everyone was asleep.

At this time, Li Beimo and the tender model had already fallen asleep, and Aunt Song held her breath and saw the condom that Li Beimo often used.

It was placed brightly on the table.

Seeing this, she nervously glanced at the two people on the bed again, and found that they were sleeping very soundly, and there was no sign of discovery at all.

She secretly took out the needle tube hidden aside, and then carefully injected it into the whip case.

There are bacteria in it, which can cause sexually transmitted diseases.

It's just that if Li Beichen didn't use condoms, he wouldn't, but Aunt Song decided, she wouldn't.

Sure enough, within a few days, Li Beimo got a very serious STD.

There was a red rash on that patch.

Soon the young model saw her and kept her away. She didn't like to go out of the house, so she stayed at home all day.

At this time, he began to remember that Yun Wenya wanted him to help him solve his needs.

As a result, when Yun Wenya saw that he had a rash, she was so frightened that she even screamed and didn't care about being beaten and scolded. She even crawled out of the room, but she didn't want to have sex with him.

Now, Li Beimo began to become the laughing stock of the entire Li family.

It's just that when Yun Wenya saw him like this, she felt a burst of joy in her heart.

"Aunt Song, add some of this to the tonic soup, it will be good for his health." Yun Wenya smiled and gave Aunt Song some herbs.

But the irony in his eyes was very obvious.

Sure enough, as Li Beimo drank more and more Bu Tang, his condition became more and more serious, not only the one that now has many small red bumps all over his body.

But after all, this kind of disease can't be seen in the light, and they can't go to a big hospital for diagnosis and treatment. If they go to a small workshop, they worry about safety.

"Mom, I beg you, hurry up and take me to get medical treatment, even if it's embarrassing, I'll admit it!" When Li Beimo got sick, the place would be very itchy, and living would be better than dying.

Su Mingyue didn't know that her son was suffering so much, but for the sake of the family's face, he couldn't do this.

Seeing that Su Mingyue was not happy, Li Beimo wanted to die even more, he raised his head and was about to bump into the pillar next to him.

In the end, Li Yan stopped him at the last second.

"Look for something to die, this disease is not incurable!"

"But you don't let me go out to the hospital for treatment!" Li Beimo yelled in a broken voice, the illness was really uncomfortable.

Li Yan pondered for a long time after hearing this, and said: "I know there is a very powerful miracle doctor, she claims to be able to cure any disease, a disease like yours must be curable!"

"Really?" Surprise appeared on Li Beimo's face, and he was willing to spend any money if it could be cured.

"Well, I believe in his level." Li Yan stroked his beard, and then immediately called a friend to invite the miracle doctor back, and told him that he would be willing to pay any price!
(End of this chapter)