Chapter 451

"Grandpa, what are you doing?" His voice is cold.

Old man Rong roared angrily: "Rong Yan, if I think I'm your grandfather, get out of the way immediately!"

"No one wants to move or fall in peace with me!" Rong Yan's face was cold and his words were loud.

"You --!" Old man Rong was out of breath and stumbled back.

Housekeeper Zhang held him in fear, patted him on the chest and comforted him.

Rongyan frowned, and the thin coral lips closed into a line, without the slightest concession.

At this end, Luo Anning, who was protected by Rong Yan, burst out angry cold light in her eyes. Looking at Mo Xiyan's pale and distorted face because of pain, she laughed coldly.

"Mo Xiyan, do you feel any pain? You know, shallow song was hit by seven bullets and died. You say, how can I get back from you bit by bit?"

As her last word fell, the sharp tip of the knife stabbed fiercely In, turn left and right and pick hard!

"No --!" Mo Xiyan's eyes were canthus cracked, and his harsh scream almost wanted to cut through the ceiling.

The sharp pain spread from her right arm to her limbs. Her eyes turned over and fainted.

Seeing that her body was about to fall back, old man Rong took a deep breath and hurriedly shouted, "help her! Help her!"

The man in black rushed over quickly. The moment before Mo Xiyan's body was about to touch the ground, he grabbed her arm, pulled her up, helped her and lay on the sofa.

"Bang -" the bloody fruit knife fell on the carpet and made a dull sound.

"Hahaha..." looking at Mo Xiyan's bloody right arm, she laughed wildly.

Looking at her wandering on the edge of losing control, Rong Yan's heart couldn't help tightening a little. He stretched out his arms and hugged her. His forehead came against her. The tip of his nose gently rubbed against the tip of her small nose. The magnetic sound line was deliberately soft, with coaxing and soothing tenderness. He said again and again: "peace, good, don't think about anything..."

Touching the cold of her hands, Rong Yan secretly cursed, pinched her chin, and a gentle kiss fell on her forehead, eyebrows and eyes like a feather

"Peace, let's go home, huh?"

Luo Anning was stiff and leaned in his arms. It seemed that he had not recovered from the bloody revenge.

Rongyan was not in a hurry. He hugged her tightly and brought her thin body into his arms without leaving a gap.

Mo Xiyan fainted. The family doctor had rushed to stop her blood. Facing the worried look of master Rong, he had to shake his head helplessly: "master, Miss Mo's arm is hopeless."

The tendons are broken into several sections. It's difficult to connect them.

"What about her body? Is it all right?" What Mr. Rong cares about is not whether she can keep her right arm, but the child in her belly!

The family doctor knew that Mo Xiyan was pregnant, but he was ordered by the old man not to let it out, so he understood his concern. After checking Mo Xiyan, he said, "don't worry, old man. Except for being frightened, Miss Mo has no serious physical problems."

After listening, Mr. Rong sat down on the sofa and breathed a sigh of relief. It's okay. His great grandson is okay!

Falling tranquility slowed down. Looking at Mo Xiyan, I thought of the shallow song of becoming a vegetable, and my anger suddenly rose in my heart.