The sweet pet of a wealthy family: He Shao's substitute bride

Jiang Ruoyue felt really lucky, fortunately Yang Ming was nearby, otherwise both of them would have escaped the clutches of the clutches.

Hey, why did your face sting?

Jiang Ruoyue closed her eyes, only then did she remember her own face, which was rubbed against the wall by the bastard just now, and there was no good flesh on her body.

Jiang Ruoyue stretched out a finger, and lightly tapped the tingling cheek, it was numb and painful, it turned out that the face was already swollen.

Don't think about it, the skin on my face must have been worn out too, Jiang Ruoyue gasped, her face was worn out, so it wouldn't be disfigured, she had deliberately pretended to be ugly before, so it's possible she's going to be really ugly this time.

Unable to see the injury on her face, Jiang Ruoyue moved her head forward, asking He Yi to help identify it.

"Is my face seriously rotten? Will it be disfigured?" Jiang Ruoyue asked seriously.

It's really disfigured, it's quite troublesome, and I have to wear a mask for a lifetime after that.

A bruised and painted face approached like this. At first glance, He Yi's mind went blank. After seeing Jiang Ruoyue's swollen face, he regained his composure and stared at Jiang Ruoyue's slightly troubled eyes.

"It shouldn't be disfigured, Uncle Liu, send her back."

He Yi closed the car door, and at the last gap, he seemed to have thought of something, and added something.

"Even if it's disfigured, I don't mind."

After closing the car door with a bang, He Yi turned and walked towards the place where Yang Ming taught those bastards a lesson.

Jiang Ruoyue blinked her eyes, she didn't hear what He Yi said just now.

Uncle Liu, who was waiting outside the car, realized that He Yi hadn't gotten into the car, so he took a step forward.

"Young master, come back with us. The black pill has a strong medicinal effect. Even if you inject the antidote, you must rest well, otherwise it will cause great damage to your body."

He Yi didn't pay attention to Uncle Liu's words, he still had important matters to deal with.

Jiang Ruoyue rolled her eyes and said silently.

"What is a black pill?"

Uncle Liu had no choice but to get in the car, putting away his worries, "Young Madam, I'll take you home first."

Jiang Ruoyue nodded her head, looked out the window, He Yi stood there,

With their backs raised high, the bastards had already been tidied up by Yang Ming, and they were lying on the ground in a mess.

"Assistant Yang is really good, one against five." Jiang Ruoyue silently praised, this is the most capable person she has ever seen, who is good at fighting.

Uncle Liu in front laughed, "Young Madam, Assistant Yang is really good, but Young Master is even better, you will know later."

Unexpectedly, Uncle Liu would say that, as if he was enthusiastically explaining to her, Jiang Ruoyue smiled kindly through the rearview mirror.

"What is the black pill?" Jiang Ruoyue remembered the question just now.

"The black pill is a strong drug on the black market. After people take it, their limbs will immediately go numb and their whole body will become weak. After the young master swallowed it by mistake, he was able to resist the effects of the medicine and walk out, all thanks to his willpower."

Although I haven't tasted the black pill myself, this medicine sounds terrible. What an evil person would give this kind of medicine to someone.

Seeing that Jiang Ruoyue didn't speak, Uncle Liu glanced at the rearview mirror, only to find that Jiang Ruoyue was covered in injuries, and became angry.

"Young madam, your whole body is covered with injuries, and your neck is also swollen. These people don't even spare women."

neck?Jiang Ruoyue took out her mobile phone, brushed away her messy hair, and took a picture of her neck. Indeed, there was still a footprint on this neck.

This must be the kick she got when she had to stand up after being forced to kneel, Jiang Ruoyue looked out the window, those bastards had already been tidied up, but her injury was still in pain, she always felt that it couldn't be so cheap those bastards.

Today, I even kneeled down to someone. This was the first time I knelt down to someone since I grew up.

Thinking of something, Jiang Ruoyue opened the address book.

Outside the window, Yang Ming stood beside He Yi, "These bastards have already behaved themselves, what should we do next?"

He Yi pressed his eyes, these are He Honglin's dog legs.

He Yi was about to speak to tell these bastards to wake up and go find He Honglin when Jiang Ruoyue called.

When he turned around, the car had already left. Jiang Ruoyue called him?He Yi was stunned for a moment, then pressed the answer button.

"what happened?"

On the other end of the phone, Jiang Ruoyue pouted.

"Just now, those bastards rubbed me against the wall, made me kneel, and kicked me. There are still footprints on my neck."

Jiang Ruoyue complained aggrievedly, He Yi was stunned, and glanced at the fleshy bastard under his feet, his cold and resolute lips were tightly pressed together.

It's just Jiang Ruoyue's muffled voice, what does it mean?

He Yi's gaze shifted from the bastard's face to his feet. On the feet of this bastard, he was wearing a pair of leather shoes that would kick people to death. Even a man couldn't bear his foot, let alone the frail Jiang Ruoyue.

Immediately afterwards, the phone vibrated, and He Yi received a picture, he moved the phone and clicked on the picture.

This picture was sent by Jiang Ruoyue. It was a picture of her neck injury. Her neck, which should have been delicate, was now blue and purple, and there was a black footprint imprinted on it.

"It was their leader who kicked me, he kicked me like this, almost broke my neck." Jiang Ruoyue picked up the phone again and said to He Yi.

If the car hadn't driven away and she was covered in scars, Jiang Ruoyue really wanted to get out of the car now and teach that bastard a lesson.

By sending these photos to He Yi, I hope he can understand that he has been bullied very badly, and he must not let these bastards go easily.

After two beeps, the other party had already hung up, He Yi moved the phone away, his expression tightened.

Yang Ming, "Boss, what's wrong?"

He Yi put his phone into his trouser pocket, raised his foot and touched the leg of that bastard with thick flesh.

"That leg looks a little bit of an eyesore."

He Yi's tone was not salty, but the sinister look in his eyes made people frightened, the bastard shrank his legs and became vigilant.

"What do you want to do, I am also following orders. I can take you to He Honglin, but please don't touch my leg."

Yang Ming took out a gun, put it on the bastard's head, and slowly pulled the trigger.

"If you want your life or your legs, you choose."

The bastard was shaking with fright. Before the trigger was pulled, he immediately made the wisest choice. He picked up a stone next to him and smashed it hard on his leg, sweating profusely.

There was a howl in the air.