He is more fickle than Fengyue

The car drove all the way and returned to the house.

The nanny was beaten badly by Song Qianqian. When she saw Lu Beichen, she seemed to see a savior, "Mr. Lu, since you are back, I will go to the hospital first, and Miss Song will leave it to you."

"By the way, I don't want this month's salary, and I won't come here again in the future. I can't do this job for a day."

Another vase was thrown from behind, hitting the wall beside it, and at the same time making a loud noise, it was torn apart.

"I'm leaving." The nanny turned pale with fright, rushed out the door, and escaped from this place of right and wrong.

The house was in a mess, Lu Beichen frowned, "Qianqian..."

"Brother Beichen..."

Hearing Lu Beichen's voice, Song Qianqian finally calmed down.

But when he turned around and saw Bo Yan, his eyes widened in horror, covered his ears and screamed, "Ah—"

"Thin smoke, it's thin smoke—"

Bo Yan was already tired of Song Qianqian acting all day long and watching with cold eyes.

On the contrary, Lu Beichen rushed up nervously, hugged Song Qianqian into his arms to comfort him, "Qianqian, it's fine."

"Didn't you want thin cigarettes? I brought her here. You can do whatever you want. As long as you're happy, you can do whatever you want, okay?"

"Bo Yan, come here for me!!"

Bo Yan knew what would happen next, but she had no choice but to follow it.

She took a deep breath and walked over with heavy steps.

Song Qianqian went crazy when she saw Bo Yan, "It's all yours, it's all your fault!!"

She broke free from Lu Beichen's arms, grabbed Bo Yan's hair without saying a word, and smashed her head against the wall.

Bo Yan was dizzy from being hit, and instinctively wanted to resist.

"Bo Yan, you dare to fight back!!"

The gloomy voice, like the evil spirits of the Nine Layers of Hell, made Bo Yan give up struggling in an instant.

Bo Yan could only grit her teeth, resisting Song Qianqian's punches and kicks.

"Bo Yan, it's all your fault."

"It's all your fault that I got spoiled."

It was obviously Song Qianqian who eloped with other men because she was afraid of living a hard life.

In the end, I didn't expect to meet a scumbag who sold her like a commodity when he had no money to spend. She was locked up in the cellar by a group of men and violated day and night. After more than half a year, it's strange now Come on your own head.

Bo Yan wanted to tell her she deserved it, but she was in so much pain that she couldn't even speak.

Song Qianqian's attack was really ruthless, fists fell on her body like raindrops, especially on her wound on purpose.

The wound that had just been sutured opened, and blood flowed everywhere. She felt like vomiting in pain, and every cell seemed to be bitten by countless bugs. It was like being in hell on earth.

"Bo Yan, I hate you." Song Qianqian deliberately tossed Bo Yan by pretending to be crazy and foolish, and doubled the anger and beatings she received from Bo Yan before.

Her face and the depths of her eyes were full of madness and viciousness, she wished she could beat Bo Yan to death with her own hands.

As long as Bo Yan is dead, she will have no worries.

Thinking of this, the corners of Song Qianqian's mouth twitched. He picked up a stone and smashed it on Bo Yan's head.

It was a meteorite in Lu Beichen's collection. It was priceless and extremely hard. Bo Yan would surely die when it was dropped, "Bo Yan, go die!!"

However, just when Bo Yan was about to lose her head, Song Qianqian's slender wrist was grabbed, "Qianqian."

Lu Beichen actually stopped her.

Song Qianqian was so angry that she gritted her teeth, and when she looked at Lu Beichen, she really burst into tears, "Brother Beichen, do you even want to help Bo Yan?"

"No." Lu Beichen comforted, "I just don't want to get your hands dirty."

"Besides, if she dies, wouldn't it be better for her? If you get sick in the future, who do you want to torture people with?"

It turned out that Lu Beichen was not lying, the reason why he saved her was to torture her slowly.

She now has a deep understanding.

She suddenly felt that her body didn't seem to be in so much pain anymore, because it was nothing compared to one ten-thousandth of her heartache.

"Yes, Brother Beichen is right." Song Qianqian pointed at Bo Yan and said, "Go away, I will spare your life today."

Bo Yan was covered in blood, she gritted her teeth, stood up with difficulty while supporting the table next to her, and left with her bruised body.

But just two steps away.

"stop--"

Bo Yan walked stiffly and didn't look back, "Is there anything else?"

Lu Beichen asked coldly, "Did I let you go?"

Bo Yan turned her head, her whole body trembled from the pain, and her voice trembled again, "What else do you want?"

"I saw Song Qianqian, and she was beaten. What else are you dissatisfied with?"

"Qianqian is sick, and the nannies at home have left, so you stay and take care of her."

Bo Yan's eyes widened, she couldn't believe it, "Lu Beichen, I'm your wife, and you actually asked me to be Xiaosan's nanny?"

"Why? Don't want to?" Lu Beichen looked very indifferent, "Don't forget your mother in prison, and the bastard lying in the hospital."

"Of course, as long as you behave well enough to satisfy me, I will consider releasing your mother."

"Bo Yan, I keep my word, you should think it through yourself."

This kind of Lu Beichen made Bo Yan hate him deeply, "Okay, I'll stay."

"I hope you do what you say."

"There is a nanny's room on the first floor. You can find a room to live in. After tidying up, come out and clean up."

Bo Yan took a deep breath, "Is there anything else you want to explain?"

"There is a medicine box in the drawer, you can deal with the wound yourself."

"Okay." Bo Yan turned and left without any extra nonsense.

Song Qianqian noticed Lu Beichen's gaze, and followed Bo Yan's back just like that, a poisonous vine suddenly grew wildly in her heart.

It seems that Lu Beichen still has thin smoke in her heart, she needs to work harder.

His hand was at his side, unconsciously clenched into a fist.

Bo Yan, the good show is yet to come, just wait for the move.

"Brother Beichen, Qianqian has a stomachache."

Song Qianqian's voice pulled Lu Beichen back from his thoughts, "I'll take you back to the room to rest."