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Chapter 1,692 Huang Ling rips Zhuang Chaoying apart with her hands(2/2)

"Song Ying, what's going on? Tell me quickly."
Huang Ling was almost dying of panic, but Song Ying didn't waste any time and directly told Huang Ling everything that Zhuang Xiaoting told her last night.
After hearing the whole story, Huang Ling's face became extremely ugly, and her tears couldn't stop flowing down.
At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a neatly dressed Zhou Chen walked in.
"mom."
Huang Ling excitedly pulled Zhou Chen into her arms, her voice choked with sobs.
"It's all mom's fault. Mom shouldn't have left you there. Mom should have brought you back. It's all mom's fault."
In fact, she was a little worried yesterday, but Zhuang Chaoying assured her that it was fine, and she did have to go to work, so she didn't think too much about it.
But she never expected that something like this would happen during the night shift, causing her child to suffer so much injustice. She regretted it just thinking about it.
Zhou Chen gently patted Huang Ling's back and said, "Mom, I'm fine, I didn't suffer any loss."
Of course Huang Ling wouldn't believe it. When she thought that Zhou Chen would rather carry his sister on his back and walk dozens of miles at night to get home, he must have been greatly wronged.
A night road of dozens of miles, two children under ten years old, what if an accident happens on this road?
Thinking of this, she became even more angry. The child had been forced into this situation, and Zhuang Chaoying actually came back to beat the child. Is he still a human being?
She couldn't restrain her desire to kill and gently let go of Zhou Chen.
"Tuxi, you are watching your sister at Aunt Song's house."
Then she said to Song Ying and Lin Wufeng: "Song Ying, Lin Gong, thank you so much for last night."
"Sister Ling, you are out of touch when you say this. We are neighbors. Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, so we should help each other. Besides, we also like Tuxi and Xiaoting very much."
"Yes, Song Ying is right, Sister Ling, this is what we should do."
Huang Ling forced out a smile: "Song Ying, Lin Gong, I'll trouble you for a while and help me keep an eye on Tuxi and Xiaoting. I'll go back."
Lin Wufeng and Song Ying both knew exactly what she was going to do when she went back. Song Ying didn't say anything, but Lin Wufeng couldn't help but persuade her.
"Sister Ling, Teacher Zhuang, he is actually..."
He wanted to persuade me, but he really didn’t know how to do so.
Huang Ling just smiled, then stood up, walked out of Song Ying's house, returned to her own house, and closed both doors.
Seeing that Zhuang Chaoying was still sleeping soundly, and thinking about what Song Ying had just told her, she became angry and kicked Zhuang Chaoying hard, using a lot of force.
The drunk Zhuang Chaoying had slept for several hours, but Huang Ling kicked him awake. He suddenly opened his eyes, rubbed his head, and struggled to sit up.
When I looked up, I saw Huang Ling with an angry face.
"A Ling, are you off work?" Zhuang Chaoying, who had not yet figured out the situation, asked Huang Ling.
Huang Ling glared at him fiercely and asked loudly: "Zhuang Chaoying, are you still a human? It's enough for your family to bully me. Now you're even bullying your own grandchildren. It's okay for you not to help your own children, but you still do."
When your family bullies their own children, are you worthy of being a father? You are simply not a human being."
Speaking of what she hated, she grabbed the plate on the table and smashed it at Zhuang Chaoying.
Zhuang Chaoying was still dazed and didn't react at all. The plate hit his head hard. The severe pain made him wake up instantly. When he touched his head with his hand, he found that it was bleeding.
Looking at the blood on her hands, Zhuang Chaoying was also angry: "Huang Ling, you are sick. Why are you so crazy so early in the morning?"
Chapter completed!
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