Chapter 54
The curse of memories sounded in her ears one after another, deeply cutting her flesh, she clenched her fists tightly, her nails dug deep into her palms, and her body trembled slightly.

"Enough, don't fight anymore." Suddenly, a cold but strong voice sounded, and it was Leng Yichen who spoke.

Song Lin didn't hit enough, but her son opened his mouth. Naturally, she couldn't continue beating, let go of her hand, and said, "Little bitch, you are lucky today."

Xiao Hong was already dizzy from the bump, and her forehead was also cut, and blood flowed down, staining her ugly face red.

She moved a bit, feeling her throat was raw, she spit out a mouthful of blood when she opened her mouth, with a white front tooth mixed in, her hair fell down, covering her face, which was so swollen that she looked neither human nor ghost, After being dazed for a while, she regained consciousness. After coughing twice, she grinned sadly, and slowly raised her head, revealing her swollen face from behind her hair.

Fear disappeared instead, only resentment and unwillingness, she glared at Song Lin bitterly, gritted her teeth and said, "Song Lin, you are not human, so what if I stole the bird's nest, why are you born with a bird's nest? Wealthy people eat delicacies from mountains and seas, bird’s nest and shark’s fin, but we have to be reduced to servants, not to mention being oppressed by you, but also to eat like chaff, is this fair?”

"Oh, fairness, lowliness is lowliness, what's the point of talking about fairness?" Song Lin was not half-hearted, but looked at her condescendingly, as if looking at a beggar.

This look made Xiaohong very upset, like an ant being pinched in the palm of her hand, making her even more angry and unwilling, and cursed viciously, "Song Lin, you vicious woman, you will not end well. "

Song Lin originally planned to let her go, but when she heard her curse, she felt as if she had eaten explosives. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted the leather whip beside her, picked it up, and threw it at Xiaohong.

"Bitch, dare to talk back, see if I don't beat you to death today."

"Ah." Xiaohong screamed all over her body, but there was a welt on her back, a hole in her clothes, her body was trembling, and her entire face was twisted in pain.

"Song Lin, you lunatic, you will definitely have retribution." She roared angrily.

Song Lin's eyes turned red, and she hit Xiao Hong with the whip in her hand again, and there was another scream.

Xia Yuluo was so frightened that her face turned pale and her hands were trembling, especially when she saw the bloody whip marks on Xiaohong's back, her face was even less bloody.

The past is so clear and profound, like a nightmare, deeply haunting her, Mu Ruo'an will never forget, the feeling of every time Song Lin beat her with a whip, and the feeling of her skin being torn apart. The sound, why did it come from.

So seeing Xiaohong being beaten, she didn't have any sympathy or pity, because if these whips hadn't hit Xiaohong, the person who was beaten to pieces at this moment would be herself.

All of this is Xiaohong's own fault, and it's just her own consequences.

Song Lin wanted to hit again, but a big hand with sharp bones suddenly grabbed the whip and stopped her movement. She turned her head and looked over, just in time to meet a handsome but indifferent face, her pretty brows were slightly frowned rise.

Leng Yichen looked at Xiaohong who was beaten so badly that he didn't object to his mother's teaching the servants, but he would accept it as soon as it was good. If someone was killed, it would be bad for anyone, and he said indifferently, "Don't beat me again. People should be killed if the fight continues, let the police deal with these matters."

He had already reported to the police just now, and these matters should be handled by the police.

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