After Xia Zhi left with the children, Mrs. Huo sat in the room, looked out of the window and asked, "a LAN, have all those things been sent to Mr. Jiang?"

Aunt LAN nodded: "it's been two days."

"Two days?" Old lady Huo murmured: "it's been two days and there's no response. Isn't it. Is he trying to shield her? "

Aunt LAN asked, "must Mr. Jiang come forward? Can't we go to someone else for help? "

Old lady Huo shook her head. "It's too much involved. At that time, it will not be as simple as the appearance of the Chiang family. For the sake of image, it will not give us exposure opportunities. And Huo, will become the victim of power. "

Aunt Lan's face was a little dignified“ What can we do? In the past two years, Mr. Jiang has been closed to visitors. We can't see him, and we don't know whether things have been delivered to him. Can we just wait like this? "

Mrs. Huo's eyes were fixed on the distance all the time. She said slowly, "now we can only wait for the news of Huaichen."

——

In the cold underground warehouse, a man was hanged, and a whip was mercilessly thrown at him.

Huo Huaichen's forehead is full of sweat, clenching his teeth tightly, and his tense muscles have been drawn out of bloody whiplash.

But he clenched his teeth and said nothing.

A tree is carrying out the order silently, every whip is full of strength.

The only chair in the room. Sitting on a cold woman, she looks like she is only in her thirties, and her whole body exudes the charm of coldness.

With a cigarette between her fingers, Mrs. Jiang slowly sucked. Her indifferent eyes swept the man who had been hoisted indifferently.

Finish a cigarette. She said, "that's enough."

The voice is not big, but a Shu can hear clearly, put down the whip, turn to walk past, stand beside her.

Mrs. Jiang stood up. He walked towards Huo Huaichen, raised his head and stared at his face, which was red because of forbearance“ I know that this lesson does not pose any threat to you. But don't worry. As an elder, I just give you a little punishment to let you know what is the minimum respect and obedience. "

Huo Huaichen hung his head. Hum, laugh, full of irony.

"Isn't it enough to disturb my memory? Even this indecent means has been used. My dear mother, you are nothing more than that. "

Mrs. Jiang narrowed her eyes. The eyes are full of sadness.

But at the same time, the desire to be conquered, and the hope of conquering the valley, become more and more intense.

She raised one eyebrow, reached over his cheek and said, "mom knows that you're a tough bone. You won't learn how much whip you get."

He said. She brings up the enchanting red lips and laughs far away.

"But I have a good idea."

Huo Huaichen stares at Mrs. Jiang coldly and treats her cruelly. Not at all.

Mrs. Jiang is not anxious, staring at Huo Huaichen's smile more strange.

"If that woman saw the video of you and me loving each other, what would she think?"

Huo Huaichen's original fearless look is fading away, replaced by madness and anger!

"Ha ha!"

Mrs. Jiang laughed twice. Huo Huaichen's reaction satisfied her.

Hate is actually a kind of resistance to fear. The more he hates, the more he cares!