Aunt Zhen stepped forward and said, "Sir, guess what I found in Jun He?"
Finish saying, a lift Xiao Jun He T-shirt hem, waist has a few very small pinhole: "you see what this is?"
Wenqiao looked aside at her: "is it the eye of a needle?"
"Yes, it's the eye of the needle. This aunt Qin has ulterior motives. She pricks the child with a needle. Mr. Xiao, you Who on earth are you inviting? Can he not be afraid of her treating young master like this
Wenqiao took Xiao JUNHE's shoulder: "you tell my sister, is it really aunt Qin who stabbed you?"
Xiao Jun he was a little frightened. He shuddered and nodded: "yes It's aunt Qin. "
Aunt Zhen was very proud. If the boy didn't follow her words, his uncle would be severely beaten. After so many years, he was used to it and didn't dare to listen to her.
Wenqiao raised his hand: "aunt Qin, why do you take you upstairs first?"
Aunt Zhen frowned: "this child is afraid of that woman, you still let that woman take him upstairs, Miss Wen, what is your heart?"
Wenqiao: "aunt Qin, take him upstairs first."
Xiao Jun didn't resist aunt Qin, so she followed her upstairs.
Wenqiao sat on the sofa, his long legs overlapping: "you said that the needle eye was made by Aunt Qin. Is there any evidence?"
Aunt Zhen snorted: "aunt Qin takes care of the young master closely. Who can it be
"Yesterday aunt Qin went to the supermarket to do some shopping. She went out for three hours. How could it be that Aunt Zhen did it?"
In fact, Xiao Liangyan doesn't care too much. It's just a little pinprick. Whatever, aunt Zhen or aunt Qin, it doesn't matter who takes care of him.
"Me? How can I treat you like this? I've been taking care of him for so many years, and I've always treated him as my own. "
Wenqiao raised eyebrows: "you dare to speak up."
Said, take out a mobile phone: "Mr. Xiao, I'll show you a proof."
Aunt Jane was a little flustered. What evidence? How can there be evidence? When she pricked Xiao JUNHE with a needle, she purposely locked the door. Even if the boy was beaten by her, he did not dare to cry and cry. No one outside could know.
Wenqiao turned on the mobile phone and used the projection. The light in the room was dim. The screen of the mobile phone was projected on the white wall. You can see that Aunt Zhen grabbed Xiao JUNHE's hair.
Even though Wenqiao had seen it, he still felt suffocated when he saw that the boy did not dare to shout and submit. He had been living such a miserable life for more than ten years.
How could he have been left in the hands of his parents for a few decades after his illness got better?
Then, I saw aunt Zhen stabbing his waist a few times. Why could Xiao Jun not help begging for mercy: "aunt Zhen, I was wrong, I was wrong."
Aunt Jane hit him on the head several times again. The child did not dare to resist. He lay down on the ground, holding his head in both hands.
Even if Xiao Liangyan had no feelings for him, he was his own son after all. If he was beaten and kicked by a servant, he would still be angry: "how dare you hit him?"
Aunt Zhen is flustered. How can there be a video?
Wenqiao whispered, she just set up a game. When she went to Edinburgh and found Xiao JUNHE's face with palm print and bruise on his stomach, she suspected that someone was using violence for a long time.