However, the reason why dreams are dreams is that they can never become reality.
The reason why the four bodyguards behind Gu Xuaner did not immediately go up to stop the two burly men was because they had already discovered the difference between them and the other party.
They are just ordinary bodyguards.
However, there was a strong aura of murderous intent on the other party.
That kind of solemnity is definitely not something that ordinary security personnel should be exposed to.
The four of them felt vaguely uneasy and fearful, but due to Gu Xuaner's order, they had no choice but to go ahead and snatch the person.
A moment later…
The two bodyguards brought by Xinluo were still standing.
The four bodyguards who Gu Xuan'er had high hopes for were lying on the ground, holding their heads and arms, groaning in pain.
All these changes took less than three minutes.
“No… Impossible… Impossible…” Gu Xuan’er was so frightened that her legs went limp and she stepped back, shaking her head.
She suddenly felt a clear sense of fear.
The memory of being captured by dozens of mercenaries was so real, so terrifying, and it seemed like it would happen again at any time.
Gu Xuan'er was so scared that she fell to the ground. Her legs seemed to have lost all feeling and she didn't even have the strength to stand up and run away.
Xinluo was too lazy to even give her a glance.
She walked straight forward and pinched the fake Tang Xinluo's chin.
The fake Tang Xinluo, that is, Wan Weiwei, was currently having her arms restrained by two sturdy men.
Her chin was lifted up by Xinluo, forcing her to look directly at Xinluo.
The pair of peach blossom eyes that were exactly the same as Xinluo's were startled for a moment when they met Xinluo's scrutiny, and then dimmed.
Two lines of tears instantly flowed from her eyes.
Wan Weiwei understood very well that it didn't matter if she was humiliated.
The more Yue Xinluo insults her, the more sympathetic other ordinary people who don't know the truth will be to her.
And the more people sympathize with her, the worse Xinluo's situation will become.
She, Wan Weiwei, went through untold hardships and endured bone-eroding pain to come back with a changed face, just to make Yue Xinluo fall into an irretrievable situation.
She is not afraid, she is not afraid at all!
Wan Weiwei's pair of thoughtful peach blossom eyes were clearly shedding tears, but a sinister and resentful light flashed in her eyes.
Xinluo naturally did not miss the hatred in Wan Weiwei's eyes.
She smiled nonchalantly, then tore out the thing stuffed in Wan Weiwei's mouth.
Wan Weiwei was about to curse, but Xinluo grabbed her jaw.
"Hmm... Hmm..."
I can’t say anything!
Passersby had long been fed up with Xinluo's behavior, and seeing that the poor mother of 'Tang Xinluo' was bullied to such an extent by the mistress, someone finally couldn't help it.
"Hey, let her go... She has already lost her husband and son to you, and now you are forcing her to kowtow and admit her fault. Give her a chance, stop making things difficult for her, and let her go!"
In the crowd, an older sister stood up and accused Xinluo.
Xinluo was criticized but she was not angry. She still pinched Wan Weiwei's jaw with her right hand to prevent her from speaking.
But his eyes turned to the older sister, who showed her beautiful and delicate face to the camera of passers-by.
"Big sister, which eye of yours saw me making things difficult for her?" Xinluo's voice was soft and gentle, and she didn't show any anger even when being accused.
The soft and pleasant voice makes people feel very favorable.
The older sister was slightly stunned, obviously not expecting Xinluo's attitude to be so good.
She straightened her face and pointed at the embarrassed Wan Weiwei, "You just asked her to kneel down and kowtow to you. The floors of the mall are all marble. Look at her forehead, it's bleeding!"
The eldest sister didn't mean to cause trouble, she just couldn't stand seeing her weak mother being bullied.
She spoke with righteous indignation, with a righteous look on her face.
It's like saying, even if you let your people beat me, I will still stand up and uphold justice.
However, before Xinluo could say anything, a crisp voice came from the side.
A mixed-race little boy with a delicate and beautiful appearance said softly: "But, from beginning to end, my mommy never asked this aunt to kneel down and kowtow..."
Continue (To be continued)