In the last days, people spend crazy money to buy equipment.

Suddenly there was a little girl sitting at the table eating breakfast. Mu Yan, who was the last to get up, rubbed his eyes and looked at her in disbelief.

"Where did you pick up the baby from?"

"Ask Sensen." Zhuo Chang pointed at Shen Musen with a bun in her hand.

Shen Musen blew the porridge in the bowl to cool down and took a small sip without replying. He turned to Cui Xi, who was concentrating on chewing the buns and his mouth was full of oil. He handed over a tissue and said calmly, "Go home after eating."

Cui Xi stopped chewing the buns. She blinked her big eyes and looked at Shen Musen innocently, begging: "Sister, I want to stay with you."

"Your father came to see you this morning."

When Cui Xi heard the word "father", her body trembled subconsciously, her eyes dodge a little, she lowered her head and stopped talking. She took a bite of the bun and held it in her hand.

Zhuo Chang couldn't bear it. She stood up and pulled Shen Musen aside, and discussed in a low voice: "Her bastard father will suffer even if he is sent back. How about we take her in?"

Shen Musen pursed his lips and looked back at Mu Yan and Qi Heng at the table, who were comforting her. He turned to Zhuo Chang and said, "Cui Bing went to see Wu Gang today, and Wu Gang came to talk to me."

Zhuo Chang frowned, with a look of doubt on her face, but soon understood the meaning of Shen Musen's words and lowered her voice: "How did he know it was you? Didn't you say that no one saw anyone when you brought her back?"

Wu Gang knocked on the door this morning. When he said this, Shen Musen also felt strange, but soon figured out that Cui Bing abused his children and everyone in the villa area probably knew that Cui Xi should have run out more than once. No one dares to care about them.

Firstly, this is other people's family affairs, and secondly, in this world, I can hardly take care of myself, so I still have time to care about other people's affairs.

When Wu Gang came to the door, he also had the attitude of asking people to send the child back as soon as possible.

After Zhuo Chang heard Shen Musen explain the whole story, she looked at the thin figure sitting at the table and felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. More importantly, she couldn't do anything about such a father on the stall.

"It's okay to send him back, but is there really no way to stop the evildoer? Speaking of domestic violence men makes my hands itch." Zhuo Chang gritted his teeth as he rubbed his hands and feet.

"Of course there is a way." Shen Musen's mouth curved, his eyes were bright, and his quirky expression was like a little fox.

Seeing her like this, Zhuo Chang knew from her understanding of Shen Musen that she was holding back something harmful, so she quickly put her ear to her and said with a smile, "Tell me about it."

"Aren't your hands itchy? I'll find you a panacea that can cure all your ailments." Shen Musen glanced at Zhuo Chang's clenched fist and suggested.

Zhuo Chang understood instantly.

Mu Yan and Qi Heng, who were coaxing the child, looked at Zhuo Chang, who was smiling and looking at each other, confused. Wasn't she just fighting for the child? What's going on with the okay expression now?

Zhuo Changxin put it back in her stomach and felt happy. She touched Cui Xi's head and put another bun for her. She urged with a smile: "Don't be unhappy. Come, have something hot. My sisters will give it to you later." go home."

Qi Heng understood what he said, but Mu Yan was still pestering Zhuo Chang.

Before setting off, Mu Yan grabbed Qi Heng and muttered to him: "Do you want to persuade the boss again? I always feel that this is not her style of doing things. In my heart, the boss has a cold temper, but his heart is not cold. "

Qi Heng suppressed a smile and complained in his heart that he was an idiot, but he still decrypted it for him. He motioned to Mu Yan to look at the object in Zhuo Chang's hand and said with a suppressed smile: "Guess, why did she bring a golf club when she went out, and she had to make sure it was solid?" of."

"After seeing Cui Xi off, why don't you go play ball on the way?"

There was no hope. Qi Heng shook his head and went on to do his morning functional exercises.

Zhuo Chang pulled Cui Xi, who was only up to her waist, and walked slowly in front, while Shen Musen followed silently behind him, looking at the surrounding environment.

Until Cui Xi brought them to a house, the garbage in the front yard was piled up like a mountain, and the stench continued to emit. The most common ones were beer bottles littered everywhere, and the cloth strips hanging on the door were dirty and the original color could not be seen. .

Shen Musen stepped on the garbage, frowning slightly, his cold face showing disgust.

"Let me go. The father you picked up is not afraid of respiratory tract infection." The stench reached her nose. Zhuo Chang pinched her nose and wrinkled her eyebrows with an expression of uncontrollable disgust.

Cui Xi looked at the two of them, with a layer of embarrassment on her face. Her bruised hands tugged at her clothes, and she said with a dry smile: "Sister, just send me here. Cui Xi can go in by himself."

Zhuo Chang said "Yes" and said to her: "Knock on the door first, and we will watch you go in."

Cui Xi nodded obediently and moved up the steps faster, fearing that if he walked slower, the people behind him would stay in the garbage pile for a while.

She was grateful to be taken in by her two sisters for a night and to eat delicious steamed buns.

Not only did the two sisters dislike their home, but she herself didn't like it either, but no one was willing to take her in.

The two of them looked at Cui Xi standing at the door, took a deep breath, and then slowly raised their hands and knocked on the door.

Scattered sounds of things being pushed to the ground soon came from inside, and there were also faint sounds of men cursing.

Cui Xi turned around and smiled at the two people in the yard: "Sister, let's go quickly, me!" Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by a sudden movement and cried out in pain.

The moment the door opened, an unkempt, short and fat middle-aged man emerged from the room. He pulled Cui Xi's hair hard with his wide palms with yellow nails. He had a fierce face and said obscene and shameless words.

"You little bastard! You're just like your mother! If you don't come home, you'll always run out. Come on, let me come in. I'll break your legs today. I'll see if you can run away!"

After saying this, he was about to drag Cui Xi closer to the house. Cui Xi firmly grabbed his hand and struggled to beg for mercy. "Dad, Dad, I was wrong, I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again next time."

The girl's plea was extremely pitiful, but the brute force on her head did not weaken even one bit.

Cui Xi put down her hands in despair, the light in her eyes slowly extinguished, and Cui Bing still dragged her into the house like a shabby doll, quietly facing the endless torture.

Cui Bing bared his big yellow teeth and prepared to close the door. He found that he pulled hard but the door didn't move at all.

He turned around and saw two good-looking girls standing at the door. One of them, a young and sweet girl with a high ponytail, held the edge of the door with one hand and smiled at him, but her eyes looked like she was looking at a dead person.

Another girl with short hair has a cold face and dark black pupils, cold and deep, more like the god of death.

Zhuo Chang held on to the threshold and raised her lips at him, her smile not reaching her eyes: "I heard that you like to beat children very much?"

Cui Xi's body shook uncontrollably, and she subconsciously let go of Cui Xi and took a few steps back into the house.

"Who are you? Who let you enter my house? Get out of here! Two stinky bitches!"

Cui Bing felt angry inside, but seeing that they were two girls, the initial timidity gradually disappeared due to the fact that women are less powerful than men, and they were replaced by a ruthless look, so vicious that they asked people to get out.

Zhuo Chang took out the club from behind, with a rather regretful expression, "Sure enough, all scum have a common problem, that is, they are not polite."