The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

Chapter 142: I was born for her (1)

Translator: 549690339

Little consort Li would rather she had really fainted.

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She felt as if her heart had been stepped on.

Her face was swollen and painful, and she could taste blood in her mouth.

She cried so hard that her tears flowed freely. In a daze, when she saw the young girl stepping on her, she felt an inexplicable fear.

At this moment, the evil spirit was still looking at her with an evil smile.

“Young consort Li, have you forgotten what I told you three years ago?” The young girl’s face was clearly exquisite, but at this moment, she had a bit more heroic spirit.

“If you continue to make things difficult for her, I will definitely return the favor a hundredfold.”

“You think she lost her mother’s protection, and you really think I’m dead? As long as I’m here, don’t even think about bullying her!” The young girl gritted her teeth, but it made little consort Li’s body shiver.

Every word and sentence she said was telling herself that she was not Wen ruzhu.

She was really not Wen ruzhu.

Little consort Li was so scared that her teeth were chattering.

Fear and horror.

“You, Who are you? You’re not Wen ruzhu. Wen ruzhu doesn’t have that much strength. Wen ruzhu is afraid of fire, so Wen ruzhu doesn’t dare to speak to me like this. Wen ruzhu doesn’t know martial arts either!” As soon as little consort Li spoke, the smell of blood rushed into his nose. Her teeth were so sharp that she could barely speak.

“Of course I’m her guardian angel,” the young lady replied with a cold smile. His eyes were sparkling, a light that could only be seen when Wen ruzhu was mentioned.

Little consort Li still firmly believed that she was an evil spirit.

“You don’t have to do this, just tell the Wen family what you need. Why bother you with such a little girl? she’s just a girl whose mother died, so why do you need to help a little girl?”

the Wen family is the richest family in the barren capital. We can satisfy whatever you need in the barren capital.

Little consort Li’s tone was somewhat flattering. She wanted to make the evil spirit that had possessed her defect.

Who knew that he would receive another round of beating.

Wen ruzhu stood up and lightly dusted her hands, as if touching little consort Li was something she hated.

After that …

He picked up the knife on the ground and cut off one of consort Li’s fingers.

“Ah!” Little consort Li’s scream shook the heavens, and she actually fainted from the pain.

However, Wen ruzhu was ruthless. She clutched her throat tightly and forced her to wake up.

He squatted down and looked into her eyes.

He paused after every word.

“I’ll say it one more time. If you bully her again, the next time I come back, it will be the day of your death! As long as I’m alive, don’t even think about running rampant on her head!” After he finished speaking, he threw little consort Li down like a dead dog.

The servants of the Wen family had long dispersed and were now inviting the old lady to go over.

The Daoist had alreadv fainted.

Yang pinfeng was stunned. In his memory, Wen ruzhu was a punching bag.

His mother often muttered that this man’s deep love was even more despicable than grass.

When his first wife was alive, he loved her so much that he could die. Because he only had this one daughter, he even wrote a contract to ease his wife’s heart.

If he and his wife left, all the property of the Wen family would belong to Wen ruzhu.

At that time, he had even gone to the magistrate’s office to make a record.

Now that he had married a second wife, he had a stepmother and a stepfather.

City Lord yang had interacted with the Wen family head from time to time and naturally heard that the eldest daughter was not as transparent as the twins.

Every time she talked about twins, she would say that they were very lively, but when she talked about her eldest daughter, she would sigh.

She only said that she was extremely intelligent when she was young, but ever since her mother left, this child became more and more inarticulate.

Now that she couldn’t even be a scholar, how could she hand the Wen family over to her?

Yang Feng sighed, if this old master Wen were to see her now, he would dare to say that his son was not as good as her!