Young Master only pampers his dumb wife

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When the heavy foot hit Xiao Yutang's chest, the bone marrow clattered, the viscera seemed to be stabbed by a sharp knife, and Xiao Yutang's mouth was full of blood.

Shocking!

When Xiao er's wife saw this scene, her pupils contracted fiercely, she screamed and rushed up to protect Xiao Yutang. She turned her head and cried with a pale face.

"Ah Zhan, this will kill him, will kill him, do you have to let the Xiao family do the funeral?"

"It has something to do with me?"

The coldness in Xiao Qingzhan's eyes almost hit the second lady in the face. After hearing the second lady's tears, Xiao Qingzhan didn't even look at his mother. He turned around and Lu Chuan hurried to catch up. But in 20 seconds, Xiao Qingzhan left arrogantly.

"Imperial Hall Yu Tang... "

In the distance,

it seems that Xiao Aohan and the second lady are still shouting the name of Xiao Yutang.

Fifteen minutes later, the whole castle was in a mess.

Groups of family doctors swarmed into the castle, and helicopters hovered in the sky, up and down, back and forth.

Xiao Qingzhan didn't rush back to the garden villa. Instead, he sat in the car and watched these people busy. Almost half an hour later, he went back without expression. He was bloody and didn't like it. He went into the bathroom and washed up.

He is a very clean person. When he comes back from outside, the first thing is to take a bath first.

When he went downstairs, Yang Yang Zheng sat down in his small single sofa, put his hands on the armrest, and looked coldly at daddy's high body.

He didn't know what his father did with Xiao Yutang, but his father drove him away. After Anbo came back with him, he knew that Miss Tang was resting in the bedroom, so Yangyang went to deal with some affairs in the company.

After several days of work, piles of things have to be disposed of, and there are some flaws in the company's software that he needs to fix, so he has been busy until just now.

Amber told him twice that mommy had fallen asleep. He asked amber to make some delicious food for mommy to wake up and eat. Then he waited for Xiao Qingzhan here.

Xiao Qingzhan looked at him lightly, and knew that he had something to ask himself. He sat in the sofa opposite him.

Father and son overflow with the same domineering temperament, one big and one small, light look at each other.

"Why did she come back crying?"

Yang Yang's mobile phone rings the first sentence Xiao Qingzhan frowned slightly, and the second sentence sounded again

"Why do you push Mommy away when she wants to hold her?"

"Mommy's eyes are swollen because she's crying. You don't go to see her again..."

When the fourth sentence is about to come out, Xiao Qingzhan's eyes are cold, and achuan quickly goes forward and turns off the young master's mobile phone.

He took a look. There are seven or eight sentences in the young master's mobile phone. If they are played out in sequence, the young master will smash his mobile phone.

Yang Yang raises his hand and weaves sign language.

"Mommy is sad! You don't love her

Hum -

Xiao Qingzhan leaned back slightly, snorted coldly, love? Are these two words too much.

When Yang Yang sees that his father doesn't get any oil and rice, he also loses interest in chatting with him. He throws his things on him, slides down his sofa, turns around and walks. When he steps up the stairs, Yang Yang turns around and stares at his father.

Xiao Qingzhan frowned and held back his anger. When he turned his head, he saw that his son had gone upstairs.