He looked at Song Ci with tears streaming down his face, crying so distressingly, and then listened to her accusations word for word. It didn't sound like she was lying at all, but she was really wronged, even more angry, and her face was dark and unclear.

Even if he really wants his wife, he can find a way to get her!

What's more, his wife is really wronged.

There was a hint of coldness in Huo Muchen's eyes, which was intimidating. He snorted and asked, "Father-in-law, what on earth is going on?"

"Xiao Ci, Xiao Ci..." Song Yuancheng stumbled as he spoke.

Song Ci stared at him steadily, stretched out his weak hands, and tugged on his trousers: "I don't blame dad, I fell down on my own. I didn't expect that I was in such poor health that I fell down just after being pushed.

Already."

Song Yuancheng frowned. She might as well shut up. Even her explanation would make Huo Muchen even more angry.

"You fell down after being pushed?" Huo Mu loosened his buttons and said in a hoarse voice, "Why don't my father-in-law help me perform?"

Song Yuancheng was so slapped in the face that his blood drained out of him, and he couldn't even form a single word.

He Meiping was so frightened that she didn't even dare to breathe. Her legs and feet were so weak that she could only rely on Song Yuancheng to stand firmly.

"Master Huo."

The housekeeper suddenly stood up: "The second lady was not pushed down, but she was pushed down by Mrs. He when she wanted to get back my wife's jewelry."

"Don't talk nonsense! The jewelry was originally given to me by Yuancheng, so it belongs to me!" He Meiping's heart shrank. She was afraid of Huo Muchen's terrifying pressure, but now, she could only push it as cleanly as possible.

"All of my wife's jewelry have symbols specially inlaid by Master Zhou. If Mr. Huo doesn't believe it, you can check it out," the housekeeper said righteously.

Huo Muchen glanced at the jewelry, then suddenly stretched out his hand to pull up Song Ci who was sitting on the floor, held her in his arms, and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips: "Xiao Ci wants to get back my mother-in-law's jewelry?"

When Song Ci pressed against the man's chest, he was hit on the tip of his nose.

She finally understood why Huo Muchen didn't help her just now. He was radiating coldness and was on the verge of rage. If she had been close to him just now, Song Ci felt that she didn't have enough clothes on her body and she would freeze sooner or later.

"Xiao Ci, eh?" he asked.

Song Ci was pulled back from his thoughts: "Yes, I want to get my mother's jewelry back."

She actually wanted to say that not only did she want the jewelry, but she also wanted the will left by Tang Shi.

But when the words reached his mouth, they were swallowed back.

She had no evidence and was not sure that she would come back. It was better not to cause trouble to Huo Muchen. He had black eyes.

The man looked at her for a long time and saw that her lips were pursed straight. Every time he faced her and suffered injustice without saying a word, he would think of killing someone.

"open to take a look."

He Meiping's breathing was tight. She didn't know that Tang Shi was still uneasy after death.

Bang, she suddenly knelt on the ground and cried: "Yuancheng, the jewelry belongs to Sister Tang."

Song Yuancheng's eyes were stunned and he growled: "You really took it away!"

"I just want to help Xiao Ci save money and give it to her when she gets married. I happened to pack it all today, but before I could, Xiao Ci misunderstood me and took away her mother's belongings."

He Meiping knew very well that Huo Muchen would find out sooner or later, and his anger might be even stronger by then!

She lowered her head and scratched her cheongsam back and forth with her nails.

"So it's really you who took it away!"

Song Yuancheng didn't think anything of it at first, but He Meiping mentioned that he wanted to use it, so he would use it.

Once he was held accountable, Song Yuancheng stood here, but saw He Meiping crying miserably and her eyes struggling.

After a long while, he turned around and sighed: "Xiao Ci, you have apologized. Please take all the jewelry back and forget about it."

Song Ci's face was stern: "Aunt He is still wearing my mother's cheongsam? I want to take it back too."

He Meiping was said to be heartbroken.

Song Ci didn't care, and looked at her with a smile, but his eyes were as cold as ice.

Before he could speak, Huo Muchen's order came to his ears.

"Didn't you hear what my wife said?"

The two bodyguards nodded and stepped forward.

One person grabbed He Meiping's arm, and the other person reached out and really took off her clothes.

"Huo Muchen, don't push people too hard. We are all a family, and it won't be good if we make things too ugly." A sense of humiliation poured from the top of his head. Song Yuancheng saw that Huo Muchen was deliberately looking for excuses to teach him a lesson.

!

"It's my father-in-law who did it so ugly! Xiaoci is my wife. I don't protect anyone. If anyone bullies her or touches her, I will pay back tenfold."

Huo Muchen hugged Song Ci, lowered his head and kissed her on the top of her head. His arms hugged her tighter and tighter, and he suddenly heard a cry of pain in his ears.

He lowered his eyes and fixed his gaze on the bruises on her arms. His forehead veins were bruised and he immediately picked her up, even more angry than before!

Song Ci saw the man's sharp and emotionless eyes, and he was gently stroking the wound on her arm. A feeling of astonishment and fear suddenly amplified infinitely. She did not expect that Huo Muchen would do it so neatly and without any trace of emotion.

Give the Song family face.

This state lasted for a few minutes. She suddenly came back to her senses and heard the man sneer in a low voice.

"A dog dares to bite its owner. Since my father-in-law won't do anything, I will teach you a lesson myself!"

Huo Muchen said word by word, every word was like a knife: "I am here today to tell everyone in the Song family clearly that Song Ci is my wife, and I will protect everything!

Who can move, who cannot move, and what price will be paid if they move!"

"Then what do you want?" Song Yuancheng's steps were frivolous.

He was still no match for Huo Muchen.

Huo Muchen gently stroked her injured arm and said in a sinister voice: "I said, pay back ten times!"

"you……"

"But my father-in-law is right, Xiao Ci is also a member of the Song family after all, so let's give him ten slaps!"

The understatement is like saying, how is the weather today?

The next second...

The bodyguard pushed He Meiping down to the ground after taking off her cheongsam. Another bodyguard roughly picked up He Meiping and twisted her arms. The arms were like iron pliers. He pinched He Meiping's chin, raised his palm, and swung it round again.

He fanned it hard.

The atmosphere in the entire corridor was solemn.

Only He Meiping's screams echoed.

Ten slaps, each slap is heavy and loud!

The bodyguard was also afraid that the slap would not be hard enough, so every slap used the strength of his entire arm and used unprecedented strength.

Bang, bang...

After it was over, He Meiping was lying on the ground wearing only sexy and thin pajamas, but her well-maintained face was red and swollen into pig's hooves, and her original appearance was beyond recognition. There were bloodshot holes along the gaps between her teeth, and she lay on the ground in a miserable state.

He didn't even have the strength to struggle, his body curled up and twitched twice, like maggots crawling on the ground, which was off-putting.

Song Yuancheng lowered his eyes and looked solemnly at He Meiping who was beaten into a pig's head. He could no longer see any sense of beauty. He suddenly felt that his face was burning with pain, as if those ten slaps had hit his face.

He Meiping was crying bitterly on the ground. Song Yuancheng frowned and raised his head again: "Is that enough?"
Chapter completed!