"Fuck, you know how dare you make a mistake"

"Papa pa pa"

Another loud slap in the face caused Yang Huamei's nose to bleed.

"Do you know what's wrong?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Yang Huamei choked with sobs, shook her head and nodded, feeling confused.

"Hey, I hate you crying the most."

Yang Ruoqing waved her hand and slapped her again.

Yang Huamei didn't dare to cry anymore and bit her lip hard.

"Why didn't you cry when I hit you?" Yang Ruoqing asked next.

Before Yang Huamei had time to express her position, Yang Ruoqing frowned.

"It's too disrespectful. Okay, then I'll beat you until you cry."

As she spoke, she grabbed Yang Huamei's hair, pressed her head and hit her on the ground.

"Bang bang bang"

When Mrs. Tan heard the noise, she rushed to the house.

Yang Huamei had been beaten until she had only half a breath left.

One face was swollen into a pig's head, as if a dye shop had been opened on the face.

If it weren't for the bright red floral dress that Mrs. Tan was familiar with, she might not have been able to recognize that the mountain of flesh lying on the ground was her daughter.

"Meier, my son, my life"

Mrs. Tan threw herself next to Yang Huamei and howled so hard that her heart was broken.

Yang Ruoqing ignored Mrs. Tan and turned around to go to the old Yang family's kitchen.

After a while she returned to the house.

Mrs. Tan still didn't have the strength to help Yang Huamei up.

Yang Huamei lay on the ground with her arms and legs spread out, crying and convulsing.

At the same time, he complained to Mrs. Tan with a leaky mouth.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing leave and come back again, Yang Huamei cried even harder.

Tan's eyes seemed to be burning with two balls of fire.

Let go of Yang Huamei and rush towards Yang Ruoqing.

She held her dear daughter in her heart and raised her with courage, and she was not willing to lay a finger on her.

He was beaten into a pig's head by Fat Ya

If I don’t tear off Fat Ya’s face, I won’t be able to live anymore.
Chapter completed!