Addiction to flash marriage: Mr. Li, don’t be too flirtatious!

The next day, Wen Ning stayed at home to rest.

When he woke up, L had already left. He was picked up and dropped off by a luxury car and had several assistants. He had no idea what his job was. His life was very regular and demanding.

He left a message for the servant.

Dong Ma conveyed his order, "Young Madam, your husband is on a business trip, but he reminds you not to treat his children casually while he is away.

You were caught in the rain yesterday, so take good care of yourself at home today, and don't go out if you have nothing to do. "

"..." Wen Ning choked. How could she treat his child casually?

This man is vindictive and harsh.

Thinking about the embarrassing scene last night, it was great that he was on a business trip.

Wen Ning was very at ease. After lunch with her mother-in-law, she spent the afternoon in her room checking information and practicing her drawings in preparation for the crucial provincial competition.

She was so busy that when it was almost dark, her cell phone suddenly rang.

Wen Ning was so focused on the design draft that he didn't pay attention to the notes and picked it up directly.

"Is this Miss Wen? Your father, Mr. Wen, was discussing business in a bar and fell down while drunk. Can you come and pick him up?"

Wen Ning's drawing hand paused and he refused coldly, "Please call Mrs. Wen and Wen Sirou, they are his family."

"Both of them didn't answer the phone! Mr. Wen gave me your number and said that you are also his daughter. He has high blood pressure and is in critical condition. His life may be in danger."

The bartender is embarrassed.

Wen Ning's cold heart froze slightly.

No matter how beastly Wen Hai is, he is still her father, and she cannot do anything but watch him die...

After hesitating again and again, Wen Ning couldn't bear it and said coldly: "Address."

She packed her things, changed her clothes, avoided Winter Mother and the rest of the family, and went out alone.

Royal Bar.

Wen Ning got off the car and walked in, finding the bartender at the front desk, "Excuse me, what box number is Mr. Wen Hai in? Is he in good condition?"

"The situation in box No. 8 is not good. Miss, come with me quickly."

Wen Ning frowned and followed the bartender into the narrow corridor.

She counted the box numbers all the way, and box number 7 was at the end. She paused slightly, "Isn't it number 8 yet?"

"We need to turn a corner, miss." The bartender glanced at her in the dim light.

Wen Ning felt that something was wrong with his eyes. Besides, Wen Hai was injured. Why would he stay in a remote box in a serious situation?

She subconsciously tightened her hands and suddenly said, "Go and carry him out. I'll wait here..."

Before she could finish her words, the bartender suddenly grabbed her with one hand, covered her mouth with the other, pushed her forward hard, turned the corner, and pushed her into a door!

"What are you doing?" Wen Ning called the police in her heart and fell to the ground. She quickly got up and looked at the room in front of her——

Leng Buding saw Wen Hai sitting on the sofa leisurely. His eyes were clear, his limbs were sound, and he didn't fall down drunk at all!

Yun Ping stood next to him, showing a sneer.

At that moment, Wen Ning's heart felt cold, and the vague family affection seemed to turn into a fist, hitting her face, which was extremely painful.

A trap, haha.

Her eyes were scarlet, "You tricked me here, Wen Hai, what do you want to do?"

"Insolent! Rebellious girl, I think you have no filial piety at all.

You deliberately caused Sirou to make a big fool of yourself yesterday, just to see the Wen family make a fool of yourself, right? Sirou's video is spreading everywhere! "

Wen Ning almost wanted to laugh, "Did I do that?

She faked a miscarriage and wanted to frame it on me. According to you, I deserve to stand there and let her frame her up. Is that filial piety?

Wen Hai, you are not worthy of being a father. Go back and educate your daughter well and avoid miscarriages. Otherwise, how could she not get pregnant and make a joke? "

Wen Hai's veins twitched, "Shut up, how dare you scold me?

You are pregnant, but you are a bastard!

Let me tell you, the biggest joke in the Wen family is you.

How many people stabbed me in the back, why don't you follow me to the hospital to kill the bastard? "

Yun Ping pointed out, "Ning Ning, you went too far yesterday, and your father also wants to seek justice for Sirou.

If Sirou is unhappy, she will not marry the Xu family. Her belly is precious, unlike your pregnancy, which is worthless except for shame. "

What she hinted at clearly made Wen Hai even more angry, his eyes filled with haze, "Someone, take her to the hospital!"

Wen Ning's whole body was so cold that even though his heart turned into an ice pick, he could still feel the numb pain.

She sneered miserably, "Just to vent your anger on your precious daughter, you did not hesitate to use family ties to trick me here and beat my child in a high-sounding manner. Wen Hai, Yun Ping, you will have your retribution!"

She ran towards the door!

Yun Ping waved, and several thick thugs rushed in and clamped down on Wen Ning who was trying to escape.

Wen Hai ordered in a cold voice, "Take it away!"

"I won't go! Dad, I am your daughter too, how could you be so cruel to treat me like this?!"

Wen Ning struggled violently, her eyes filled with hatred. She cried lowly, trying to arouse the last trace of his conscience.

Wen Hai's livid face froze, as if hesitating.

Seeing this, Yun Ping immediately stepped forward, "Master, if you don't treat her tonight, she will definitely get worse! Then participate in the competition, win Sirou, and take back Ruitian!"

Since she refuses to go to the hospital, let her have the miscarriage here and kick her ass! "

When it comes to interests and risks, Wen Hai understands that Wen Ning is always a threat.

He glanced at the thug and said sternly, "Just do what you want, let her know she's afraid!"

Wen Hai left heartlessly.

Yun Ping winked, and the thugs immediately closed the box door. She viciously stepped on Wen Ning's pale face, "Kick me to death. Not only will she have a miscarriage, but her womb will also be kicked to pieces! Wen Ning, your father." I want you to know how to write when you are afraid!”

Wen Ning's eyes widened in pain, red as blood, and oozed cold liquid.

She hated herself for being stupid, and even more hated herself for being soft-hearted and deceived!

Her hands were tightly covering her stomach. This is L's child, the foundation of their agreed marriage.

L attaches great importance to her child. It is a little life that she cannot lose, cannot...

"Ah!" As Yunping stood up to leave, the thug quickly threw her to the ground.

Wen Ning struggled to roll out a few meters and hit the corner of the table. The sharp edges stung her back with severe pain. She turned pale in pain and tried her best to crawl under the table, trying to avoid their deadly attacks.

"Dare you hide? You bitch, peel her off and make her behave!"

Four or five strong men were so angry that they kicked over the table, grabbed Wen Ning's hair, dragged her out of the box, threw her in the corridor and tore her collar open so that she did not dare to struggle. They flattened her body.

In the dim light, people watching the excitement quickly gathered around.

"Come on, I'm going to kick the ball!" A man laughed evilly.

"No, don't..." Wen Ning screamed, trying in vain to arch his body.

But she can't move! She was horrified to see an extremely strong leg and sharp leather shoes above her belly, kicking her lower abdomen with all its strength!

"No!"