Chapter 811

Ning Wanyuan saw that yeziyan was beaten, but she couldn't move at all. She could only stare at him and beat and scold yeziyan.

This poisonous woman! Ning Wanyuan scolded secretly.

What's the ability to bully a child? Have the ability to toss my old bone!

But Isis couldn't hear what she was thinking, and after seeing Ning Wanyuan's angry eyes, she seemed to find something interesting.

She put her hand around yeziyan's neck and looked at Ning Wanyuan with a smile.

Sure enough, I saw Ning Wanyuan's distorted face.

"Hahaha, Ning Wanyuan, I thought you would be superior all your life. I didn't expect that there would be a soft rib one day!" Mrs. Isis loosened her hand and looked at Ning Wanyuan.

Ning Wanyuan stared at Mrs. Isis desperately. Unable to speak, she could only stare at her with her most ferocious eyes, but this performance did not make Isis feel afraid, but made her in a good mood.

"You should have seen what you look like now, like a dog struggling to escape from the cage!" Mrs. Isis smiled and looked at the night cigarette that had been crying.

She patted yeziyan on the cheek and said, "you are the dog's bone. I want to keep you well, and then... Let the dog watch his bone disappear with his own eyes!"

As soon as the voice fell, the plane landed.

Looking at the villa with the characteristics of L country, Ning Wanyuan knew where she was.

But she still didn't know why Mrs. Isis kidnapped herself and hated herself so much that she had never seen her name or face.

Isis ignored her and told his subordinates to send the two people to the prepared room. Then he pressed the remote control of the wheelchair and walked to the last room in the corridor.

The door was closed, and two strong men stood at the door. Their faces were grim, and they only moved after seeing Mrs. Isis.

"Here you are, madam." the man standing on the left bowed respectfully, and the man on the right bowed.

"Well, how is he today?" asked Mrs. Isis, looking at the strong man.

"It's almost the same these days. I haven't eaten or drunk since I came back from Longcheng." the bodyguard replied.

Mrs. Isis frowned, looked discontentedly at the two bodyguards and said, "won't you persuade me? I told you to take good care of him? You just look at him like this? If something happens, who can afford to take responsibility?"

The two bodyguards were dumb when asked. They were disgusted: the gold Lord is really too difficult to serve. He tortures others all day and wants others to eat well and be healthy. What's this wonderful hobby?

But even if they had more thoughts in their hearts, they wouldn't show them on their faces. They promised: "I'm sorry, madam, it's our dereliction of duty."

Of course, Isis knew it wasn't their fault, but she was so upset because she knew why.

How many years has she forgotten, ten years? Twenty years? Or 30 years?

She stayed with him for so many years and even put down her figure and self-esteem to wait for him, but he didn't give her a straight eye, forcing her to use those dirty means to control him.

But now, just once he went to the old place, he completely escaped his control again?

How willing she is!

She took a deep breath, depressed her anger, and then said to the bodyguard, "open the door."

The room was still dark.

Isis was used to such a dark light. She pushed her wheelchair forward, looked at the man sitting on the sofa with closed eyes and cold sweat on her forehead and said, "why, you think you can fight the things in your body by yourself?"

The man on the sofa didn't speak, and there seemed to be a few more white hairs on his head, but how could a man who hadn't looked in the mirror for decades care about this?

Looking at the man's still forbearing appearance, Mrs. Isis reached out and grabbed his already blue tendon raised hand, distressed and hated.

She loved his forbearance and strength, but hated his forbearance and strength.

Because she knows that it's not because of her, it's all for another woman.

"Don't struggle, you can't win it." that's what she bought to make him obedient.

But even if he was tortured by this thing for so many years, he didn't smooth out the strength in his temperament.

"Li Siyu, aren't you tired after so many years?" the man on the sofa took away his hand she held and said with hatred.

But although he had action, he still didn't open his eyes.

I don't know whether I don't want to see Isis or the room I'm in now.

"Don't call me lisiyu! She's dead! I'm Mrs. Isis now! No one dares to disrespect me, including you!" Isis's calm mood was completely broken by the man's "lisiyu".

This name is her taboo and something she never wants to recall, but this man likes to pierce her heart with this name most.

"You ask me if I'm tired? Aren't you tired? Yechen." Isis looked at the man affectionately and put his wrinkled hand on yechen's forehead with some coolness.

His forehead was full of cold sweat. Isis was going to lower his head to wipe the sweat for the man with his handkerchief, but he was suddenly grabbed by the man.

"Even if you change your name, you are still you. It has been so many years, can't you put it down? Even if you want to torture, you torture me alone is enough. Why do you arrest her?"

When he heard the sound, he looked up at Ye Chen.

He was looking at her with disgust, as if he had seen her many years ago.

His eyes suddenly became sour.

She kept him for so many years, still can't keep his heart?

Why is he so cruel?

The hand that was supposed to bend down to get the handkerchief stopped.

"Why should I arrest her? You said why should I arrest her? If it wasn't for her, would I be like this? Would you not look at me for so many years? Why should she live happily and have a perfect family, while I have been lonely all my life? Should I deserve to be like this?" she shouted reluctantly and questioned Ye Chen.

Ye Chen has survived the worst time at the moment and can now hold on to saying something.

He looked at Isis and said, "I said I did it. You know, why..."

It was another commonplace explanation. Isis had heard too much. She stopped the man's words and said, "if it weren't for her, you wouldn't do this. I know you. You must have been bewitched by her."