A little child didn't need to be so strong.
"Mom knows, mom knows." Gu Nian cried and said, "Don't be afraid, Little Millet Cake. Mom and dad will pick you up soon."
"Woooooooo, I'm not afraid, mom and dad don't come! They are bad people, they want-" the little guy cried.
But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a "Pak".
Little Millet Cake was slapped to the ground by Yan Chuwei.
"There is no need to say unnecessary nonsense!" Yan Chuwei said angrily. Yan Lu didn't even frown when he saw the little guy being tortured like this.
One was the man who brought him to this point.
One was the woman who betrayed him.
The children born between these two people really did not deserve his sympathy. If he hadn't been using him to attract Chu Zhaoyang and Gu Nian, or even if he had killed the little guy with his own hands, Yan Lui would not have frowned or shown the slightest reluctance.
"You also heard the voice, he is indeed in our hands." Yan Lu said coldly.
"Don't touch him again!" Gu Nian said anxiously. Yan Chuwei sneered coldly, raised her voice and said to the phone in Yan Lui's hand: "You will come over even if we don't touch him, so why should we listen to you?"
"The only ones you want to target are us." Chu Zhaoyang said in a deep voice, "Don't involved with the child."
"Hehehe, Chu Zhaoyang, Gu Nian, you guys have this day too." Yan Chuwei raised her head and laughed sharply for a long time, then said, "Aren't you awesome, Chu Zhaoyang? You can destroy whoever you want to destroy, you can easily bankrupt a family. If you have the ability, try it now! Mr. Chu, why don't you just be obedient?"
"Gu Nian, you said, if I ask you to serve several men in order to save your son, will you do it?" Yan Chuwei asked maliciously.
Gu Nian trembled. What nonsense was she talking about in front of Little Millet Cake?
"Stop talking nonsense!" Chu Zhaoyang shouted in a deep voice, "Don't touch him again before we arrive!"
"Haha, what qualifications do you have to negotiate terms with us now?" Yan Lui sneered, "I can only guarantee that there will be nothing missing on him, such as fingers, ears, eyes, etc., they will stay on him properly, but I can't guarantee his other injuries."
"Don't touch him!" Gu Nian said urgently. Yan Lui raised his wrist, glanced at the watch on his wrist, and said, "You have to arrive within one hour. After one hour, every 15 minutes, I will give you something from your son."
Yan Lu curled her lips, "So, don't think about contacting us or making arrangements. You can set off now before it's too late."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Looking at Yan Chuwei, she still looked like she was not enjoying herself.
"Okay, when they come, you can torture them as much as you want." Yan Lui said to Yan Chuwei, not letting her talk nonsense anymore. Yan Chuwei wasn't angry either.
Yan Lu made sense.
Humiliating someone through a phone was not as satisfying as being humiliated in person. Yan Chuwei stopped talking and looked at the little guy with eyes filled with hatred and malice.
The little guy got up from the ground, like a calf, unsteady, but still standing firmly.
He wiped the tears that kept flowing out of his face indiscriminately, and when he heard Gu Nian's voice, he couldn't hold back his tears.
He hated the two people who kidnapped him so much. He said to Yan Chuwei fiercely: "Ugly thing, what are you looking at!"
This "ugly" sound directly broke Yan Chuwei's strings. Ever since her face was disfigured, what she hated most was being called ugly!
The little guy didn't care about her beauty or ugliness. The reason why he scolded her like this was because he didn't know many curse words.
Except for the 'bad guys', the only other word was just 'ugly'.
That's what he say to everyone. Yan Chuwei felt that the little guy was laughing at her. Her appearance now was like a reverse scale, no one could tell.
Walking on the road, she would hold a grudge if someone looked at her too much, pushed someone in the back, or tripped someone.
Once when he was crossing the road and waiting for the traffic light, there were several middle school students, both male and female. The boys and girls were chatting and laughing. They were at the immature age of middle school students and made some jokes that the adults onlookers thought were childish.
The girl next to her looked at the scar on her face too much. Just as there were more and more people waiting for the traffic light and it was getting more and more crowded, she suddenly hid behind and quietly pushed the girl. The girl staggered and was pushed off the road, and was almost hit by a speeding vehicle. She was so frightened that she cried bloodlessly on the spot. By the time she realized someone was pushing her and shouting, Yan Chuwei had already withdrawn from the crowd and left.
Now that the little guy called her ugly again, Yan Chuwei raised her hand and slapped him again: "Say it again!"
"Ugly!" The little guy's eyes turned red with anger.
The angrier Yan Chuwei gets and the more she didn't let him speak, the more he insisted on speaking!
Looking at Yan Chuwei's face twisted in anger, the little guy actually felt happy.
The face full of scars had long lost its original whiteness, tenderness and delicacy. Both sides of the face were slapped by Yan Chuwei and became swollen, like two big steamed buns with red slap marks.
The little guy had a small face, but Yan Chuwei's big hand could hit his eyes, mouth and cheeks directly.
At this moment, the corners of his eyes were also bruised, and the corners of his mouth were broken.
Children's skin was the most tender. Yan Chuwei's strength would make even an adult look disfigured, but if it were applied to a little kid's face, it would be even worse. Now, even blinking his eyes hurts.
Tears washed over the injured area on his face, and it was burning with pain.
And there was no area left on his face that had not been injured.