Marriage is continuous: mysterious husband brought home

After two slaps, Nie Yuchen's small face had become red and swollen, and his left ear was buzzing. He couldn't hear anything.

Seeing someone coming, the man scolded and released his hand, "shit, dare to steal my things, I'll kill you!"

Turn around, pick up your son and go.

Nie Yuchen stood there motionless, like a doll whose soul was taken away. The blood from the corners of his mouth kept flowing out and fell on the white T-shirt in front of him, printing bright red and dazzling flowers one after another.

He didn't cry, no tears fell, so he stood quietly, stubborn and strong.

The setting sun shines on the child's thin body and casts an aggrieved and lonely figure on the ground. It is so small and thrilling.

Tang Ye made an appointment with several students to eat today. She arrived first. There were still 20 minutes before the appointed time. She decided to get some food first, park her car in the parking lot, and she walked this way.

After a father and son, the son asked his father, "Dad, let's return the clothes to others. It's wrong to take other people's clothes."

"We picked it up. Of course it's ours." the father denied that he took it and raised the clothes in his hand. "It looks new. Put it on when you pick up your mother tomorrow."

Tang Ye didn't notice, but when the man shook his clothes, something fell out of it and rolled down at her feet with a voice. She looked down and planned to pick it up, but she was suddenly stunned!

Isn't this... The bell she made for Xiao Chen?

Tang Ye bent down to pick up the bell on the ground and planned to confirm it, but as soon as he got it, he was robbed.

She suddenly raised her head. She didn't even notice it. Her eyes were as cold as a sword!

When the man saw these eyes, he was stunned. Maybe he had never seen such terrible eyes, so he was a little flustered for a moment. "This, this is mine..." he said, and instinctively stepped back two steps to protect himself.

Tang Ye's eyes shifted from the bell in his hand to the clothes in the other hand. Dai frowned, which was the same as the clothes she bought for Xiaochen.

Is there such a coincidence in the world?

Besides, as like as two peas as like as two peas, she made the same color with her own hands. There are second people in the world who are just like the bell that she made the same way. Then they apply the same color.

She doesn't believe such a coincidence!

She reached out and took the man's wrist.

"You, what are you doing?" the man wanted to shake off his hand. Unexpectedly, she suddenly twisted her hand. Suddenly, there was a deep pain. He grinned and shouted, "you woman... I don't know you, you... You let go!"

Tang Ye didn't let go. On the contrary, he used more strength. The man's hand trembled in pain. His hand clutching the bell slowly spread out. She picked up the bell in his hand and then let go.

"This is mine!" the man still shouted, but he didn't dare to reach out and grab it. "Return it to me quickly!"

Tang Ye glanced at him lightly and looked at the bell in her hand. There were three letters engraved by her knife on the bell. It was crooked, "Y · C · Y", which represented three words, "Yang, Chen and Yan".

Even if it is a coincidence, the letters engraved by the bell can't be so coincidental!

Xiao Chen is here?

He's here, too?

Where are they? Why is Xiaochen's clothes in this man's hand?

Is it

no unable! With Nie TingYang, Xiaochen will be fine!

She suddenly raised her eyes. Her eyes were like sharp blades, whizzing at the man who wanted to come forward to grab the bell but didn't dare. Her pink lips opened gently, and her voice was like a layer of cold ice.

She shook the bell. "Yours?"

Intuition told the man that the woman in front of him was not a good owner. He stepped back and smiled, "I, I picked it up. If it's yours, you can take it."

Then he took his son and left.

Leave?

Tang Ye sneered, "where did you pick it up? And where did you pick up the clothes in your hand?"

"This, this dress is my son's!" the man is still confident. There are so many same clothes in the world. How can she be sure it's hers?

"Your son's?" Tang page came forward. The man hugged his son and hid to one side, but he was still caught by his arm.

The man screamed with a click.

Tang Ye twisted one arm of the man behind him with one hand, then carefully put the bell into his pocket, grabbed the clothes in the man's hand, looked at it, but his face was colder, "say! Where did you get the clothes?"

"You, you let go first, it hurts..."

"Say!"

"Dad..." the little boy beside him was frightened and cried.

Tang Ye glanced at the child without the slightest tenderness. He kicked on the man's knee. The man "plopped" knelt on the ground, but his arm hurt more. "I count to three and don't say again, I'll waste your arm!"

At this time, the little boy cried and said, "my father took someone else's... Aunt, please let my father go, please..."

"Which hotel? Take me!"

Since their father and son came here, even if she didn't show up, she wanted to see her son. She hasn't seen him for a long time. I don't know if he has grown tall or eaten fat.

The man was sweating with pain, "OK, I'll take you... Let go first..."

"You'd better not play tricks. You can't escape in this k country!" Tang Ye frightened him first and then let go.

The man got up from the ground, one arm hung down and didn't dare to move. He kept sucking the air conditioner. He scolded in his heart and killed you bitch sooner or later!

The little boy took the man's hand, followed by Tang Ye, and then walked back.

The little boy stopped when he passed the corner where the man beat Nie Yuchen.

Tang Ye was about to say go quickly. At a glance, he saw the child squatting in the corner of the wall, and the whole person was stunned.

The child's head was buried in his knees and his body was trembling slightly. It was obvious that he was crying.

There was no Nie TingYang, no Tong Hua, or even someone she knew. Xiaochen squatted here, and the black pants on her legs were covered with ashes.

What happened? Where's Nie TingYang?

"Xiao Chen..." she tried to shout and held her heart tightly.

In fact, at this moment, her heart was a little uneasy. She was suddenly not sure that the child was Xiaochen. She hadn't seen him for several months. She found that she seemed to forget him.

How frightened she was that it was not Xiaochen, not the child she thought about day and night.

Mommy's voice suddenly sounded in his ear, and Nie Yuchen suddenly raised his head.

It's him!

Her son!

Tang Ye smiled, but for a moment, the whole person was as if he had been driven by the wind and lightning. He was stunned, and his face was as white as paper!

Her son, whose left face was red and swollen, covered his left eye and had blood on his mouth.

God, what's the matter?

Her tears rolled out of her eyes. She didn't care to wipe it. She hurried forward, but because she was too anxious, her steps were messy, tilted several times and almost fell.

"Mommy!" Nie Yuchen exclaimed. Xu thought it was in a dream, so he didn't dare to confirm it. He only squatted there foolishly, raised his head and didn't dare to blink. He was afraid that Mommy would disappear in the blink of an eye.

Tang Ye stepped forward and carefully helped him up. At this time, she saw the blood stains on the child's white T-shirt. Her heart was gouged out by a knife and her whole body was in great pain.

Tears washed her pale face like a flood breaking the dike. She trembled and raised her hands. As soon as she opened her mouth, her voice was like crying blood, "Xiaochen... Tell Mommy... What's the matter?"

Nie Yuchen still didn't dare to move. He moved his lips and tried several times before he made a hoarse voice, "Mommy, is it really you, Mommy?"

Tang Ye nodded his head hard, and tears fell, "it's Mommy, it's Mommy, my son..."

Her hot tears fell on Nie Yuchen's face. The child dared to be sure that this was not a dream. Mommy really appeared!

"Mommy!"

Nie Yuchen held Tang Ye's neck tightly. He would never let go and would never let mommy leave again.

He was ecstatic. He forgot the pain, grievance and all his unhappiness. At this moment, he was so happy, "Mommy, I'm so happy! I'm holding Mommy!"

Tang Ye closed her eyes, tears still rolling down. She held the child in her arms tightly. At this moment, she didn't want to let go.

But now she still needs to find out the injury on the child's face. She released her hand and held Nie Yuchen's shoulder with both hands. When one hand of the clinker just touched his shoulder, he shouted.

"What's the matter?"

"It hurts..."

She was stunned and carefully pulled up the collar of his T-shirt. She looked at his shoulder. It seemed that his shoulder was scratched. It was so big that it was bleeding.

Tang Ye was distressed, "how did you hurt like this?"

Nie Yuchen raised his head. The man and the child had run away while the mother and son knew each other, but they hadn't run far. "Mommy, it's the bad guy. He took the clothes Mommy bought me and beat me!"

Tang Ye turned his head and looked in the direction his son pointed, "is it the man with the little boy?"

"Yes!"

Tang Ye's face had been swept like a hurricane, with the cold of killing, "Xiao Chen, you are here waiting for Mommy, don't go anywhere, remember?"

"Remember, Mommy, be careful."

Tang Ye nodded, got up and chased out at a windy speed.

Nie Yuchen stood in the corner and smiled. He found Mommy. Daddy was right. Mommy came back again!

The man didn't run fast because he had a child. He was soon caught up by Tang Ye.

There was a burning fire in Tang Ye's heart. At the moment, she had only her son who was beaten badly, and she couldn't control anything else.

The man was very tall, so she jumped up, turned her arm around the man's neck, and then pressed back. The man fell to the ground unprepared, followed by her and directly broke one of the man's wrists.