Chapter 454 (1/2)
Liang wanwan just pursed his lips and said helplessly, ”but also, a mother can do anything for her children.” Author's recommendation: boxing entertainment circle [ancient wear today]
”But in five years, haven't you ever thought of escaping from that spee Fort?”
”Of course, I thought about it, but at the beginning, I felt deep and small; after such a wait, he was already five years old. With his own understanding of things and characters, he became closer and closer to his adoptive father Hetun.”
Xia Yunchu sighed.
Liang curved and delicate eyebrows frowned, ”it seems that your little white eyed wolf is well fed by Hetun. And according to you, the big bitch of Li yanye and your little white eyed wolf are now in Hetun's hands?”
”Yes, they were all taken back to Spielberg by Hetun. Help me find a way around the bend! I'm worried to death! Now they are still being chased all over the street in s city.”
Xia Yunchu is almost worried to death. Not only can he not see his children, but also his husband's life and death are uncertain. Even he is now in prison.
”He Tun was able to make waves when he was in our s city. Now he has returned to speiburg, England. Isn't he more able to cover the sky with one hand?”
Because Liang curved as an outsider, her anatomy seems to be more objective and clear than Xia Yunchu as a party.
”What should I do? I can't just watch Li Yan die in Hetun at night?” Xia Yunchu sighed again.
Liang wanwan looked at Xia Yunchu quietly and said in a slow voice, ”Xia Yunchu, do you still have a lingering love for the bitch in Li yanye?”
”Bend! When is it? You can tell me this anyway. He's still the father of my child!” Xia Yunchu was not in the mood to amuse Liang, but was worried about how to solve the matter of his son and Li yanye.
The curved curtain of Liang fell on the tea table, which was put together again by Xia Yunchu.
”This portrait was painted by Li yanye's mother to the villain in Hetun?”
Xia Yunchu nodded, ”yes.”
”I think Li yanye should be mentally ill.”
”Bend, how do you curse?”
”Don't tell me. If I were Hetun, I would tear this painting. I can't see Li yanye's fucking way.” Liang's curved tone brought her consistent clear love and hate.
”You see, a woman has been collecting the portrait of her ex husband. No, it should be said that it is the portrait of her ex boyfriend. What's the only relic she gave to her son born with her current husband? If she wasn't mentally ill, I really can't think of why she wanted to hate so much.”
Liang wanwan's words seemed to awaken Xia Yunchu at once. It also seems to understand why Hetun tore up this portrait.