Wen Qiao's face was gloomy and he could hardly suppress his rage.
With a bang, the door was kicked open. The man never expected that Wen Qiao would find him so quickly. He had planned to torture the little boy all night and leave tomorrow morning.
But she didn't expect that she would find him in the middle of the night.
When Wen Qiao saw Jun He curled up on the ground after being beaten, his heart ached.
She was filled with anger, and she walked quickly forward, grabbed the man's hair, and slammed his head against the wall.
The bodyguards looked at Fu Nanli worriedly. Fu Nanli gently raised his hand and said, "Let her vent."
Wen Qiao hit the man hard. The man who was ferocious just now was so cowardly that he wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy: "Mercy, mercy!"
Wen Qiao let go of the man's head. She wanted to continue punishing him, but she was worried that seeing such a violent and bloody scene would cause a psychological burden to Jun He.
She turned around and walked to Jun He, who was so scared that he threw himself into her arms: "Sister, sister..."
Wen Qiao patted his head gently: "It's okay, it's okay, my sister is here."
Holding his face gently, I saw bruises all over his little face, blood at the corners of his mouth and on his forehead. It was a horrible sight.
Wen Qiao wanted to beat to death the man who abused Jun He, but at the moment, the most important thing was to examine Jun He's body.
"Take all three of them away."
Fu Nanli said coldly: "Take him to my place first."
Wen Qiao wanted to hug Xiao Junhe, but Fu Nanli pulled her back and said, "Let them take him down."
Wen Qiao shook his head: "He depends on me."
What's more, at this time, the child's eyes were full of fear and he dared not trust others.
Fu Nanli could only watch with a gloomy face as her Qiao'er carried a boy who was almost as tall as her down the stairs, and he could only follow behind, looking at the boy with envy.
On the way back home, Su Yun was almost scared to death when she saw Jun Heshi covered in scars.
Wen Qiao checked him and confirmed that his internal organs were not damaged and that they were just superficial injuries. She breathed a sigh of relief and cleaned his wounds with clean water and applied medicine.
In the end, Su Yun stayed by his side, wiping away tears with heartache: "It's my fault for not taking good care of you."
Xiao Junhe pulled her hand and said, "Don't cry, Auntie, don't cry. It's my fault."
Wen Qiao stood by the bed and patted her mother's shoulder: "Mom, you have to stay with him tonight. He is emotionally unstable and easily frightened."
"I know."
Wen Qiaoze and Fu Nanli went to Fu Nanli's residence. The three grown men were tied up by Qin Bei and were sitting paralyzed on the side.
Fu Nanli waved his hand: "You two stay outside the door, in case there's a bloody scene and you can't stand it."
Qin Bei: …
Song An: …
The young master thinks they are innocent little white rabbits? Is there any bloody scene that they cannot watch
Forget it, let’s just listen to the young master.
Wen Qiao sat on the sofa, playing with a Swiss Army knife in his hand, with a gloomy aura looming on his body: "I don't like to use violence. I'll give you a chance. Tell me who ordered you to do this."
The three men looked at each other, not daring to speak.
"one two three… "
With a whoosh, the Swiss Army knife flew like a dart and nailed into the wall above the head of the leading kidnapper.
Xu Jun was so scared that he nearly wet his pants. The woman's eyes were fierce and murderous, she was reckless and cruel. He had been in the business for so many years, doing things for money and had always had a good reputation, so he had never been afraid of anyone.
(End of this chapter)