Ma Churong once again found a reason for being high-sounding and reminded everyone in the hall that she was unwilling to move. But if Lin Xi'an didn't beat him, she would not be able to teach her a lesson.

Therefore, she had no choice but to take on the great responsibility and be this evil person for the sake of the Yuan family.

The butler was about to stop him, but his hands were empty and the whip had already reached Ma Churong's hands. He stared at his light bulb eyes and felt the cruelty of the eldest lady beside him.

If it was him who executed it, he would have thought that Yuan Jincheng was treating others well on weekdays and that the force on his hands would definitely be lighter. If the person who was executed was replaced by the eldest wife, with the hatred between them, Lin Xi'an's life...

Ma Churong raised her whip high like a bloodthirsty, waved her hard, and hit the floor. The extremely crisp sound echoed in the huge hall, making people feel cold on their backs.

She just tried the strength of the whip. After trying it, she slowly walked towards Lin Xi'an, with a hint of anger in her eyes.

This time, Ma Churong used all her strength. When she waved the whip, the whip brought a gust of wind.

She snorted softly, seeing how this little hoof lost his life and ruined his face, how could it pose a threat to her in the future!

Ma Churong gritted her teeth, her face filled with uncontrollable excitement. She no longer hesitated and fell with a whip.

Unexpectedly, no sound of a whip hitting a person was heard.

Before Ma Churong could react to what had happened, a crisp figure had appeared in front of her, and her eyes went dark. The man blocked her vision and held the whip firmly in his hand.

Ma Churong saw that the person she wanted to beat was about to get angry. When she saw clearly who the person was in front of her, her momentum immediately weakened by three points and said angrily: "Jin Cheng"

Yuan Jincheng stood in front of him, his deep and bottomless eyes were covered with storms.

Ma Churong shrank her neck and swallowed involuntarily.

She waved the whip very quickly, but she didn't expect that this man's reaction was faster than the whip. When the whip was about to hit Lin Xi'an, the little bitch, he actually stopped her and caught the whip at a very fast speed.

Ma Churong grabbed the other end of the whip tightly and had a great confrontation with Yuan Jincheng.

"Jin Cheng, what do you mean?"

Ma Churong mentioned the agreement just now again, and Lin Xi'an should continue to accept punishment if she spoke out. She was just fulfilling the promise between the two and there was nothing wrong with her.

"She is my Yuan Jincheng's wife. Even if she is wrong, a punishment is enough."

Yuan Jincheng spoke in an unrefutable tone, and his cold eyes slowly glanced at everyone present, with his thin lips slightly opened.

"Although I am not the official heir of the Yuan family, I still have the ability to protect my wife."

After saying that, Yuan Jincheng put down the whip in his hand, leaned over and picked up Lin Xi'an who had fainted on the ground, and walked upstairs regardless of it.

Everyone present knew that Yuan Jincheng was really angry this time.

When everyone saw Ma Churong who was left alone in the center of the living room, they sighed helplessly. Lin Xi'an was not someone they could afford.

"Forget it, it's not too early, hurry up and go back and rest."

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone walked towards their room, and no one dared to continue to stay.

After everyone left, Ma Churong was still in horror. What could not be seen in her mind was the situation when Yuan Jincheng left.

He curled his lips indifferently, as if he was in the Hell Shura who killed people without blood, was full of murderous aura and anger, but he just said these words in a relaxed and wanton tone, which made people feel even more uneasy.

She was afraid that Lin Xi'an would not be able to torture this time, and based on Yuan Jincheng's degree of protection of his wife, she still didn't know how to make things difficult for her and her son in the future.

Yuan Jincheng's ruthless means were never imagined by her, a woman.

This man either keeps silent and kills people invisibly, or tortures life worse than death.

Yuan Jincheng had been away for a long time, and Ma Churong, who was standing there, could still feel Yuan Jincheng's murderous aura in various battles. Her whole face turned pale and even her body began to tremble.

...

In the European-style room, the color of black and white was originally black and white, which looked very regular and single. Since Lin Xi'an moved in, she thought the room was too depressing and made a lot of gadgets to dress up.

Yuan Jincheng hugged Lin Xi'an and stepped into her room, he suddenly realized that the whole room was different from the previous one.

There were pink pillows she had personally selected on the sofa, and small objects she woven on the table. The whole room showed the warmth that women should have in the room.

He raised the corner of his mouth and put the woman in his arms into the soft quilt. Lin Xi'an dripped the quilt and pillow, and immediately found the most comfortable sleeping position in his sleep and nested in the quilt.

Yuan Jincheng sat by the bed with his eyes staggered.

The woman's sleeping face was particularly quiet when she fell asleep. Her curly eyelashes cast a fan-shaped shadow on her eyelids, as if she had a nightmare. Her eyelashes were shaking like butterfly wings that were about to spread her wings, which made people's hearts stir.

This woman seems to have many faces. She is usually careless, noisy and quarrel, but once she faces her seriously ill younger brother, she is very gentle.

Today, she suffered such a great grievance. Each of the ten silver needles was stabbed in her fingertips. She gritted her teeth and held on until the end.

Yuan Jincheng has not come into contact with many women, but he also knows that if another woman is still willing to be in his arms and ask him for protection today.

But this woman didn't.

Even though she was almost fainting from pain, she didn't look at him, but just gritted her teeth and accepted all the punishments.

He couldn't help but reach out and gently touched her eyelashes with slender fingers. Tears were stained on her eyelashes.

"It's not that annoying, it seems a little fun."

Yuan Jincheng threw down a sentence, made a phased evaluation of the woman, and walked out of the room.

After a while, a family doctor came in with a medicine box and carefully treated the wound on his fingertips.

The next day.

Lin Xi'an slept peacefully. In her dream, she seemed to hear someone comforting her softly. The sound was like a gurgling spring water, gradually soaking her whole body, comfortable and comfortable.

The golden sunlight jumped over the windowsill, and a mischievous beam of light was projected onto the large size bed, projecting onto Lin Xi'an's sweet sleeping face.

She slept soundly, her round and cute toes curled up slightly, exposed outside the quilt.

Lin Xi'an mumbled, slowly opened his eyes, supported himself as if he was boneless, covered his hand on his mouth, and yawned, and his whole body seemed particularly careless.

In a trance, she saw her fingers and her face immediately changed: "What the hell is this?"

All ten fingers were wrapped in thick white gauze. Each finger was as round and large as a cicada pupa, and could move, but was very clumsy.

She shouldn't be so seriously injured, right?

I don’t know how the Yuan family’s family doctor did things. After their trouble, she seemed to be a level 10 disabled person.

"She, do you care about mommy? Why did you appear in mommy's room early in the morning?"

Lin Xi'an no longer complained about the hateful doctors. When she turned her head, she saw her little bun sitting aside, holding a book in her hand, and watching it seriously.

A little guy who is so young, the books in his arms are thick and heavy. Lin Xi'an even suspected that Xiao Baozi's face is not as big as books.

Yuan Ruicun's face showed a moment of twist, and then he returned to normal. The little guy raised his head and responded immediately: "You have a book I want to read in your room, so I came here to get it. Who would want to care about you?"

Lin Xi'an said oh, a big smile appeared on his face, and he looked at him happily: "Okay, you don't care but you keep guarding me here, I'm very moved."

Yuan Ruicun had never seen such a powerful person. He closed the book and walked to the window. Suddenly, he had a stern face and asked seriously: "How do you feel?"

At this time, the little bun really looked like a little adult, especially the frowning look that looked very much like Yuan Jincheng.

In a trance, Lin Xi'an was on the body for a second, staring at the front with wide eyes and staring blankly, stretching out his clumsy cicada pupa fingers, and shouting: "Erkang! Erkang Where are you? Why can't I see anything? Erkang!"

Yuan Ruicun took a step away from her in disgust, but the corner of her mouth was mentioned inadvertently, as if she was stronger than she thought.

"It seems that the big grandma's criminal law is not powerful enough, but you recover so well in one night, and you can even become a drama actor."

When Lin Xi'an heard Ma Churong's name, he snorted disdainfully, raised his chin high, and felt a hint of provocation.

"Don't mention that woman to me. I heard her name as soon as I woke up. It's disgusting! If I cry, she doesn't know how to gloat."

"But I still want to cruelly tell you a fact."

Yuan Ruicun then continued to say something after her words. He suddenly remembered this matter and his expression suddenly became solemn.

"So what's wrong?"

Lin Xi'an looked confused when she saw the little bun, pinching her flesh fist and placing it flat on both sides of her small body. She wanted to turn into a wolf and rub the little bun enough for her to make it.

It's simply too cute.

Sometimes she wondered how Yuan Jincheng gave birth to such a cute son with his ten thousand-year-old iceberg and cold face.

Maybe Xiao Baozi's biological mother is a very cute person. Otherwise, based on Yuan Jincheng's genes, the children born will definitely be very serious, and they are particularly boring.

Yuan Ruicun looked at her worriedly, turned around, and then began to explain the whole story of the incident, a trace of worry flashed across his eyes.

"Grandma said that your agreement with her has not ended yet. When you wake up, you will continue to be punished. I feel pitiful for you."

"What's the matter?" Lin Xi'an almost jumped out of the bed when he heard this: "She still felt that the punishment was not enough? When I wake up, I will continue to torture me?"

Her fingers touched the cabinet at the bedside, and a pain spread from her fingertips to her brain. Lin Xi'an took a breath of cold air and couldn't help but breathe and exhale her fingers.
Chapter completed!