my girlfriend is the president

"Oh! Xiao Jian, I want to discuss something with you." Yelia suddenly remembered something and said.

"Well, you said."

"In the past few days, I suddenly couldn't contact my mother. I was very worried. I said that I haven't been back to visit her for so many years. I want to go back to Russia to see my mother." Yelia said with tears in her eyes.

"Yelia, that's what it should be. If it doesn't work, let's just bring the old man here. How nice it is to be a family together." Xiao Jian said.

"Actually, I think so too, Xiao Jian, I'll listen to you, bring my mother here, and I'll leave early tomorrow morning." Yelia said.

"Don't be in such a hurry, tomorrow I will ask Yanran to help you contact the Russian Aviation Administration, and you can go back on our special plane." Xiao Jian said.

"Xiao Jian, I don't want to make too much publicity. Tomorrow there will be a flight back to Huaxia. I can just transfer from Jinghua City to Kiev City." Yelia rejected Xiao Jian's kindness.

"Okay, let Tang Yin go back with you just to be on the safe side." Tang Yin is Xiao Jian's chief guard, he is very loyal to Xiao Jian, and his skills are very good. After Xiao Jian's recent instruction, his kung fu has improved to a higher level. Enough to deal with emergencies.

"No, otherwise mom would think I brought my boyfriend home. Hehe, I can do it by myself, ordinary men can't rely on me." Yelia joked.

Xiao Jian knew that Yelia was telling the truth. Under the influence of the essence in Xiao Jian's body, these women's physical fitness had undergone qualitative changes. It is also difficult for the bodyguards to defeat them.

"Well, be careful. Since you have to leave early tomorrow, you should rest quickly." After Xiao Jian finished speaking, with a wave of his hand, the lights in the room went out...

Kiev is the third largest city in Russia.

Yelia dragged the beige suitcase out of the terminal.

"Miss, where are you going? Take my car, and I have a formal receipt."

"Beauty, private car, old driver, I promise to take you to your destination safely, and it's cheap."

"Beauty, take my car, no money, free delivery."

……

A group of taxi drivers came forward to solicit customers one after another, and some people took the opportunity to take advantage of their mouths.

I finally went home, and I could finally see my mother who misses day and night.Yelia breathed the long-lost air in her hometown, and was in a particularly good mood, and didn't care the slightest bit about the harassment from these drivers.

"Okay, I'll take your car." Yelia said to a middle-aged driver.

"Hey! Thank you. I'll help you with your luggage." The driver hurriedly helped Yelia put the suitcase into the trunk, and opened the co-pilot's door for her graciously, "You won't get motion sickness if you sit in the front."

After getting in the car, Yelia told the driver the address, and the taxi drove to Kiev.

"Miss, your accent sounds like a local, right?" The driver was able to grab the job, and it was a beautiful passenger, and he was also in a particularly comfortable mood. He was afraid that the passenger would be left out, so he started to strike up a conversation if he had nothing to say.

"Yes, but I haven't been back for four or five years. I came back this time to visit my mother." Seeing the familiar yet unfamiliar environment outside the window, Yelia's heart was surging.

"Miss, you seem to have a nice face. I have to remind you that the place you are going to is very chaotic and the law and order are very poor. You'd better be careful and don't go out alone at night." The driver kindly reminded.

"Oh? The situation wasn't so bad when I left home." Yelia didn't care, just felt strange.

"You don't know that the skinheads in Kiev have unified most of Russia's underground world in the past few years. This is the lair of the skinheads. There are many people who use the banner of the skinheads to run amok. Even the police dare not control them. These people kill and set fires, sell guns, and do everything. It’s better during the day, but at night this is their world,” the driver said.

"Thank you, I will pay attention." Yelia said gratefully to the driver.

Four or ten minutes later, the taxi arrived downstairs at Yelia's house, "Don't look for it! Thank you."

Yelia took out two hundred dollars and handed it to the driver. The driver was very excited. This is his usual weekly income. This beauty is really generous and bright!

The driver quickly helped Yelia take out the salute, then turned the car and sped away, as if he was afraid that Yelia would repent.

This is an old-fashioned five-story residential building. The walls are covered with icicles formed by dripping water pipes. The underground hot air manhole cover is steaming with steam. very.

Yelia carried the suitcase and climbed up to the fourth floor. As soon as he reached the door of the house, he heard a fierce argument coming from inside, mixed with the crackling of slaps.

"You sucker, why do you have so little money these two days?" A man's voice was very fierce.

"It's so cold, who would come out to have fun?" Yelia recognized the voice of her mother, Marilena.

"Damn it, is it because you didn't put your heart into it? How can such a small amount of money be enough to pay off the debt?" The man scolded.

"Don't do this, can you? My daughter will send me the money, and I will pay you back when the time comes." Marilena said.

"Damn! Who knows if your daughter is dead or alive. I haven't heard from you for so long. Maybe she's already dead outside. Don't think about it. You should obediently work for me and earn more money to pay back the debt." The man continued scolded.

"Shenkonev, you can beat me and scold me, but you can't curse my daughter, or you will die badly." Marilena yelled loudly, and Yelia could hear that this was the mother's last dignity defending her. own daughter.

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"You bastard! I'll fight you!" Marilena would never allow anyone to insult her daughter, and Yelia could tell that her mother must be desperate with the men in the room.

"Snapped!"

The crisp slap sound reached Yelia's ears, "How dare you catch me, believe it or not, I'll kill you."

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

There was the sound of slaps, and the sound of mother's pain. Mom was being beaten by that man!
Yelia couldn't help being furious, she raised her slender legs, and with a chop, the lock broke, and the door swung open.