Ye Ling suddenly held her neck. Shen Qianshu couldn't breathe for a moment, and the air under the tip of her nose gradually thinned. She looked at Ye Ling stubbornly, but didn't beg for mercy. Ye Ling stared at her eyes and suddenly fell open her.

Shen Qianshu fell to the ground, his elbow touched the table beside him, and he was in a cold sweat with pain. Ye Ling's eyes were as cold as ice.

"Shen Qianshu, if you dare to leave, leave your son's life. I will do what I say."

"What else can you do except force a woman?"

"Get out!" Yeling roared, picked up a blue and white porcelain vase on the table and smashed it at Shen Qianshu, "get out of here!"

The vase hit Shen Qianshu's knee, and there was a sharp pain. His calf was soft, and he almost knelt down. Shen Qianshu held it back.

Downstairs, Zhong ran plays games wholeheartedly.

Children's painting is concerned about Shen Qianshu. Listening to the movement upstairs, the sound insulation is too good to hear anything.

Will Mommy suffer if Yeling is so violent?

"Young master, don't worry about it. Even if you go upstairs and you want to kill Miss Shen, you can only stand and cry." With a little finger, Miss Shen and the young master have to kneel.

Tong Hua looked at Zhong ran with a smile. Zhong ran raised his hand and surrendered, "young master, don't laugh like that. I've seen your ferocious scene. Seeing you smile makes my hair stand on end."

"You're so annoying. I'm still a minor. What are you talking about?"

Zhong ran couldn't laugh or cry. The young master was really too fond of him.

Unfortunately, it's not the son of the young master.

If the real young master didn't die, it should be similar to him.

After all, genes are here.

"Young master, why don't you like Da Shao?"

"Why should I like him?"

"We have had a hard time in the past seven years."

"What about my mommy?"

Zhong ran was speechless and unable to answer. Everyone stood in a different position. Tong Hua held his chin with one hand and showed a naive and lovely smile, "fortunately, he is not my father. Fortunately."

"Young master, how many people want to be reborn as young sons."

"Rare!"

"I was thinking, if only you were our young master."

"Why?"

"I have been looking forward to the young master for seven years."

"Nonsense, it's the little princess who is obviously looking forward to."

Bad guys who value women over men!

Zhong ran, "..."

Suddenly, there was a sound of falling things upstairs, with a man's roar. Zhong Ran's face sank, quickly stood up, rushed upstairs, and gave a dead order, "don't come up!"

Tong Hua ran a few steps with him worried. Shen Qianshu came downstairs. Zhong ran over Shen Qianshu and rushed to the study. Shen Qianshu took Tong Hua's hand and said, "let's go home."

"Mommy..."

Tong Hua looked at Shen Qianshu anxiously.

Her face was very ugly. What did they talk about?

No one in black in the villa stopped Shen Qianshu's mother and son. They got to the car smoothly and left the castle. On the way home, it was always quiet. Shen Qianshu didn't talk much. Children's painting was abnormal, holding Shen Qianshu's hand, and didn't talk much.

Li Zhiyuan stayed downstairs with Shen Qianshu. Seeing them back, Shen Qianshu greeted them. Shen Qianshu was stunned and remembered his appointment with Li Zhiyuan today. He felt very guilty for a moment.

"Qianshu, where have you been? Why can't you get through to your mobile phone?"

"My cell phone is dead." She was confused when she cared. She forgot to call Li Zhiyuan, and her mobile phone ran out of power later.

Tong Hua asked, "little boss, what are you doing with my mommy?"

"Oh... That..."