Song Qiyue could hardly reflect the movement. Her hands were already pressed by the women. Her shoulders sank, and she was forced to suppress them. She bent her knees and fell to the ground. Her arms were also grabbed, and everything around her was clearly soaked in the sun, but suddenly, it became so dark that she seemed to be unable to see the sunshine clearly anymore.

"Miss July, you'd better tell the truth." Sister Jiang spoke in front.

explain?

What do you want her to say?

At this moment, I really can't explain it clearly. Song Qiyue only said, "I don't! No, it's not. Ask a hundred times, there's no!"

"Then don't blame us." Sister Jiang stood there coldly, frowned slightly, and then winked at the women.

Immediately, the vine was taken over, but suddenly it whipped Song Qiyue's leg!

pain!

A sudden pain came, and Song Qiyue felt only a whip pain. She bit her teeth and prevented herself from making a sound!

The vine continued to slam the legs, and was beaten on one side. Song Qiyue's gaze dazed to meet Mrs. Mo in front of her.

I still remember that when I was a child, I would be punished every time I made a mistake, not that I had been beaten. My uncle was serious and would not indulge her. He just called the housekeeper to discipline her. As soon as he held the feather duster in his hand, he hit her calves. Sometimes he became angry and snatched it directly, but he did it himself.

The most common one is to kneel down to the East Hall, kneel down in front of the ancestors of the Song family for one night, and not be allowed to eat and reflect on it.

But it has never been like this, completely, like a kind of humiliation.

Song Qiyue was pressed and thumped, and she shouted, "Did I say it? I've already said it!"

Mrs. Mo was still sitting there, her noble and beautiful face was like a sculpture.

Sister Jiang said, "You didn't tell the truth."

Song Qiyue endured the pain and shouted, "What is the truth! Tell me, what is it? Did I tell you a satisfactory answer? Is this the truth? Is this the family rules of the Mo family?"

"You are arrogant!" The woman beside her shouted, and the other man beat him even harder.

Song Qiyue struggled, "Let me go! I want to see Zhengyan! I want to see him!"

"The young master is very busy and has no time to care about these trivial matters." Sister Jiang replied, "Miss July, why should you suffer such hardship? Just tell the truth."

"This is simply a traitor. Such family rules are too old and ridiculous!" The rebellious in the bones began to feel unbearable. If he was still patient at the beginning, then Song Qiyue would now resist.

"You don't have the right to treat me like this!" Song Qiyue shouted, and she pushed away the woman who suppressed her.

"Ah--" The woman almost staggered and held the table and chair.

But outside the side hall, someone came to the old house.

The woman got out of the car and entered the villa. She looked at the person who greeted her, "Butler Zhao."

"Miss Luo Zheng, why are you here?" Mr. Zhao greeted.

Luo Zheng said, "It was Aunt Fu who asked me to come. Didn't she tell you?"

Just yesterday, Luo Zheng received a call from the old house. Sister Jiang informed her that Mrs. Mo asked her to come this afternoon. Luo Zheng had already thought about why, and she came as promised.

"Mrs. Didn't give me any orders."

"Is Aunt Fu here?" Luo Zheng asked again.

Mr. Zhao said, "Miss Luo Zheng, please come in and sit and rest. I will go and ask your wife for instructions."

"Okay." Luo Zheng came to the main hall and sat down and waited.

Butler Zhao immediately went to the side hall.

There was a mess in the side hall. Song Qiuyue pushed down the women, causing a mess.

Butler Zhao came in. Seeing this messy scene, he walked by very calmly, as if he had never seen it, and came to Mrs. Mo, "Madam, Miss Luo Zheng has arrived."

"Tell her that I don't have time to see her today and let her go back." Mrs. Mo replied.

"Yes, madam."

Butler Zhao answered the words and immediately came out again. The corridor was very deep, but an order came, "Come!"

Luo Zheng was still sitting in the main hall. At this moment, she heard the command and recognized the sound. This was Sister Jiang!

But immediately, a few women walked in outside the main hall. These women were young and looked very skillful. They walked past Luo Zheng and headed towards the side hall.

Luo Zheng was still holding a teacup in her hand. She didn't understand why, but the atmosphere was already so tense.

What happened?

Butler Zhao replied at this time, "Miss Luo Zheng, I'm sorry, my wife is afraid there is no time to see you today, so please go back first."

"It's okay." Luo Zheng smiled, and she put down the teacup.

Just in a vague situation, Luo Zheng heard another shout, "Let go—"

This made Luo Zheng look at him again!

"Butler Zhao, what's wrong?" Luo Zheng couldn't help asking.

Butler Zhao smiled and said, "Nothing is wrong, Miss Luo Zheng."

However, Luo Zheng clearly heard this other voice, as if it was her, as if it was Song Qiyue!

"Let me go - you don't have the right to do this-" The scolding disappeared, probably because the door was closed.

Luo Zheng didn't know what was going on, but she was instinctively confused and wanted to go forward to see what was going on. So she stood up and did not leave immediately, but walked towards the side hall.

"Miss Luo Zheng!" Butler Zhao stopped her.

"Butler Zhao, I have something to say to Aunt Fu." Luo Zheng dealt with him and slowly walked towards the side hall.

The closer you get, the more you hear it clearly.

"Calm down on Miss July!"

"Let me go! You don't have the right to do this! It's illegal for you to do this!"

Luo Zheng was finally stopped by Butler Zhao and refused to let her move forward. She was stunned, "Butler Zhao, is July inside?"

"Miss Luo Zheng, you might as well please come back." Butler Zhao only said one sentence.

"What mistake did she make? Do you want to treat her like this?" Luo Zheng asked again.

But Mr. Zhao just said, "Miss Luo Zheng, please come back."

Luo Zheng's steps stopped there, and the messy sound came from her ears, making her unable to move forward, but she seemed unable to leave!

"Miss July, aren't you telling the truth?"

"Zhou Suhe and I have nothing! He and I are innocent! You can't treat me like this!"

"Continue to fight!"

Everything was chaotic, and Luo Zheng was not sure where to know that the Mo family rules were so strict. Just like back then, she was here, just in this side hall, accepting questions and punishments. For a moment, her breathing was suffocated and her body was trembling.

In the side hall, Sister Jiang gave another order, and the women stepped forward and grabbed Song Qiyue again!

Song Qiyue scolded, but again, he was pressed down and kneeled on the ground!

This time, it seemed that she was powerless to resist anymore. Her arm was grabbed. She raised her head and glanced at Sister Jiang. She looked at Mrs. Mo who was sitting behind her. Song Qiyue said, "You can't treat me like this!"

"Miss Luo Zheng!" Butler Zhao's shouting became a little stern, signaling her to leave immediately.

Luo Zheng's eyebrows were furrowed. She couldn't fight it. She seemed to want to escape the past. She almost instinctively retreated, and the pace of progress stopped. She turned slowly, but ran out of the villa with rapid steps. She got into the car, and the key was held in her hand, but she could not insert it into the correct position.

Suddenly, the sunlight of the car glass in front of her shone down, making her dizzy.

Everything was chaotic, but the words "You can't treat me like this" were entrenched in my ears. Luo Zheng immediately took out her cell phone and dialed the number, but no one answered Mo Zhengyan's cell phone. She immediately called He Sangsang and finally got through!

"Sangsang, is Mr. Mo by your side? Is he here?" Luo Zheng trembled as he spoke.

"Miss Luo Zheng, Mr. Mo is having a meeting." He Sangsang said on the other end.

"Sangsang, listen to me! Tell Mr. Mo immediately that July is in the old house, she is in the old house now! Let him come back soon! Did you hear it? Let him come back soon!" Luo Zheng shouted almost collapsed.

He Sangsang seemed to realize that something was wrong, and she immediately said, "I understand."

After hanging up the line, Luo Zheng didn't know what to do at this moment and where to go. But the memory was originally blurred, but it became deeper. She held the steering wheel and wanted to escape all this. But as soon as the accelerator was stepped on, she abandoned the car and ran to the villa again.

"Miss Luo Zheng!" Butler Zhao shouted.

"Butler Zhao, get out of the way!" Luo Zheng pushed him away, and she forced her way forward in the side hall. When she walked to the door, she heard Song Qiyue say, "Let me go! I am pregnant with Zheng Yan's child! You can't treat me like this!"

Luo Zheng was stunned for a moment!

A group of people gathered in the side hall. After Song Qiyue's protests were fruitless, she was exhausted and suddenly realized that she could not escape. Her legs were so heavy and her body was in pain. She suddenly became scared and she shouted, "I am pregnant with Zhengyan's child!"

In an instant, everyone stopped!

Sister Jiang was stunned. She stopped moving and had to look back at Mrs. Mo.

Mrs. Mo looked at her and she finally spoke again, "What did you say?"

"I am pregnant with Zheng Yan's child! You can't hit me like this! Something will happen to the child!" Song Qiyue's sweat oozed out, but she was so distressed, but she asked.

"Are you sure? Are you pregnant?" Mrs. Mo asked again.

Song Qiyue paused for a moment. She didn't know if she was really pregnant. She even asked questions yesterday. She was afraid to confirm because she didn't know what the result would be. She even thought that she would go for a checkup after meeting Miss Tao this afternoon, but who knew that it would be like this.

"Answer!" Mrs. Mo shouted coldly.

"I don't know..." Song Qiyue was so confused that she was so helpless. "I have always had a bad appetite recently and wanted to vomit. I haven't had time to do a checkup. But you can't do this. If I have it, I will hurt my baby and he..."

Mrs. Mo looked at her, so indifferent, "Even you don't know if you are pregnant with a child. Even if you are pregnant, it's hard to say that it's Zhengyan."

"It's his! If there is, it must be Zhengyan's!"

"Even if it is one in ten thousand, I will not let it exist!" Mrs. Mo's voice sounded coldly, condescending to her despair.

"No! My child! Please!" Song Qiyue even forgot to cry, and she could not shed tears.
Chapter completed!