The only favorite of the wealthy: the black-bellied president is busy chasing his wife

Feng Qingqing couldn't believe that Jun Yao dared to do this at such a time, holding the whip tightly with one hand, the veins were bulging, and the nails and the whip were sinking into the palm of her hand.

"Very good, very good! I'm here today to see how tough your two big and small bastards are!"

After Feng Qingqing finished speaking, another whip mercilessly hit Jun Yao's face, and Jun Yao's face was immediately beaten to pieces. Jun Yao gritted his teeth tightly to keep himself from crying.

For such a young child, who is only a little over five years old, Feng Qingqing has really gone crazy at this moment with such a ruthless hand.

Of course, one whip was not enough, Feng Qingqing pulled the whip down again, and slapped Jun Yao's neck so hard that the servants around couldn't bear to see it.

What a good-looking little boy, he knows how to protect his mother at such a young age, it seems that he can't survive.

The people next to him thought this way, and saw Feng Qingqing grabbing the whip and whipping it dozens of times, and every blow was the same as beating Jun Manli, and they were all in obvious places.

It's appalling.

Jun Manli squinted her eyes and held back all her strength, before calling out weakly: "Qingqing, I...I...beg..."

Even the servants nearby couldn't hear such a weak voice, but Feng Qingqing put down the whip when she heard it, looked at Jun Manli, asked people to keep pressing Jun Yao so that nothing would happen, and then stood up by herself.

Approaching Jun Manli: "What's wrong? Do you feel distressed? Seeing your son being beaten like this, why do you feel distressed?"

Jun Manli nodded weakly: "Yes, my heart hurts, so I beg you to let him go, he is still young, and you are also a mother, so let him go, come to me... come to me!"

"Okay, please beg me!" Seeing Jun Manli's miserable appearance, Feng Qingqing immediately felt extremely refreshed, so refreshed, she was finally able to torture this bitch.

She was finally able to get back everything she had lost, her dignity as the young lady of the Feng family, Jiang Haoyu's love, and Xu Liang's favor.Everything she lost, she had to get back from Jun Manli.

She thought that as long as she tortured Jun Manli to death, these things would come back.

"I...beg...you, I...please...you." Jun Manli was hanging on the iron pillar, saying every word with tears of blood.

Feng Qingqing smiled foolishly: "Hehe, Jun Manli, you also have today. I thought you would always look arrogant and indifferent when encountering things. I didn't expect you to beg me sometimes, hahaha..."

"Jun Manli, it's just a pity, it's too late, whether it's you or your child, I... want him to die!"

Feng Qingqing smiled, and pushed Jun Manli. Jun Manli, who was hanging there rigidly, swayed, and the swinging weight rubbed against Jun Manli's wrist. The iron manuscript seemed to be Her wrist was strangled.

Jun Manli was in so much pain that she really wanted to cry out, but unfortunately she didn't even have the sound to scream. She narrowed her eyes slightly and glanced at Jun Yao who was screaming and almost out of breath.

"Mom, mom, hold on, it's okay, mom... Mom..." Jun Yao really hoped that someone would come to save them at this moment. The first thing that came to his mind was Jiang Haoyu, but Jiang Haoyu didn't know yet Jun Manli has been arrested.

Because he didn't want to bear the crime of treason, Jiang Haoyu finally gave up his resistance when the President appeared and was willing to accept the investigation.