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Li Nuanyang looked straight at her, and at this moment, the hand that was still on the trigger finally pressed it down without hesitation.

boom!

Harsh gunshots rang out.

Bai Wan resignedly closed her eyes.

But the expected pain did not come. Instead, Ji Yao's painful screams were heard.

Bai Wan opened her eyes hesitantly and saw Ji Yao's legs covered in blood, howling in pain while covering her wounds, while Li Nuanyang's gun had been turned and pointed at her.

Ji Yao's face was full of disbelief, and she screamed in pain: "Li Nuanyang, you little bastard, how dare you hurt your own mother!"

After cursing, Ji Yao still felt angry, so she picked up a stool on the side and hit Li Nuanyang on the head: "I'll beat you to death, you bastard!"

Bai Wan was shocked and hugged Li Nuanyang subconsciously.

Before she could avoid it, the heavy wooden stool hit her back hard.

"Well..." Bai Wan groaned in pain, and the smell of blood filled her mouth.

She forced it down and looked at Li Nuanyang in her arms with concern. After making sure that he was not affected, she breathed a sigh of relief.

After Li Nuanyang smelled the familiar scent on her body, his originally indifferent eyes trembled slightly.

His body shivered slightly, and he stiffly shouted: "Mom..."

Listening to the child's uneasiness and fear, and then looking at his empty eyes, Bai Wan was instantly heartbroken.

And she thought Li Nuanyang's "mom" was calling Ji Yao, and felt a little sad, so she didn't respond.

The next second, Li Nuanyang dropped the gun in his hand, hugged her with his backhand, and said again with a choked voice: "Mom!"

This call was loud and full of power.

Seeing Li Nuanyang wake up, Bai Wan was instantly ecstatic and hugged him excitedly: "Yangyang, good Yangyang, you are finally back, I scared my mother to death."

Looking at the mother and son hugging each other and crying bitterly in front of her, Ji Yao only felt ironic.

That is obviously her son!

She was born in ten months of pregnancy!

He actually called another woman mom in front of her?

She also slandered her, her biological mother, because of other women!

Countless anger accumulated in her chest. While Ji Yao was sad, she also felt like she was going to explode.

She screamed, ignoring the pain in her legs, and hit Bai Wan again with the stool.

"I'm going to kill you, kill you!"

She wants to kill all those who bully her.

The person before was right, Li Nuanyang was just an ignorant white-eyed wolf with no conscience at all.

She would have no illusions about him. Only by killing him could she ensure that no one would make her so sad again.

This time Bai Wan reacted instantly and escaped with Li Nuanyang in her arms.

Ji Yao jumped into the air, grabbed the stool frantically, screamed, pointed at Li Nuanyang's nose and cursed.

"Li Nuanyang, you little beast, you are a cold-blooded animal just like your father who died long ago!"

"If I had known that one day you would recognize a thief as your father and help outsiders bully me, my own mother, I should have strangled you to death the moment you were born, lest you live to disgust me."

The sharp curses were like invisible sharp knives, which reminded Li Nuanyang uncontrollably of some memories from his childhood.

It was cold and damp in the dark room, and he was so hungry that he curled up into a ball and gnawed on his fingers.

At that time, he could not even walk steadily and was still a little baby who could only crawl on the ground.

Ji Yao, however, was able to make up her mind and leave him alone, locking him in the room alone and ignoring him.

Occasionally, he would cry and make noise to the neighbors, causing Ji Yao to be complained. Ji Yao would beat him and then cover his mouth with a silk scarf.

Put him in the closet and make sure he doesn't cry again before letting him out.

At such a young age, he didn't understand what he had done wrong to deserve to be treated like that.

He cried for his mother, cried to apologize, cried to beg for a hug and a touch.

But in the end, what fell on him were only countless slaps and fists.