1773 B * tch, I won't let you off

Claude fell to the ground, clutching his wrist. He was in so much pain that he wanted to die. He screamed and cursed,""Oh ... Shit ..."

"If you want the other one to break as well," Ji Mianmian said flatly,"you can continue to curse."

"..." Claude's voice stopped abruptly. He was in so much pain that he was sweating profusely. His face was red, but he did not dare to make a sound.

Ji Mianmian's strength just now made it impossible for him to struggle. He was used to alcohol, sex, and smoking marijuana all year round. Although his body was young, it was almost empty. He could not resist Ji Mianmian's strength.

Madam Murong watched coldly. She did not show anything on her face when Ji Mianmian broke Claude's wrist, but a gloating sneer flashed across her eyes. She had long hated her husband's nephew to the core. Unfortunately, she was an elder and her husband did not say anything. As an aunt, she could not say anything.

In her eyes, Claude was just a pile of mud, a low-level gangster, a scumbag.

Now that she saw that he had finally been dealt with, Madam Murong's heart was filled with joy.

She took a deep breath and walked over."What's going on? what's going on?"

Seeing Madam Murong come over, Claude screamed,""My wrist, my wrist ... Save me ..." He cried.

"Someone, take him to the hospital," Madam Murong said, hiding her disdain.

Two men came to help Claude away, and he shouted,""Stinky Yu| Zi, just you wait, I won't let you off ..."

Murong Mian, who was about to let him go, suddenly called out,""Wait a moment."

He would not allow anyone to bully his wife in front of him.

Murong Mian smiled. Her smile was warm and harmless."Biao older brother's hand is broken, one should at least make things clear before and after right? Otherwise, I'll always feel bad. "

Claude thought that Murong Mian was afraid and that he had asked his mother to come and settle the score with him. He was instantly pleased and felt that his wrist didn't hurt as much anymore."Alright, since you've said so, you must give me an explanation. Otherwise, I won't let this matter rest so easily."

Claude had already made up his mind. As long as Murong Mian apologized to him, he wouldn't blow up this matter.

Then, he would ask for Ji Mianmian. When the time came, he would torture her.

"Cousin, you're right. We can't let this matter rest so easily," Murong Mian smiled.

Madam Murong was baffled as she watched from the side. What was he trying to do? Was he going to make peace with Claude, that scumbag? Didn't he say that Ji Mianmian was the person he loved the most and that he was willing to give up everything for her?

Then what was his attitude now?

Ji Mianmian shook her head, thinking that she should light three candles for Claude.

Stupid human, he really thought that Murong Mian was trying to make peace with him. Hehe ... Just wait and see.

"Someone, can anyone tell me what happened just now?" Murong Mian asked.

A maid quickly walked up to Claude. She was the one who introduced Ji Mianmian as a guest. She said,""Young master, I ..."

"You tell me." Murong Mian pointed at the maid who had been beaten up by Claude.

The maid's face was already swollen, the corners of her lips were cracked and there were some blood stains, and her hair was messy. She hurriedly limped over and said,"young master, it's like this ..."