Chapter 2535 Finale (Part 2) Being Beaten for Three Days

Wasn't that what Xiao Chen and Young Master Lian were like back then?

"Aside from weapons, the most important thing is to bring enough antidotes." Han Changqing listened to Wenshui's words and he echoed.

Xiao Ran remained silent. He stretched out his hand and wiped it hard on his lips. He looked deeply at Han Changqing and said, "Since the young master won't let us go, I'm afraid we need to make detailed arrangements for this matter."

"Let's wait until Zhuo Shu arrives." Han Changqing said.

Xiao Ran didn't say anything, the two looked at each other in tacit understanding, turned and walked in different directions.

In the bedroom

Gu Chuyan was shaken by the cold wind. When she ran back to her room and closed the door, she saw that Feng Tianjing had returned at some point and was eating grapes with Xiao Yiyan in her arms. The two of them were very greedy. They look similar, and people who don't know better think they are mother and daughter.

"I've been looking for these little guys for a long time and thought they were lost! Come here." Feng Tianjing said, pretending to hit someone, raising her little hand and patting Xiao Yiyan's little butt.

Xiao Yiyan was spanked, and she crawled into her arms with a smile.

"Xiao Qi, don't make trouble." Gu Chuyan looked at this scene and felt it was very dangerous. Feng Tianjing was pregnant after all and could not be tormented like this.

She stepped forward and took Xiao Yiyan away from Feng Tianjing's arms. She sat aside and looked at the grapes, but did not eat them.

"That's so naughty." Feng Tianjing said, but Gu Chuyan's scalp numbed when she stared at her, and her charming little face was stunned. She moved her body, revealing her sweet pear nest, and said, "What are you doing? Look. Fall in love with my beauty?”

Seeing her panic, Gu Chuyan poured her a glass of water and pointed it out directly: "Don't pretend, I guessed it."

"Under your nose, they were able to come to C City. Without your secret command, who could escape from your grasp? Do you just want to go back to C City and worry about me?" Gu Chuyan said in a very soft voice but very confidently. .

Feng Tianjing felt quite embarrassed. She hugged the grapes and ate a few before saying, "Maybe it's similar to what you said."

"Didn't I miss you?" Feng Tianjing said. Wenshui noticed that the child was missing and wondered if she had come to City C. In the end, she was allowed to come. Otherwise, Wenshui would beat her to death and not even let her go out even half a step.

Gu Chuyan stretched out her hand and pinched her face hard. Feng Tianjing covered her face in pain and shouted: "Murder my sister."

The bedroom was warm and cozy. Gu Chuyan was sitting there, flipping through a magazine, and asked casually, "Do you know where the Witch Clan's lair is?"

"How...how did I know?" Feng Tianjing listened and was so excited that she swallowed a whole grape.

"I'm just asking, why are you nervous?" Gu Chuyan looked at her embarrassed look with a half-smile, then reached out to pat her back. After drinking a few sips of water, Feng Tianjing calmed down a lot.

She quickly got up, rubbed her belly, walked a few steps, looked at the snow outside the window, and said, "It's New Year's Eve, this year should be a good year."

"New Year's Eve has never happened here before. We don't care about New Year's Eve or Spring Festival. It's quiet year after year, just like the subway." Feng Tianjing was obviously moved by the scene, but she mostly changed the subject.

"I remember when I was a child, I sneaked out for a trip and my clothes were all scratched. I saw that City C was full of lanterns, the streets were busy, and firecrackers were set off everywhere. I wanted to blend in, but unfortunately I was arrested by the bodyguards the next second. I She even cried and said she was just playing for a while, but when she came back she was beaten so hard that she couldn't get out of bed for three days." Feng Tianjing just smiled when she mentioned the old incident.

She had no childhood to speak of, and the most profound impression she had here was of being beaten, being beaten, and being beaten.