Yan Shiqi stared at Wen Zhiyuan for a moment, and when she saw her cowering behind Leng Yiyan, she sneered, "Miss Wen, do you need me to repeat to you what you did?"

The second aunt of the Wen family has been imprisoned, do you know? Five years ago, you begged her to help you get rid of Wen Cheng, do you remember?"

Her tone was very slow, her voice was very low, and the questions one by one smashed on Wen Zhiyuan's face, making her panic.

"I didn't, I didn't do it, she's framing me. ”

Wen Zhiyuan shook his head and retorted, and kept hiding behind Leng Yiyan.

Yan Shiqi looked at her pretentious appearance, with disdain in his eyes, and snorted contemptuously and coldly, "When you framed me in the Wen family, you weren't so cringe-induced.

What's the matter? In front of your brother Yan, are you planning to continue to disguise yourself as Little White Lotus, and then buy a murderer behind your back to get rid of the thorn in your eye?

Wen Zhiyuan, why did you regress? I thought you went on a trip to Malaysia, and coming back would impress me!"

It is undeniable that Yan Shiqi's words are very sharp.

She even wanted to completely anger Wen Zhiyuan and let her completely show her true form in front of Leng Yiyan.

In this way, won't he be blinded?!

It's a pity that she still miscalculated Leng Yiyan's determination to protect Wen Zhiyuan.

When Yan Shiqi was about to approach Wen Zhiyuan again, Leng Yiyan suddenly stepped forward, and her tall figure directly blocked her way.

His eyebrows were covered with gloom, and his tone was full of threats, "Yan Shiqi, you can stop in moderation!"

"Who are you talking to?"

"Who the are you talking about?"

"Xiao Yan, you are suitable!"

Three voices, respectively from Fourth Brother Qin, Second Brother Qiao, and Third Brother-in-law.

They spoke almost in unison, each with a deep, hoarse voice and a thick warning.

At this time, Qin Baiyu had already slowly gotten up, and Qiao Mu moved faster, he dropped his mobile phone and strode over, kicking Leng Yiyan's lower abdomen without saying a word.

Leng Yiyan was kicked and retreated uncontrollably.

Wen Zhiyuan, who was still hiding behind him, didn't expect this scene at all, and because of Leng Yiyan's inertial retreat, she exclaimed and was directly knocked to the ground, "Ahhh......hh

Qiao Muyou's cold gaze fell on Leng Yiyan's body as if it were substantial.

Seeing him kneeling on one knee with his lower abdomen covered, the corners of Qiao Mu's mouth hooked slightly, and Sen smiled coldly, "Since you can't talk well when you stand, let's talk on your knees." ”

The fourth didn't do anything, that's because there is still Leng Yichi here.

But where he Qiao Mu is, who dares to be disrespectful to the future housewife of the Qin family in Licheng?

What is the identity of the younger sibling?

The life of the fourth child, the fourth aunt of the little girl, the future peak artist of his company.

What kind of thing is he Leng Yiyan, a threat who dares to call him by his name!

Give him face!

Leng Yiyan couldn't get up for a long time after being kicked by Qiao Mu's cruel kick, and his back was already injured, so he could only sweat profusely and kneel on the ground at this time, breathing trembling in pain.

Seeing this, Yan Shiqi's angry expression calmed down a little.

In my heart, I felt a little relieved.

However, it is still difficult to let go!

In this world, anyone can defend Wen Zhiyuan, but Leng Yiyan cannot.

The love he once showed to Orange Orange was so deep, what is it in today's eyes?!

Everyone was silent with their own concerns, and Qin Baiyu had already stepped forward to protect Yan Shiqi in his arms.

His eyes were as deep as the abyss, his color was turbulent, but his tone was extremely calm: "If you say another word to her, I will cut off your tongue." ”

Suddenly—

"Brother Yan...... Belly, my belly...... It hurts!"