Four and a half years old, six nephews compete for favor on the Internet

Chapter 215 Anti-killing and destroying the group?

Fu Yan looked up, only to see Zhao Li hitting him hard on the back with a cane, almost knocking Fu Yan unconscious with one blow.

Zhao Li panted heavily, glared at him and yelled, "Nie Zhan, if you dare to agree to obtain a certificate with Jia Wenjing, you will get out of Long's house."

Fu Yan was stunned by Zhao Li's beating. He covered his hot face and stared at her in shock. After a long time, he came back to his senses and retorted: "Mom, I..."

"Shut up! I tell you, if you agree, I will not recognize your son."

"Mom." Fu Yan gritted his teeth, his face twisted, and the veins on his forehead bulged: "Why do you decide for me, I am responsible for my life."

"I am responsible for your life? Haha... What are you? I worked so hard to raise you up. Now that your wings are hardened, you dare to disobey me. Let me tell you, as long as I live, you don't want to be together." Zhao Li glared at him.

How could she just watch him marry that bitch? After they got married, what face would she have to see his husband again?

"Why do you have to force me? It's not like you don't know who I love." Fu Yan endured the severe pain and stood up straight.

Zhao Li punched Fu Yan on the body, and Fu Yan took a few steps back and hit the wall in pain. He gritted his teeth in pain and stared at her angrily: "What did you say? I didn't hear clearly!"

She raised him since she was a child, but he actually disobeyed her in public. Does this scoundrel really think that his wings are hardened and he can fly into the sky and escape from the ground?

"Mom, let go!"

"Pa——" Zhao Li slapped Fu Yan on the cheek, pushed him to the ground forcefully, stepped on his chest, pointed at him and cursed: "I don't have a son like you, you are so heartless and ungrateful. "

Zhao Li was so angry that she turned around and walked into the bedroom, took out the whip, and beat Fu Yan.

"Stop it, crazy woman, you dare to hit my grandson." Song Min came out to stop him, and a group of people fought together.

Fu Yan's eyes were red, and he clenched his fists tightly, staring at Zhao Li fiercely. If fire could come out of his eyes, Zhao Li would have been burned.

Zhao Li sneered twice, continued to pump Fu Yan hard, and said while pumping: "Long Aotian, you don't think I'm old and confused, do you? You love that bitch? You really love her. It's a pity... ..."

She paused for a moment, then continued: "Your father asked me to bring you a message before he died, and let me take good care of you. But I swear, I will never hand you over to that bitch, and I won't let her destroy you. You ruined my only hope."

"Don't you want to marry her? I just won't do it for you." Zhao Li whipped hard with all her strength, and the whip fell on his body, blood staining his clothes.

The more she thought about it, the more she hated him, and the more she beat him, the more she wanted to beat him to death.

Zhao Li was waving the whip while cursing, as if Fu Yan owed her millions of debts, every time he lashed his body with the whip vigorously.

"Ah!" Fu Yan trembled in pain, bean-sized sweat slipped from his forehead, his body curled up into a ball, unable to bear Zhao Li's beating, he let out a low growl, and rolled under the bed.

Fu Yan was lying on the ground, dying, his whole body seemed to be falling apart, and he didn't even have the strength to get up.

Yang Beibei watched them wrestle aside, she ran over quickly, Yang Beibei stabbed him in the back, Fu Yan turned to look at the crazy Yang Beibei in shock.

She smiled and said: "If it's not what I want, then go to hell, my child and I will live a good life, let's go on the road with peace of mind!"

(End of this chapter)