Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

The man who was still arrogant when facing Chi Ya was now so scared that he was pissed off and kept wailing.

"Young Master Lie, I was wrong, I was really wrong. Young Master Lie, don't cripple my hand. No, I have an old one above me and a young one below me. If I am crippled, they will all starve to death..."

"Master Lie, please, please. No, no. I don't dare to do it anymore. I swear, I don't dare to do it anymore. If I try my best again, you can kill me, Master Lie." .”

The indifferent man didn't even look at him and was unmoved at all.

Seeing that he didn't respond, the fat man's heart went cold. He knelt down and hugged his legs, raised his head, full of hope, "Young Master Lie, how about this? I'll help you deal with the eldest young master. The eldest young master is still here." I don’t know that you, Mr. Lie, have caught me and are not defensive about me. Mr. Lie, let me help you deal with the young master. I will do whatever you ask me to do."

The peach-eyed man finally looked at him, his eyes calm and unwavering. He grabbed his chin with one hand and touched his thin lips, "I don't believe you."

I do not believe you!

Five words, without any personal emotion!

But for the man who was begging for mercy, it was undoubtedly a death sentence. He suddenly collapsed on the ground, his hands had not been released, his face was covered with water, and he could not tell whether it was sweat or tears of fear, and he wailed, "Fierce Master, I really don’t dare anymore. You believe me, you believe me once! The last time! I really don’t dare anymore, even if you give me ten more courages, I won’t dare anymore.”

"Noisy."

The bodyguards standing next to him immediately understood what he meant. One of them covered the man's mouth, and the other dragged him back.

Another person took out a sharp knife and walked towards the man.

The man struggled desperately, but his 160-pound body was unable to move under the pressure of the two bodyguards. He could only watch the man holding the knife getting closer and closer to him...

Until I walked in front of him and raised the knife in my hand!

"Ah!" A scream sounded like a killing pig!

The air is filled with the smell of blood...

Xize Lie glanced at it and ordered calmly, "Drag him out!"

"Yes, Mr. Lie!" The two men dragged the limp and screaming man out, one on the left and the other on the right. The blood on his wrist continued to flow out, forming a long blood mark on the ground, which looked shocking.

But everyone present seemed to have not seen his tragic situation, and started to clean up the mess as a matter of course.

Xize Lie stood up and was about to go back to the hotel.

"Young Master Lie..."

Suddenly, he heard the faint cry of a child.

"Quiet."

The subordinates who followed him fell silent.

After everyone calmed down, the cry of the child became more obvious. He frowned and glanced at the people around him, "Go and take a look."

"Okay, Mr. Lie." The subordinate who was ordered took three steps at a time and found a small door hidden behind the closet in the room.

After a while, a crying little girl was picked up from inside.

The little girl is only one year old, has small arms and legs, and is wearing a pink suspender skirt. The pink color looks particularly cute. The dress is a little dirty, but it doesn't affect her cuteness.

Her face was as red as a ripe apple, not sure whether it was from crying or something else.

"Young Master Lie, he also hid a child. He should have bought it."

"Didn't I say that you are not allowed to buy or sell people? It seems that losing one of his hands will give him an advantage!"