Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

Jiang Ying was stunned and covered her biased face. She didn't return to her mind for a long time.

Her ears are still buzzing, and her hearing has diminished.

Before she could react, Hong Xueling slapped her again.

She seemed to be crazy. She grabbed her hair and tried her best to beat and scratch her. She had no reserve of rich wives, just like a furious crazy woman.

Jiang Ying, who is not healed, is not her opponent at all. She presses her on the ground and has no power to parry.

The servants did not dare to come forward to persuade, but stood aside and watched.

"I told you not to be a woman!"

"Make you cheap!"

"Is our cold family bad for you? Is Lengfeng not good enough for you? Why do you do such a morally corrupt thing?"

"Jiang Ying, you don't want face. We need face at cold house!"

"Today I'll teach you a lesson for your parents!"

"Teach you how to be a man!"

There was too much noise. Old Mr. Leng and old lady came out from inside. When they saw this scene, their blood pressure soared.

"Xueling, what are you doing?" The old man roared angrily.

Hong Xueling, sitting on Jiang Ying, raised her head, "Dad, this bitch doesn't keep women's morality. She puts a green hat on our Lengfeng!"

Then, angry again, Hong Xueling slapped Jiang Ying.

"Stop!"

When the old lady saw Jiang Ying sitting on her body motionless, she was deeply afraid that she would kill people alive.

Leng Yue looked at this scene from a distance and raised a sneer on her lips.

She estimated that the cold Maple was coming.

Pick up your cell phone and go upstairs.

"Husband, are you finished?"

Mu Shaoqian's low voice came, "I don't have time to go tonight. You can accompany your family."

"Ah? Are you really not coming? " Leng Yue saw that she pretended to be sorry, "I thought you could come back together. Since you are busy, forget it. Work is important. "

After confirming that mu Shaoqian didn't come back, Lengyue hung up after seeing her.

She looked down from the balcony on the second floor. In the yard, Hong Xueling was still beating Jiang Ying. It was useless to persuade anyone. She was like a wild beast with crazy hair. At this time, unless she died, she would not stop.

Lying on the fence of the Roman column, Leng Yue saw her eyes fall on Jiang Ying's motionless body. Is she dead?

It's best to die. Only her death is the best for all people.

Leng Yue looked back and couldn't wait to open a bottle of champagne to celebrate.

When Leng Feng arrived, Jiang Ying was beaten to death and fainted.

Among the servants who kept pinching her, they shouted her name. The old man and the old lady looked anxious, "what are you waiting for? Call an ambulance!"

"No, it's a waste of time to call an ambulance. Hurry and send it to the hospital!"

Hong Xueling was like an innocent person, "don't worry, she can't die if the disaster lasts for thousands of years!"

Cold Maple eyes and canthus were about to crack. In an instant, the heart seemed to be stabbed by a sharp weapon and dull stewed pain.

The heart contracted suddenly.

Pain

He pushed aside the servant and squatted beside Jiang Ying. The bottom of his eyes was filled with an unspeakable fear, "Yingying, Yingying, open your eyes and don't scare me!"

Jiang Ying, who fell to the ground, had a swollen face and could hardly see her face.

The hair was pulled in a mess. Handfuls of hair can be seen everywhere on the ground. It is enough to see how hard it took the person who started to pull off so many hair.

"Who did it?!" Leng Feng looked around like a furious beast.

Who beat his cherry like this?