Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

The man in the wheelchair was using his crutch to beat the man who was already bleeding from his head and lying on the ground. The girl one meter away was watching coldly, looking a little bored, as if she was daydreaming.

It seemed like one of those vicious news events that could be filmed at any time, put on the news, and be cursed by thousands of people.

In reality, among the people who followed from a distance, some actually raised their phones in surprise, intending to take a picture of this scene.

That's the French translation.

But as soon as he turned on the video recording function, his phone was snatched away.

"What do you want to do?" Huo Qingyun looked at him coldly.

The translator was shocked: "They, they beat him in the street..."

"What's it got to do with you?" Huo Qingyun glared at him angrily. She also quickly glanced around to make sure no one else was secretly taking photos or videos.

Fortunately, there isn't.

Zhou Song, who had already gotten into the car, turned a blind eye to this scene and even said hello to Ye Kong when he left.

"gone."

Ye Kong turned his head to glance at the receding car, then retracted his gaze to look at Wen Lian who was curled up on the ground.

"Big brother!"

He was even calling me big brother.

Ye Kong smiled, took a step forward, stopped Wen Can's hand that was about to hit him, and slowly took the crutch from him.

Wen Lian, with blood all over her head, looked up dazedly and looked at Wen Can vaguely with resentment in her eyes: "If it was just for her to disobey uncle, it would be fine, but today you beat me to death for her... Do you think the old man and uncle will tolerate you indefinitely? Wen Can, you are really finished this time..."

Before he could finish his words, his face was slowly stepped on by the sole of a shoe.

Because there was no strength at all, Wen Lian even had time to feel disbelief at first.

But soon, the increasing force left him no time to be angry. He screamed in pain as if his nose was broken under the sole of the shoe that was used so hard, and raised his hand to grab the ankle and try to pull it away -

Ye Kong made a "tsk" sound, pulled his foot out of his hand, and then stepped hard on it the next second.

"what--"

"What you just said really upset me. What do you mean by forget it? And what do you mean by actually?"

Ye Kong stepped on his face, like he was stepping on a football, and crushed it hard. "It was you who made the outrageous request to me first, but why do you treat me as a pendant of the Wen family and Wen Can?"

"Take it away! Take it away!"

Wen Lian frantically tried to grab her feet again, but Ye Kong raised his leg to avoid her in time.

At the same time, Ye Kong raised his head and saw Huo Qingyun watching not far away.

The woman was quite close, so I could vaguely see the complex and indescribable expression.

Ye Kong blinked.

When Wen Lian at her feet was trying to roll away in a panic, she smiled and stomped on him without warning.

"what--"

The bone was broken, and the crisp feeling spread along the sole of the shoe all the way to her brain, making the smile on her lips even deeper.

And amid the man's heart-wrenching screams and the girl's dark, smiling eyes, Huo Qingyun, who was not far away, suddenly felt her scalp tingling. The sudden surge of fear even made her unable to help but take a step back.

But before she could glare back in anger, the girl had already withdrawn her gaze, as if it was just an unintentional glance.

She lowered her head, took out her cell phone, and started taking pictures of Wen Lian, who was rolling on the ground, covering her nose and crying in pain.

"You won't die from breaking a bone. Let me take a picture for you as a souvenir. If you want to sue Wen Can later, you can ask me for evidence. I'll send it to you."

She put away her phone, and finally smiled as she stepped over Wen Lian and got into the car.

That is Wen Can’s car.

If Wen Lian had looked more attentively when she came out, she would have been recognized.

A moment later, Wen Can was lifted into the car by his bodyguards and driver. The Maybach drove away quickly, and Wen Lian was guarded by Wen Can's assistant until the ambulance arrived.

Before this, Wen Lian's own secretary could only stand aside, angry but not saying anything, and secretly sent a text message to Wen Rong.

·

The moment the car started moving, the smile on Ye Kong's face disappeared like glue being torn off.

She stared out the window with a blank look in her eyes, no one knew what she was thinking, and her whole aura was terribly gloomy.

Wen Can also said nothing and quietly adjusted his cuffs.

It was not until a few minutes later that Wen Can's phone suddenly vibrated.

He glanced down and turned it off.

But after three to five seconds, it started shaking again.

Wen Can turned it off again, and this time he even turned off the phone.

But soon, the driver's cell phone rang.

The driver was startled and turned to look at Wen Can.

Wen Can said gently: "Give it to me."

The driver had no choice but to hand over the phone, and Wen Can naturally hung up again.

But then it was the bodyguard's turn.

This series of movements finally made Ye Kong turn his head and take a look: "Your dad?"

"It's Wen Rong."

Wen Can's tone remained calm, not showing any of the brutality that had just left him beating someone to a bloody pulp.

During this time, he had taken the bodyguard's mobile phone and turned it off.

The car finally calmed down for a few minutes.

Then, Ye Kong's cell phone rang.

She took a look and saw it was an unfamiliar number.

The girl laughed.

Before Wen Can took her phone away, her finger smoothly pressed the answer button.

A calm but angry voice immediately rang out from the other end: "Is that Ye Kong? I'm Wen Rong."

"It's Mr. Xiao Wen. What's the matter?" Ye Kong asked with a smile.

"..." With just a few words, "Mr. Wen", Wen Rong had already severely stepped on the thunder point on the other side, but his tone became more and more low and serious, "Ms. Ye, don't you know why I called you? You just instigated Wen Can to beat up his cousin!!!"

The last sentence suddenly rose in volume and turned into an extremely powerful shout.

Ye Kong tilted his head, distanced himself from the phone, and simply turned on the speaker. Wen Rong's next command immediately spread throughout the car: "Ms. Ye, I don't care what you are going to do now, come to the Wen Family Manor right now!"

The shouting sound still lingers in my ears.

Ye Kong saw Wen Can open his mouth to speak, and leaned over in time to cover his mouth.

Wen Can paused and looked down at her silently.

The girl turned her palm into a finger and put it against his lips to make a hushed gesture. At the same time, she smiled and said, "With what identity are you ordering me? Mr. Wen, are you ordering me as Wen Can's father, or as the interim head of the Wen family? If it's the former, I'm not your daughter-in-law yet, so you shouldn't have the right to yell at me, right? If it's the latter, then I have even less reason to listen to you. What's the relationship between your Wen family and my surname Ye?"

"..." Wen Rong seemed stunned. After a long while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Then what about my identity as Wen Lian, the victim's uncle?"

"Then there's no need for me to be polite to you. Wen Lian wants me to perform and drink for his clients for the benefit of the Wen family, and I'm still angry."

"Miss Ye San! Do you still want to marry into our Wen family?!" Wen Rong could no longer endure it.

"..."

Ye Kong fell silent.

She looked into the warm yet cold eyes of the man in front of her and smiled slowly: "I want Wen Can. What does it have to do with your rotten and smelly Wen family?"

"You old fool, you are so good at flattering yourself."

Wen Rong: ...

This time, even Wen Can shrank his eyes in shock.

But Ye Kong just blinked at him.