Chapter 1197

Yang Haitao knows about the relationship between Song Xuan and Mr. Tang. When he heard that song Xuan was taken away by old Tang, his first reaction is that his grandmother took his granddaughter away, which should not be a problem.

Wu Ma said: "Xiaoxuan has been taken away for several hours. I'm afraid of any accident, and the old woman who took her away looks very fierce."

After all, he didn't know much about the Tang family's gratitude, gratitude and resentment, but at least he knew that the councillor had two sons older than song Xuan.

Moreover, he had heard something about Tang Jian's mother.

It shows that Tang Jian drank song Xuan and song ran was not born by a mother.

So, how does this grandmother like song Xuan? It seems that the situation is not optimistic.

He said quickly, "I know. I'll go to her right now."

Yang Haitao still has a wide range of roads. It took him a while to find out where the Tang family lived, so he drove quickly.

In the small ancestral hall of the Tang family's old house, the light has been completely dimmed, only the candle flickers slightly.

Song Xuan was easily tired because of pregnancy. Now she kneels on the cold and hard marble floor, and can't stand it for a while.

She sat down on the ground with her body down. The two men were not as fierce as Shen's mother. They only opened one eye and closed one eye.

Song Xuan was just about to celebrate when she heard her mother's vicious voice: "what do you think of people? Is she kneeling? "

With that, a whip was whipped on Song Xuan's back.

Song Xuan snorted, turned back, and glared. Shen's mother kicked her with her foot: "dead girl, what are you staring at? Dare you stare at me

has the final say, but she is afraid to send them out. This is their site. They have the final say, they are going to abuse her. She is the Lamb who has fallen into the trap. The shoddy shotguns are the ones who are pulling the trigger if she resists slightly.

Well, she's going to die.

She turned back and gritted her teeth and said, "I'm on my knees. I'm on my knees."

Shen Ma picked up a chair and sat aside: "then I'll look at you. You dare to be lazy and see how I hit you."

Song Xuan feels cold and afraid. She shivers all over her body. The cool air rises from her legs. She is really afraid that her children will have any accidents.

But she knew that she could not ask for help from the people behind her. The more she asked for help, the more miserable the treatment she might suffer. She could only live in humiliation. She could only rely on Xiao ran and Hai Tao to let them quickly find her and save her.

Her back was straight and she was kneeling, her knees were aching, her hands clenched into fists, and there was anger in her eyes.

Sitting in a small chair behind her, Shen Ma, holding a whip, suddenly said, "do you know who was born to you?"

Song Xuanwei raises her chin. She doesn't want to talk to the running dog. The old woman is old, but she is vicious and vain. She doesn't talk to such evil minded people.

A whip was whipped again, and her fist clenched more tightly: "you should know that I am the daughter of Mr. Councillor. Mr. councillor attaches great importance to me. The whip you waved on me will be returned to you in the future."

Shen's mother jumped up at once: "little bastard, do you dare to threaten me?"

After that, she waved her whip and fell heavily on Song Xuan's back every time. Song Xuan felt a faint pain in her stomach.