Male God Please Lie Down

Ni Qingming ignored Wang Fenglan, snatched his mobile phone from Ni Rongjian's hand, and deleted the video he had just shot.

After deleting it, Ni Qingming held his mobile phone.

"I heard that you want my life?"

Ni Qingming slammed the phone to the ground.

The phone was smashed so hard by her and fell to the ground.

"My phone!"

Ni Rongjian looked at his mobile phone and looked at Ni Qingming with round eyes.

Wang Fenglan hurriedly walked in the direction of Ni Rongjian and others, but all the dishes on the ground were the bowls and chopsticks that Ni Rongjian had thrown on the ground before.

When Wang Fenglan ran over, she stepped on these bowls and chopsticks and fell to the ground.

"Ouch—"

Wang Fenglan's head was also scratched by a piece of broken porcelain.

She fell to the ground and didn't get up. Instead, she cried loudly, "You **** girl, you just want our life!"

Wang Fenglan kept crying, but Ni Qingming didn't care about them at all.

The people in this family are all cold-blooded, and they are calculating how much money they can make if they sell her.

Since they are all ruthless to her, why should she be kind to them.

Haha... I didn't teach them a good lesson, they still don't know what to do.

Ni Qingming didn't answer Wang Fenglan, but walked towards Ni Rongjian who was shrinking in the corner.

Ni Rongjian looked at her eyes as if they were full of hatred. This kind of person is not capable, and he also thinks of yin people.

"Mom, save me!"

Ni Rongjian watched as Ni Qingming came over, his eyes seemed to be eating people, and he was so scared that he started calling his mother again.

"Papa--"

Ni Qing slapped him twice, Ni Rongjian's cheeks swelled up, he was sore, he kept screaming.

Seeing Ni Rongjian like this, Wang Fenglan rushed forward to them, reaching out and pushing Ni Qingming away.

"Oh, my dear, it doesn't hurt, mom is here!"

Wang Fenglan quickly hugged Ni Rongjian in her arms. She stretched out her hand and touched Ni Rongjian's face, feeling distressed to death.

His own child, from childhood to adulthood, even if he did something wrong, he was reluctant to touch him, this dead girl dared to beat his precious son like this.

"Get out of here if you leave me, I'll pretend that I didn't have a child like you, get out of here."

Wang Fenglan stared at Ni Qingming.

"Don't think that I don't know what you did with my back. Just tell others my ID number at will... hehe..."

As Ni Qingming said, he sneered twice.

"Now this... is just the beginning. What you are saying right now is that you don't have a child like me, and I don't have a family like you! Don't hit my idea in the future, otherwise I will let you live better than die!"

Ni Qingming looked at them coldly, and kicked the table in front of him again.

When I walked to the door, I saw Ni Dayong still holding a teacup in his hand, slamming it towards him.

Ni Qingming kicked him on the face, Ni Dayong only felt his nose sore, and started crying again.

"Hey, short oil!"

Ni Dayong's nosebleeds flowed down, and he reached out his hand and touched his nose, feeling that his nose seemed to be broken.