Song Yan, who had been hit on the head, looked horrified when she heard the voice.
Before she could retreat in panic with her face turning pale, Aunt Wang whipped her.
“Ahhhhh…”
Song Yan felt excruciating pain, her skin felt like it was about to break.
Ouyang Jie turned his head away, hugged his arms tightly, bit his lips and trembled.
It turns out that mothers also feel pain.
But why didn’t I feel any pain when I hit him? I even used salt water to hit him.
Chu Li held Ouyang Jie in his arms and patted his back gently.
Ouyang Jie buried his head in Chu Li's neck, his eyes moist.
Sitting in the car, Song Yan clenched his hands tightly, his body trembling uncontrollably, his eyes fixed on Song Yan inside the big iron gate.
He was shaking not because of fear, but because of anger.
Thinking about how Song Yan almost killed them and his brothers several times when they were young, he wanted to stab Song Yan to death.
He didn't get out of the car because he was afraid of losing control of his anger.
Song Ze hated Song Yan the most. He didn't even dare to tell Song Ze that Song Yan was still alive. If Song Ze knew, he would really stab Song Yan to death regardless of the consequences.
Lu Yanchen, who had dealt with several uncles, finally arrived.
"Lu Yanchen."
Song Chi stuck his head out of the car window and shouted happily to Lu Yanchen who was getting out of the car.
Lu Yanchen walked towards Song Chi, followed by Chu Fei and Jiang Feng.
The couple looked at the big iron gate in tacit understanding. Aunt Wang was whipping Song Yan with a whip. One of them thought to herself, "You're so awesome!" while the other stopped quietly behind Lu Yanchen with a blank expression.
"Oh my god! Don't mess with Aunt Wang."
Chu Fei stood beside Jiang Feng and sighed, watching Aunt Wang beating Song Yan to the ground and making her wail.
Lu Yanchen touched Song Chi's head, then stood beside the car and looked at the big iron gate. He also took in Aunt Wang who was cursing and beating Song Yan, without moving his eyes.
He had heard from Song Chi that Song Yan was not only not a good person, but also enjoyed beating Ouyang Jie.
This kind of person should be given a taste of the whip and get revenge.
“Ahhhhh, ahhhhhh…”
Song Yan, lying on the lawn, wailed miserably, with several streaks of whip blood on her skirt.
"Miss, Miss, please stop hitting me. If you continue, the Second Miss will die."
Aunt Sun knelt down and cried to plead for Song Yan. I don’t know if she was scared or not.
"You dare to beg for mercy? Believe it or not, I will whip you too." Aunt Wang raised the whip at Aunt Sun.
"mom."
Sun Yi suddenly rushed out and hugged his mother in his arms.
He was angry that his mother always listened to Song Yan, but she was his mother after all, and he couldn't just hide aside and watch his mother get beaten.
"Get out of my way, kid. If you don't, don't blame me for being rude."
Aunt Wang pointed at Sun Yi and yelled, and was about to whip him but was stopped by Song Jingwan, "There's no need to take the blame for someone like that."
"Tsk, alright!"
Aunt Wang reluctantly withdrew her hand, glaring fiercely at Song Yan, who was lying on the ground, clutching her wounds and glaring at her with gritted teeth. She snorted coldly, "It's our eldest lady's kindness that's going to let you go. Go ahead and be happy."
Secretly happy?
Song Yan hugged her aching body tightly, her eyes were about to spit fire. She was beaten like this and yet she was secretly happy.
"Song Jingwan, you'd better not fall into my hands in the future."
Song Jingwan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, looked down at Song Yan. "Future? Do you think you still have a future?"
"You...what do you mean?"
Suddenly her eyes widened, "You want to kill someone to silence them."
"Killing you would dirty my hands."
After Song Jingwan finished speaking, she looked outside the big iron gate and saw Chu Li holding Ouyang Jie to comfort him.
Chu Li met Song Jingwan's gaze and gave his subordinate a look.
The subordinate nodded, walked quickly towards Song Jingwan with a pile of information, bent down and handed it to her respectfully.
Song Jingwan took the information and threw it in Song Yan's face, letting her read it herself.
Song Yan, lying on the ground, had her pupils twitching again and again. They were filled with evidence of her crimes. The fact that she accidentally killed someone while taking him out on her anger was enough to send her to jail for life.
Song Yan's face was pale and her body was shaking. She was finished. This time she was really finished and there was no chance of recovery.
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