Chapter 390:

Fool, you are too naive, if he speaks so well, would I still perform this drama today?
"Let's talk, don't be afraid." Chun Yuchen bends his lips like a devil, his expression is somewhat gentle, and the women in the audience are confused again.
Only the nearest Tong Wenya could see the warning flashing in his eyes: Woman, you dare to disobey my meaning, try it.
Tong Wenya was most afraid of her father being sad, so she smiled at her father and said, "Dad, why are you here? I was still performing and it was inconvenient to talk to you. Now that I stopped, I will explain the misunderstanding clearly. . I acted voluntarily, there is no compulsion. Dad, sit down and watch, let’s continue."
After speaking, she looked up at Chun Yuchen casually.
"Don't lie, Tongtong, you don't even have any freedom at all. You can't even go to see me. No matter how powerful the Chunyu family is, they have no right to keep you away!" Song Chengsi hobbled towards the stage. Come and continue to say: "I love you, Tong Wenya, you have promised to marry me, go home with me and dad."
"Papa Papa!" Chun Yuchen on the horseback suddenly applauded, "It's a very touching confession, Tong Wenya, if I were a woman, I would definitely promise him. How about you?"
You devil! Tong Wenya's hatred flashed in his eyes, Song Chengsi and his father were still waiting for her answer.
"Mommy, are you really going to marry Uncle Song? Little Corgi doesn't want it. Little Corgi likes handsome father!" Little Keji was anxious. Before Tong Wenya refused, he spoke first.
Yan Ming glared at the child bitterly, and Fang Shiqing reminded him in a low voice, "Don't always target that child. The child is still young, what do you know."
"Miss, you are so confused. Children don't understand. It is also natural to like fathers. You didn't see that he is no longer called handsome uncle, he is called father at all."
In fact, Fang Shiqing heard the child call her father, which is also very harsh. If it hadn't been for patience since childhood, she wouldn't know what she would do.
"Let's go, Xiaoya, go back with Dad." Tong Jianping knew what his daughter was worried about, he was very old and he was not afraid.
"Tong Wenya, it's time for you to choose. If you don't want to marry Song Chengsi, I will also be responsible for you." Nangong Zhe, who has not spoken all the time, also said aloud. He said that, it is incredible. The scene was almost boiling.
What is Tong Wenya's background? Three such excellent men are crazy for her.
Nangong Zheye, his strength is not inferior to Chun Yuchen. And most importantly, Nangong Zhe has no fiancée.
Those who don't know the truth looked at Tong Wenya and then at the children in the audience, and couldn't help but guess who the child was?
Here comes another one, Tong Wenya, which is really charming. Chun Yuchen almost didn't crush the horse whip on his hand, but he didn't want to let people see his possessiveness towards Tong Wenya. With a faint smile on his face, he said lightly: "This choice looks better, Nangong Zhe He is richer than Song Chengsi, has status, and is more handsome in his length. He is still the eldest son of Huaihai who is praised by everyone. Tong Wenya, what do you mean?"
If Song Chengsi can have the strength of Nangongzhe, perhaps Tong Wenya will agree.
"I mean, continue acting, you need to have a beginning and an end. Son, you take grandpa and Uncle Song to find a seat, the story behind is more exciting."
"Tong Tong!" Song Chengsi frowned and called her, "You haven't answered my question yet, don't have any worries, you must live according to your own will. Even if you are forced to die, you can't be frustrated. ."
You are so stupid, there is hope when you live, and you really fight for your backbone. It doesn't matter if I die, do you still have to kill the old and the young?
Tong Wenya's face sank: "What do you mean, Song Chengsi, I have already said that I like to stay here very much. If you say that again, people will misunderstand Young Master Chunyu."
"child……"
"You don't like watching, please leave, don't disturb me!"
"Forget it, Uncle Tong, let's go. I don't think she was forced to leave. She didn't want to leave and was humiliated voluntarily. No one can control it." Song Chengsi's face also sank.
"If you don't go, why are you leaving? My daughter invited us to the theater. We should enjoy it." Tong Jianping took Song Chengsi's arm, sat down in the empty seat next to him, and held his grandson in his arms.
"It's great, grandpa will watch the handsome father and mother act with us." Little Corgi said naively.
"Music." Chun Yuchen commanded indifferently, and then the music sounded again.
Chun Yuchen's whip pressed against Tong Wenya's chin again, and said coldly: "It's a pity that even as a maid, I don't look down on you."
The following drama is even more abusive. Tong Wenya really hopes that his father and Song Chengsi are gone.
Feeling their gaze sweeping her face like a knife, her face was already hot and uncomfortable. She knew that with the scene tonight, Chun Yuchen, who was calm on the surface, must be even more angry, and his anger would be vented in this scene.
Sure enough, she felt the strength of the whip increased, as if to pierce her throat.
"General, please, give me this opportunity." Tong Wenya knelt on the ground with a puff, holding Chun Yuchen's whip with both hands.
"Okay, if you can catch up with this general, I will give you a chance." After the words fell, Chun Yuchen forcibly drew his whip from Tong Wenya. The horse whip was not smooth at all, and a blood mark was rubbed on the palm of Tong Wenya's palm.
Chun Yuchen twitched the horse's fiercely, and the horse yelled and raised his front hoof. Tong Wenya just knelt under the horse's hoof.
Everyone's hearts were pulled up, "Be careful!" The men in the audience, Nangong Zhe, Song Chengsi, and Chun Yulang said in unison, and they were about to rush to the stage at the same time.
Chun Yuchen glanced at Tong Wenya's slightly startled face with extreme coldness. As the horse's hoof fell, no one noticed how hard the tight rein in his hand was.
"Mummy, it's dangerous!"
Tong Wenya rolled on the spot and landed on her horseshoe, only stepping on the corner of her clothes.
Chun Yuchen, you are so cruel, even if you can't ask for it, you shouldn't ignore my life and death.
I, Tong Wenya, swear to God, I will leave you as soon as I have a chance, never meet, never commit cheapness!
Next, there was a new round of chase, and Tong Wenya's feet were still burning with pain. She was too afraid of her father being worried, and tried to make her footsteps look the same, but it was more painful.
No matter how painful it is, how can you keep the lesson in mind if it doesn't hurt your heart.
Circle after circle, Chun Yuchen did not call to stop, she must keep chasing.
Tong Wenya, who reluctantly ran, gradually became weak, and his lips turned white. He ran, shook it twice, and fell to the side...