Killer at the age of 12: Lying and laughing among peach blossoms

Those children probably also knew how powerful they were, and they looked at each other in blank dismay.

With a cry, they all fled.

Feng Lingyan casually pulled the beaten child up: "Why did they beat you?"

The child had a bruised nose and a swollen face, sobbing and choking: "They—they called me a wild child, called me a bastard... called me not knowing who my father is—I have a father, and my mother said that my father has gone away for a long time. Far, far away..."

Feng Lingyan's face paled slightly, and he was about to say something. [

In the distance, a woman in Tsing Yi hurried over: "Qinghe, Qinghe."

The child froze, but hid behind Yueli.

"Qinghe, you fought with them again...why are you so worried, kid?"

The woman in Tsing Yi felt distressed and angry when she saw her son being beaten like this.

Unable to bear the reprimand, she stepped forward and wanted to pull him over.

The child pursed his lips and took a step back: "I don't want to see you anymore! It's all your fault! Everyone else has a father, why don't I?! They all call me a wild child and bully me! Wow ..."

The child ran away crying.

The woman in Tsing Yi's face was pale, and she was very embarrassed by the child's scolding.

Embarrassedly nodding and smiling at Feng Lingyan and the others, they went after the child.

Feng Lingyan stood there in a daze, looking at the woman's back, as if he saw himself a few years later——

I don't know if my baby will experience what happened to this child after it is born...

He quickly shook his head again, who is he?

How could you follow this woman's old path? !

I can educate my child well by myself, and I will never let him (her) suffer the same anger...

She smiled wryly in her heart, it seemed that she had become a lot more sensitive since she was pregnant...