"Presumptuous!" Mrs. Murong slapped her and sneered, "Am I my wife or are you my wife? I need you to teach me what I do?"
"I pulled this bitch out just to let the two mothers and sons see each other how miserable and humiliated they are. They will naturally send him back before the master comes back. What do you have to worry about?"
"Xiaohuan, take the three of them out to me, guard the door, and don't let anyone in. If the master comes, remember to notify me!"
The servant girl who followed Mrs. Murong quickly responded, and drove the three guards out with a cold face.
Mrs. Murong looked at the woman prostrate on the ground like a dog, but she laughed loudly: "Gu Youlan, you bitch, when you were high above the ground, did you ever think that you have today? Have you ever thought that your son has today?"
"When I tortured you before, didn't you care? Didn't you disdain to look at me? Now I want to see if you can still be so calm when I tortured your son. "
After finishing speaking, she took a whip that was soaked in salt water, and lashed at Gu Youlan's body, trying to wake her up first.
However, just as she raised her whip to mid-air, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by a palm like iron pincers.
"Who dares to stop me!!" Mrs. Murong yelled angrily and turned her head to look.
When she saw the face of the person behind her, a shocked expression suddenly appeared on her face, and she let out a short scream uncontrollably: "You... how could you..."
Gu Liufeng's face was reflected under the charcoal fire, the gorgeous facial features and bright red scars made Mrs. Murong's eyes ache.
Mrs. Murong looked at "Gu Liufeng" on the torture rack, then at the one in front of her, and said tremblingly, "You... who are you?"
"Who am I?" Gu Liufeng's mouth curled into a cold sneer, and he said quietly, "Madam is such a noble person who forgets things, just now you kept calling me a bitch, now you don't recognize me in a blink of an eye?"
Mrs. Murong staggered, her body fell backwards, and hit "Gu Liufeng" on the torture rack behind her heavily.
The man made a painful sound, and at this moment, the sound stopped in Mrs. Murong's mouth, but she felt so familiar, and it made her heart shattered.
"You... You said you were Gu Liufeng. Then, who is he?!"
He Xi slowly came out from the shadow, and stood beside Gu Liufeng, the purple vine in his hand flew out and landed on Murong Linfeng's face.
After the purple vines were wiped off, Murong Linfeng's face and body quickly returned to their original shape.
Although that face had been completely ruined by Mrs. Murong, there was a conspicuous brown birthmark on his left chest.
This is the unique birthmark of her son Murong Linfeng.
"Ahhh!" Mrs. Murong let out a heart-piercing scream, and kept backing away, as if the person on the torture rack was a ghost, "No! Impossible! It can't be Linfeng, it can't be me Son... You lied to me! You bitch lied to me!"
The person she tortured so hard just now, the person she hated to death, was not that bastard Murong Liufeng, but her beloved son? ! !
This terrifying fact made Mrs. Murong tremble all over, almost going crazy.
Her eyes protruded, and she roared hysterically and rushed towards Gu Liufeng, trying to fight him desperately.
However, she was only at the foundation building stage, so how could she compete with Gu Liufeng? She was just waved and fell to the ground, her hair was messed up, and she was in a mess.