Married to the Male Lead’s Brother

"Well, Lu Jue and I have met that little boy before, so we know each other."

"I'll go out with you." Fang Yuzhu watched the middle-aged man keep hitting the little boy, her fists had already hardened.

The child is so young, how does he know what? To do something to a child is simply scum. Even if the other person is the parent of the child, he shouldn't hit the child like this. This is nüè.

"No, we'll be back soon, you can eat first." Ning Zhi took Lu Jue's hand and took him out.

"I..." Fang Yu Porridge wanted to say something, but was stopped by her boyfriend Wei Xing, "Sit down and Miss Ning will solve it."

Fang Yu porridge puffed out her cheeks and chose to listen to her boyfriend, "Okay, but Sister Zhizhi is really kind, so many people around were watching, but no one went over to persuade and stop the man, now Sister Zhizhi is gone. ."

Wei Xing nodded.

Fang Yuzhu admired and admired Ning Zhi even more. She thought that it was because Ning Zhi was kind and found that something was wrong with Professor Yuan and saved her.

She sincerely hoped that Ning Zhi, a beautiful girl with a kind heart, would be happy forever.

Ning Zhi took Lu Jue to the outside, and before she got close, she heard the woman in high heels shouting angrily: "Why are you like this, even if you kill your son, don't expect me to let you go, you must be compensated."

The middle-aged man pulled the little boy's collar and said to the woman with high heels, "I don't have any money. I'll beat this stinky boy to vent your anger. When will you say enough? When will I stop."

Saying that, he slapped the little boy on the head again.

Taking a closer look, Ning Zhi found that the little boy had red fingerprints on both sides of the white and tender face. He lowered his eyes, as if it would not hurt.

It is because he didn't cry like a normal child that a woman with high heels would think that a middle-aged man was acting.

Ning Zhi lowered his eyes, and a wave of anger rose in his chest.

Beside him, five small dark clouds of lightning popped up above Lu Jue's head.

"How much money, I'll give it for the little boy." Ning Zhi couldn't help but say when the man wanted to beat the child again.

The high-heeled woman and the middle-aged man were stunned, obviously not expecting that anyone would be willing to pay.

Everyone present looked at the girl who suddenly appeared, and the tall and handsome man beside her.

The two people's outstanding appearance attracted everyone by surprise.

"How much?" Ning Zhi asked repeatedly.

"You really want to compensate me for him?" The woman in high heels couldn't believe it, how could someone be so stupid?

"You just need to say, how much?" Ning Zhi's voice was cold.

The woman in high heels gestured, "Five thousand."

Ning Zhi glanced at her, "Five thousand is enough to buy a new mobile phone, you just have a broken screen, it only takes a few hundred to replace the screen, at most one thousand."

She is rich, but not taken advantage of.

"Besides, you're walking with your head down and playing with your mobile phone. You deserve to be bumped. Now bullying a child and not letting go is shameless and shameless." Ning Zhi scolded coldly.

"Then you give me a thousand to change the screen." The woman in high heels gritted her teeth.

Ning Zhi was too lazy to argue with the other party, "Up to five hundred, if I go to the mall to investigate and monitor, I will give you nothing."

"Okay, five hundred is five hundred." The woman in high heels admitted that she was unlucky, and just wanted to take the money and leave.

After the woman with high heels left, the middle-aged man walked over with a smile on his face, "Thank you."

Ning Zhi looked at him coldly, "You shouldn't get angry with a child."

"I don't have any money, so I'm in a hurry." The middle-aged man sneered and pulled the little boy away.

Ning Zhi only now saw that the little boy was walking with a crutched leg.

Chapter 91

Ning Zhi remembered that at the scene of the hotel fire, both legs of the little boy were healthy, and there was no abnormality in trotting at that time.

But now, she watched the man in front half drag the little boy away, still swearing at him. The little boy's left leg turned badly, as if he was lame.

How is this going?

In just over a year, the little boy not only became thin and small, but his legs were lame.

Ning Zhi frowned, looking uncomfortable.

"Let's go back." Ning Zhi took Lu Jue's hand and wanted to take him back to the restaurant.

She turned her head and saw at a glance that the display frame above Lu Jue's head was full of small dark clouds of lightning, popping up one after another. His gaze was also on the little boy's crutched left leg.

He was angry at the little boy's lame foot.

I don't know if it was because of the same autism, or because Lu Jue saw his own shadow in the little boy, Ning Zhi found that Lu Jue, this little boy, had a different attitude towards other strangers.

Ning Zhi brought Lu Jue back to the restaurant, Fang Yu Porridge asked Ning Zhi what happened just now with a curious expression, and lamented that the little boy was pitiful and met unreliable parents.

She hated that parents beat their children to vent their anger, but did not know how to educate their children.

Ning Zhi's attention was all on Lu Jue next to him. A lot of small dark clouds of lightning had accumulated on top of his head, shimmering like lightning before the wind and rain.

He's been angry all the time.

When he returned, the lightning on Lu Jue's head hadn't disappeared. Ning Zhi knew that he was very concerned about the little boy.