Dear Mr. Shi

Song Qinghuan squeezed her hand fiercely, leaned over her ear, and warned murderously: "Zhang Jie, I tell you, if you dare to hurt my daughter, I will kill you! Definitely!!!"

"Okay, you killed, then you kill me now," Zhang Jie, who was lying on the car, turned back and screamed at Song Qinghuan.

She said word by word, coldly and fiercely: "Song Qinghuan, I tell you, when I was thrown away by Shi Yuhan, my heart was already dead, and my people are just walking dead. Kill me you kill me now, you kill me now, you never want to get your daughter back, then your daughter will be raised by drug prostitutes just like what I just said, and then they will let your daughter When she grew up, she took drugs and worked as a prostitute, letting others poke her spine every day and scold her, and let her sleep with thousands of people!"

"Ah! Zhang Jie, you are really too cruel!" Song Qinghuan was going crazy, grabbed Zhang Jie and kept pressing on the car, and repeatedly asked: "Where is my daughter? Where is my daughter? ?"

"No matter how ruthless I am, I don't have time to keep away from the cold. My unfeeling is to learn from the time." Zhang Jie kicked back with both legs, but couldn't hurt Song Qinghuan.

She angrily said: "Song Qinghuan, wanting your daughter, it's very simple, just do what I said, let everything end, and then everything will start again. Otherwise, you know..."

Tears couldn't help but slid out of Song Qinghuan's eyes.

Looking back, Zhang Jie looked at Song Qinghuan’s tears and sneered: "If you dare to tell Shi Yuhan, you will never find your daughter back. Zhang Jie is not an ordinary child, I want to hide. A child, even if you kill me and kill my whole family, I will still be able to hide strictly."

Song Qinghuan gritted her teeth and glared at Zhang Jie, "Zhang Jie, you are crazy, you are really crazy, how can you treat a newborn child like this, you will get retribution!!"

After that, Zhang Jie was pumped, then pulled off the car, and then pushed to the ground fiercely!

Zhang Jie, who fell straight down like this, directly scratched his hands and knees.

Seeing the red marks on the palms of her hands, Zhang Jie was so angry that she was about to vomit blood, but she knew she couldn't beat Song Qinghuan. She, the eldest daughter, had not done any life and had little strength. She was definitely not Song Qinghuan's opponent.

But is that it?

Impossible, she must get rid of her voice.

With a sinister turn of his eyes, Zhang Jie remembered Song Qinghuan's purpose of coming to see him, and her worried expression and worried expression came to mind about her daughter.

She sneered and became more resentful, "Song Qinghuan, you just hit me very happy, right? I tell you, I can't beat you, and I won't hit you back, but I will take everything you did to me just now. One is still in your daughter's heart!"

Song Qinghuan's eyes widened in horror, and her whole body trembled.

As soon as this expression appeared, Zhang Jie knew that she had finally gained the upper hand.

She smiled cheerfully: "Why, are you afraid of your daughter being beaten to death by me, then please beg me, if you kneel down and beg me, maybe I can consider thinking about beating your daughter lighter."

"No! Don't hurt her, you..."

"Ban|People!" Zhang Jie stepped forward and slapped Song Qinghuan's face fiercely, interrupting Song Qinghuan's words: "What bargaining chip do you have, you can talk to me!!"