Chapter 953: Dog biting dog

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She waited day by day, and did not give up day by day. She wanted to live and wanted to go out alive, so no matter what, she told herself not to be afraid or to sleep.
There was a sound of a door ringing outside
Yan Huan's eyelids were raised, but there was still no sound or struggle.
Because struggling is useless, no amount of asking for mercy is useless.
They will not let her go.
A man came over and stood in front of Yan Huan. Yan Huan stared at him faintly, with a pair of sad and unhappy eyes, also reflecting the face of this middle-aged man, and his face was left by years. Wind and frost down.
When he was young, he must not lose to the celebrities who are now the stars. Even now, he is also a charming middle-aged uncle. Su Qingdong, who could be rampant in the entire sea in his previous life, has been guarding the Su family in this life. Su Qingdong, who was ruined by the Ye family and was defeated by his family, was divided into three points per acre.
He lowered his head and looked at the words of Huanhuan at this time without saying that he would let her go
Yan Huan twitched her lips, and she knew very clearly in her heart how Su Qingdong could let her go.
"What are you doing here?" Suddenly, in the quiet of such a room, an unpleasant, sharp voice came out, and the unhidden question.
Zhu Xianglan walked over, his face very poor, he extended his finger to Su Qingdong, "Su Qingdong, what do you want to do? You said, do you want to let this little go?"
Su Qingdong pulled out Zhu Xianglan's hand with some annoyance, "You are really more and more unreasonable now."
"I can't understand it?" Zhu Xianglan's voice rose sharply.
"Su Qingdong, you said that I was unreasonable. Did you do so many rare things?"
"I do something shameful?" Su Qingdong sneered in his face, and sneered in his heart. "Zhu Xianglan, you tell me, who did the shameless things, who intoxicated me, Who made me sleep with her niece, and now all of this, you blame my head."
Zhu Xianglan's forced retreat, of course, can't be refuted, but what she did for her, for her daughter, but what Su Qingdong did, she almost killed her daughter. For a short-lived ghost.
Thinking of this, she stood up straight again, crossed Su Qingdong, and stood before Yan Huan. At this time, no one could understand the resentment in those eyes.
"Why, you want to let her go, but she is your daughter's life-saving medicine, do you have to let your daughter die? That is the only bloodline of your Su family. If my infection is gone, so is your Su family. Follow the dead son."
Su Qingdong's eyebrows almost hurt her, suddenly, he sneered, really laughed at Zhu Xianglan's naivety, "You think you can bring her so smoothly, still so silent, I haven't found it until now Do you think what the Lu family is and what the Lei family is all of them are vegetarian?"
If it weren't for him to pull those tails off, he would have been found with a Zhu Xianglan.
Zhu Xianglan suddenly felt a sense of embarrassment, because she was seen through by this man, and it was impossible for her to know everything she did, Su Qingdong knew, or knew it early in the morning.
"Su Qingdong, you don't have to worry about my business," Zhu Xianglan bit his upper and lower teeth vigorously. "If you dare to say a word, I will die with you."
"You don't worry," Su Qingdong narrowed his eyes. For the first time, he began to feel that this wife who had been sleeping in the same bed for so long was so strange, and she seemed to know him even less.
"Ranran is also my daughter. If you want her to live, will you want her to die?"
"Don't say so nice?" Zhu Xianglan sneered. "If you really treat her as a daughter, you wouldn't treat that wild seed as a treasure. Now that's fine, it's my dyeing that gives you the end of your retirement, and It’s not that short-lived ghost that can be born, and can survive without seeing it."
Su Qingdong's face was black, and he stretched out his hand. His eyes were glaring for a few stops. When he thought of the young son, the little child he had hugged, his heart hurt. , But his son has not survived even one year old and is no longer there.
"You hit me," Zhu Xianglan put her face in, "hit, hit."
"Unreasonable," Su Qingdong finally stubbornly endured, and then turned around and left here, for a while he really couldn't help it, and slapped it on the woman's face.
But when he walked to the door, he heard a crackling sound, which was the sound of his hand sticking to the meat and rubbing hard.
"The things that are born and not raised by the mother, like your mother's bitch, deserve to be the life of early death," Zhu Xianglan slammed in the past again, and did not know that this was what he was saying.
Su Qingdong left here in a stride, Zhu Xianglan whoever she likes to fight, is not his daughter anyway.
Yan Huan's face was beaten twice, and these two slaps also numb her face, and even almost destroyed her spirit.
"You better not let me go out alive."
She opened her eyes. The hoarse voice of some capitals was dry and bleeding. She remembered Zhu Xianglan hard in her heart. If she went out, she would not let her go. She would let the Su family do all this. To pay the price, she wants to make Su's son dead, she wants her to be removed from the sea forever, she wants Su Xianglan to die better than life, she has to cut off the first skin of Su Muran's body, she wants Su People in the family returned her blood, her pain, and the separation of her flesh and blood.
"Can you still live?" Zhu Xianglan held out her hand and slapped Yan Huan insultingly on her swollen face. "Do you think I'm that stupid and will let you go out alive?"
"When you save my family from dyeing, you can rest assured," Zhu Xianglan extended his hand and patted Yan Huan's face. "I will send you to see your short-lived mother."
And after she finished speaking, her hands went up again, pinching and squeezing Yan Huan's body with uneasiness, her favorite thing was to see her painful way, like this was torturing Zeng Jin's woman, that The woman has always been pressed on her head, so that she has lived under her shadow all her life and can't lift her head.
However, I heard that the woman was dead, good death, good death, what about money, how good-looking it is, but it wasn’t her Zhu Xianglan who laughed to the end, and even her daughter Are better than the daughter born to that woman.
Bleeding the same blood.
That was born for her dyeing.