He crawled to Jiang Ciyou's side.
He used all his strength to stand up by holding on to the table.
His eyes were bloodshot, and he protected Jiang Ciyou behind him: "Sister, if you want to touch her, you have to step over my dead body."
Bo Wanhua was deeply moved when she saw this scene.
Her eyes were filled with tears.
Clap your hands.
"So touching, so moving."
"We were like this back then, but why didn't anyone pity me back then?"
Bo Wanhua seemed to be caught in the storm of that year.
At the beginning, Bai Qinghuan protected her in the same way.
But his throat was cut by his brother and his head was chopped off in the end.
That handsome face was almost unrecognizable.
Bo Wanhua was driven crazy by such a hard-core sex.
Why is God so cruel to her?
Bo Wanhua always believed that God left this evil child so that she could take revenge with her own hands.
Bo Wanhua stood up and walked over.
She waved.
The two mercenaries held Bo Jinxiu back.
Then there was a beating.
Bo Jinxiu was seriously injured and had no strength to resist.
When Jiang Ciyou saw Bo Jinxiu curled up on the ground and being punched and kicked, his spirit was on the verge of collapse.
"Stop fighting, stop fighting!"
Jiang Ciyou screamed at the top of his lungs.
Bo Jinxiu lay on the ground and grabbed Jiang Ciyou's hand with all his strength.
Without saying a word, he endured everything silently.
Even Wei Tingfang couldn't bear to watch it anymore.
"Chairman, why not just shoot these two people to death, so as not to offend the Chairman."
Wei Tingfang really couldn't bear it.
Compared to death, this long torture is more painful.
Bo Wanhua scolded coldly, "When is it your turn to do my business?"
"If you feel sorry for them, then you can take their place."
Wei Tingfang shut up instantly and stood behind her.
Bo Jinxiu was beaten so hard that he vomited blood.
But he said nothing from beginning to end.
Just one hand tightly holding Jiang Ciyou.
Jiang Ciyou clenched his teeth and tears flowed out wildly.
Jiang Ciyou closed his eyes and said, "Ah Xiu, please teach me how to make sweet and sour spare ribs."
Bo Jinxiu lowered his head and gritted his teeth, as if squeezing out words from between his teeth.
"Put two pounds of spare ribs in a pot with cold water and blanch them first... Pour in oil... Add ten pieces of rock sugar... When they are completely melted... Pour in... the spare ribs... Add water... Remember to add a few preserved plums..."
Bo Jinxiu's voice was very soft.
Every word seemed to be bitten out from between teeth.
Seeing these two people at this time, they were still discussing the recipe of sweet and sour pork ribs.
Bo Wanhua felt that she was completely ignored.
They really seem to be unafraid and can even ignore the fear of death.
This was an insult to Bo Wanhua.
Bo Wanhua stood up suddenly: "Why are you still standing there?"
A tall and strong mercenary walked up to Jiang Ciyou.
With a ripping sound, Jiang Ciyou's skirt was torn.
Jiang Ciyou was still wearing the same white wedding dress.
She did not resist, but closed her eyes tightly and gritted her teeth.
Bo Jinxiu suddenly opened his eyes.
He crawled to Bo Wanhua's side and grabbed the corner of her clothes: "Mom! Please! Please let her go!"
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