Fu Shao, your wife predicted it again

Chapter 24
Looking at the slap towards her, Shi Moran's mouth twitched with sarcasm, but his eyes turned colder.

This time, Shi Moran didn't kick people away directly, but grabbed Shi Meiting's waving hand with one hand.

The other hand went straight to greet Shi Meiting's face, the strength was not indifferent.

"Clap clap-"

The sound of slapping rang out continuously, and both sides of Shi Meiting's face soon became red and swollen.

Shi Meiting was so beaten that she had no power to fight back, so she could only whine for help.

"Damn bitch, let go of my daughter, I'm going to fight you!! Go to hell, bitch!!!"

Watching her precious daughter being beaten, Tian Yurong ignored the severe pain in her stomach and grabbed the ashtray on the coffee table indiscriminately.

He rushed over frantically, and smashed Shi Moran's head hard, as if he wanted to kill Shi Moran.

Shi Moran threw away Shi Meiting who was stunned by the beating like a rag, and then quickly raised his foot to kick Tian Yurong who was coming at him.

This time, it was the protruding part of the kicked upper body.

"what--"

A voice that was several times more miserable than before suddenly sounded, making those who heard it feel horrified.

Tian Yurong clutched the vulnerable parts of her upper body, laying on the ground with pain all over her face, groaning.

Seeing Tian Yurong in pain, Shi Moran not only showed no pity at all, on the contrary, he even said something that would kill you for anger.

"Don't worry, as long as your upper body is not processed, it will not be deformed, and the general original is still quite strong.

However, I don't know if there will be exceptions. "

After Shi Moran finished speaking quietly, she turned around and went upstairs regardless of Tian Yurong's staring eyes full of hatred.

Staring at Shi Moran's leisurely back, Shi Zhenxing gritted his teeth angrily, but he was helpless.

If it wasn't for Shi Moran showing his skill now, he would have forgotten that his daughter has specially practiced skills.

As a father, he was taught a lesson by his daughter whom he had always looked down upon. Shi Zhenxing was as aggrieved as he wanted.

Looking at his daughter who was beaten to death, and his wife who was lying on the ground crying in pain, Shi Zhenxing didn't have much distress in his eyes.

However, looking at Shi Meiting's red and swollen face, she frowned. If Shi Meiting was disfigured, the use value would be much less.

If Shi Moran knew what Shi Zhenxing was thinking, she would just sneer clearly.

She thought to herself: If Shi Zhenxing didn't think this way, she would still feel abnormal.

After simply packing up some important things, Shi Moran dragged the suitcase downstairs.

Seeing Shi Moran going downstairs, Tian Yurong who had just climbed up and helped her daughter up with difficulty, there was strong hatred in his eyes, but also a bit of fear.

It never occurred to her that Shi Moran would attack whenever he said he would, and she would not be afraid of Shi Zhenxing's father at all.

Obviously he was afraid of Shi Zhenxing before, but what kind of evil did this bitch Shi Moran fall into!

Tian Yurong thought fiercely, but didn't dare to say a word, lest Shi Moran would make another attack.

"You don't seem to like the gift I gave you?"

When Shi Moran went down the stairs, he didn't go out immediately, but stopped and glanced at the three of them with a half-smile.

Shi Meiting had already been knocked out, so she didn't respond.

Tian Yurong gritted her teeth fiercely, the flames in her heart continued to soar, but she still stubbornly endured it.

As for Shi Zhenxing, he couldn't see anything other than his ugly face.

(End of this chapter)