I have done so many bad things to her and said so many hurtful words to her. Now I still want to be with her. It's really
Ding Ling -
the phone rings, and the screen shows [wife]. Ye Mingchen immediately connects. What he hears is not the clear and gentle voice in his memory, but a hoarse female voice full of complacency: "you are ye Mingchen, aren't you?"
"Who are you?"
"I'm the little white face your wife is looking for The female voice coughed twice and continued: "your wife sleeps, my son doesn't give money, you are a family, does this money have to you to give?"
Ye Mingchen's face suddenly darkened: "where is Bai youyou?"
"If you give me the money, I will send her back to you safely, otherwise..."
The woman didn't care about the dangerous breath in ye Mingchen's words. She snorted two times and didn't know what to do. Two short and painful cries came from the other end of the phone. Even if it was less than a second, ye Mingchen also recognized that it was Bai youyou's voice.
He stood up abruptly: "where are you and how much do you want?"
Standing at the door of the office, Lin Qiao couldn't speak. He had been with ye Mingchen for so many years. For the first time, he saw ye Mingchen's frightening expression. It was like the Shura from hell, which made people shiver.
"Two million, my patience is limited, call my card in half an hour, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"
Then hang up.
Ye Mingchen looked at the mobile phone and looked at Lin Qiao standing at the door. He said in a deep voice: "immediately find someone to check the location of Bai youyou's mobile phone."
Lin Qiao is also aware of the seriousness of the matter, busy put down the document in hand, said good, began to call contact.
In the village in the capital city, in a humble house, Bai youyou is covered with blood. His eyes are covered with blood, and everything in front of him is covered with a layer of red fog.
She heard Li Qi call ye Mingchen and heard their conversation. She wanted to get up from the ground, but she had no strength. She could only lie on the cold floor.
Li Qi hums and laughs at her and looks at Bai youyou from a commanding position: "it seems that your husband really loves you. You are all covered with a small white face, and he is willing to send you money. Really, how can a whore like you be liked by others? "
She said that she came over and raised her feet to kick Bai youyou.
Bai youyou has difficulty breathing, not to mention much. He is dizzy and wants to faint directly.
Li Qi is just a psychopath. Since Bai youyou entered the house, she has been talking to herself. First, she said that Bai youyou had taken care of her son. Now, she directly said that Bai youyou had gone to bed with her son.
I don't know where it came from.
But Yan Wu never said a word, as if Bai youyou was beaten because he didn't come here and was hurt.
Bai youyou forces herself to be awake. She closes her eyes. The pain in her mind doesn't come. She hears a cold, hoarse voice.
"That's enough."
Li Qi stopped action, raised his eyes to see Yan Wu: "when can you this boy also manage me?"
The gas flame in her eyes seemed to be touched by a very angry point, and walked to Yan Wu in two or three steps. Even if the boy in front of her had been a head higher than her, she did not care.
A kick to the boy's thin legs, Li Qi scolded: "when is it your turn to take care of me? Ah? Do you want me to cut off your mouth
Scold again, the foot mercilessly kicks, Yan fog looks like a puppet person, stands motionless.