Madam, She’s Abusing Scum Again

In the bleak autumn afternoon, the villa of the Xiao Family Palace was lifeless.

The personal doctor came out of the villa with a heavy medicine box in his hand.

The housekeeper exchanged a few words with the doctor and respectfully watched the doctor leave the room before returning to the villa.

In the empty and huge villa, Xiao Mo was lying in the room, covered with gauze and bandages everywhere.

His consciousness is still a little confused, and the whole person is in a state of dissociation.

At this moment the housekeeper walked in, holding a cell phone that had just been repaired.

"Qiye, the phone is repaired." The butler put the phone on the table carefully.

Xiao Mo coldly ordered, "Go out."

The housekeeper departed respectfully, not daring to stay too long to hinder his eyes.

After closing the door, Xiao Moqiang endured the pain from his body and sat upright, leaning his back on the pillow.

The wind roared past, and the branches were torn apart by the wind.

Xiao Mo squinted at the phone next to him, and was silent for a long time.

When he got the phone that day, he wanted to check the contents of the phone as soon as possible.

But by coincidence, the phone crashed at that time, and he was so badly injured that he was staggering while walking, and the phone accidentally fell into the ditch.

After waiting for a whole day, he took the phone back again, but now he doesn't seem to have the courage to look at it.

That kind of unknown fear was eating into his heart bit by bit.

He eagerly wanted to know what was happening to Wen Zimei now.

But he was extremely afraid that she would be in danger.

After struggling inwardly for a long time, Xiao Mo still chose to pick up the cold cell phone.

Click to open the album, the blank interface has only one video, which is very conspicuous.

The video is half an hour long.

Xiao Mo had a bad hunch, he hesitated looking at Wen Zi's vague, unfamiliar face.

Curiosity, fear, anxiety, contradiction.

Xiao Mo felt that he was going to be schizophrenic, but if he hadn't watched, he wouldn't know where Wen Zimei was going, let alone see her again.

Finally, he presses the play button.

In the video, she saw Wen Ziyi being pressed to the bed, struggling desperately.

She kept explaining that she did not have a relationship with Mu Nanfeng, and wanted to escape the claws that stretched towards her madly.

However, no one wants to listen to her explanation.

The man still climbed up her body ruthlessly, galloping on the battlefield, unscrupulously.

Xiao Mo couldn't believe the scene in front of him. The girl he had loved for more than ten years was actually tortured by this inhumanity.

Until he saw the blood stain on the bed sheet, Xiao Mo fell completely into disintegration, his eye sockets were unknowingly wet, and tears fell on the screen.

Wen Zimei was ruined by others.

He held it in his palm as a baby girl, and he couldn't bear to let her hurt the girl a little bit, so she was ruined by others.

In the video, Xu Yan's voice is clear.

Xiao Mo was stunned, and his brain fell into a state of crashing.

Xu Yan did it!

Xu Yan actually did it!

The torture was still not over, Xiao Mo clearly heard Xu Yan say "continue".

Then there was a new opening.

Time and time again, different people, different postures, but the same torture.

The first time Wen Zimei was innocent, he was turned around by a group of people.

Seeing her trembling body and gradually pale cheeks, Xiao Mo's heart was cut like a knife.

Even though Xiao Mo didn't want to see this scene, he still insisted on seeing the end.

He didn't get the answer until he saw a group of people rushing in and taking Wen Zimei away. He put the phone in his heart, and Xiao Mo hung his head in grief.

He was in tears and whispered in a low voice: "Zi...Zi..."

"I'm sorry for you, I blame me, I can't protect you."

"Zi, you come back to me, Mu Nanfeng is not worth it at all, it is not worth it."

Xiao Mo was like a child who broke his most beloved toy and was crying bitterly while holding the toy.

Heart-piercing, disregarding the image, men's tears are also surging.

What's more, Xiao Mo was already heartbroken to the extreme.

I don't know how long Xiao Mo had been crying, and Xiao Mo gradually calmed down.

He felt his heart was hollowed out.

If he can, he really hopes that the pain imposed on Wen Zimei can be transferred to him.

Wen Zimei was already suffering from leukemia, and such torture is likely to kill her.

Xiao Mo can only pray that she is still alive now.

Called the housekeeper, Xiao Mo took the photo of Wen Ziyi's man in the screenshot video, sent it to the housekeeper, and coldly ordered: "Go and check who this person is. Be sure to bring Ziyi back to me."

"Miss Wen? She... she is not..."

The housekeeper was confused for a while, wondering if Xiao Mo was sick and confused.

"Zimei is not dead." Xiao Mo checked a picture of Wen Zimei working at Chenxing from the Internet and sent it to the housekeeper.

When the butler received the photo, he felt excited, looked at the strange face, and looked at it for a long time.

He soon realized that Wen Zimei had a facelift.

Seeing him stunned, Xiao Mo's icy gaze pierced him, "Don't hurry up."

The butler recovered, "I'll check it now."

The next step is endless waiting.

One day, two days, three days...

Xiao Mo didn't think about tea and food every day, and couldn't sleep day and night, just waiting for news from Wen Ziwei.

But how could he easily find someone that Yanxi couldn't find.

After waiting for several days, there was no news.

Xiao Mo was like a lonely wild ghost, floating around at home every day.

Except for the doctor to see him regularly every day, he has nothing to do with him.

After waiting for a full week, he couldn't even find a finger of Wen Ziwei.

Xiao Mo's gas exploded, and Xiao Mo finally couldn't bear it that night. He was crazy holding the key and wanted to drive around the world to find someone by himself.

But he still has serious injuries on his body, so his willfulness will only aggravate his injuries, and he might be dead by then.

The housekeeper took it forward to stop him, but Xiao Mo made a big fire and punched the housekeeper.

He has been depressed in the past few days, and he will be crazy if he doesn't see Wen Zimei again.

Others also followed forward and tried to persuade Xiao Mo to take care of his health.

However, Xiao Mo was as angry as he took a gun and medicine.

All kinds of beating, kicking, smashing things, and constantly calling these people idiots and rubbish.

The housekeeper and the servants dared not speak, so he could only be beaten and scolded.

Just thinking that maybe let him vent.

This is the second time they have seen Xiao Mo have such a temper.

And this first time, it was the time when Wen Zimei died.

All Xiao Mo's emotions are only closely related to Wen Ziyi, everyone knows that she is the girl he loves most.

The magnificent palace villas were instantly messed up.

Xiao Mo yelled, "What is the use of raising you? I can't even find out personally. It's just a bunch of rubbish."

"The imperial capital is so big, is it so difficult for you to find someone?"

"I have a dog that is more useful than you."

After scolding for a long time, he found that everyone was bowing their heads and did not dare to breathe. Xiao Mo was even more angry.

"Are you dumb?"

"I can't find anyone tomorrow, you all get out of here."

Xiao Mo's eyes were full of disgust, and the murderous aura on his body had been soaring.

In the end, the older butler plucked up the courage to respond, "Qiye, calm down your anger, we have done our best to investigate."

Xiao Mo began to provoke him, "Is it useful to try my best? I want to meet people, where about people? Have you found them?"

The person at the top always only cares about the result and not the process.

The result Xiao Mo wanted was that Wen Zimei could stand in front of him at this moment.

The butler was ashamed, lowered his head, and said in a low voice: "Please give us some more time, I will definitely find Miss Wen."

"It's all rubbish, get out of here."

Xiao Mo was furious, and the wounds on his body opened one after another, and the blood stained his white shirt.

"Seven Lord... your injury..."

Xiao Mo's expression was cold, "Don't worry about it, all disappear from my eyes."

The housekeeper had no choice but to take everyone back, silently call the doctor and ask him to come over quickly.

Xiao Mo unwillingly took up the key again and rushed out of the villa, ready to find Wen Zimei's whereabouts.

But the moment he walked out the door, a familiar figure rushed into his sight.

Xiao Mo's eyes were dull, and his heart sank suddenly.

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