But it was too late. The man called by Martin had already come.

　　SongYiming's face turned pale, but he still tried to protect her.

　　"XiaoWan, don't beg him. I'll be fine..."

　　Before she could finish her words, two men in black had caught SongYiming and pressed him on the floor violently.

　　Martin looked at him coldly, tall and straight, and his face was as cold as ice. "Kill him."

　　"No..." regardless of everything, she rushed over and knelt down at the feet of Martin, looking up at him with tears in her eyes. "Martin, it has nothing to do with the grudge between us. Please let him go..."

　　Martin lowered his eyes and stared at her coldly. He opened his thin lips and said two cruel words, "attack!"

　　"No..." with her eyes wide open, she watched SongYiming bleeding awkwardly under the siege of the crowd.

　　He was a gentle and cultivated man, but he was implicated by her.

　　Tears welled up in her eyes and she knelt down on the ground. A sense of guilt overwhelmed her and made her regret.

　　SongYiming's scream echoed in her mind. In the summer night, she cried so hard that her eyes turned dark and she kept apologizing.

　　"I'm sorry, Simon. It's all my fault..."

　　SongYiming was thrown on the floor.

　　Her face was pale and her forehead was full of cold sweat because of the pain. MingMing had lost half of his life.

　　But he squeezed out a smile and looked at her weakly. "XiaoWan, it doesn't matter. You didn't do anything wrong to me. I'm sorry. MingMing promised to take you away, but I'm afraid I can't do it now."

　　Tears welled up in her eyes.

　　"Mond..."

　　Martin's face was gloomy and frightening, and the cold air all over his body was as solid as a knife. Every word in his voice was as sharp and fierce as an ice knife.

　　"How can you flirt with my wife in front of me? SongYiming, it seems that I should pluck out your tongue!" as soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand.

　　It seemed that they were really going to call for help.

　　"No!" shouted Wendy sharply, kneeling at the feet of Martin. In order not to implicate Joshua more, she abandoned all her dignity and dignity.

　　She kowtowed to Martin and pleaded, "Martin, please let go of SongYiming. You can ask me to do anything for you. Don't you want me to forgive GuYing? I'll do it! Even if you ask me to be GuYing's dog, I'm willing to do it, as long as you let go of SongYiming!"

　　Martin sneered, suddenly bent over, grabbed her neck and lifted her up.

　　Her breath was held back. With a red face, she looked ferocious and struggled subconsciously.

　　"Be GuYing's dog? Aren't you just a dog of mine, the most lowly one?"

　　Tears welled up in her eyes.

　　Was this how he thought of her?

　　The most lowly dog

　　No wonder he didn't show mercy to her this year. Because in his eyes, she was not even a person!

　　It was so cruel.

　　Martin, is there anyone more cruel than you in the world?

　　Tears streamed down her face in the late summer. She glanced at SongYiming, who was lying on the floor with his legs broken, and closed her eyelashes hard.

　　"Yes, I am..."

　　LuYixiao could say anything as long as she could stop getting SongYiming into trouble.

　　"It's so disgusting!" Martin threw her on the floor in disgust.

　　He was still standing in front of the old house, noble and cold.

　　"Take SongYiming away."

　　The two men in black took the order and dragged him out of the room.

　　"Martin, what else do you want to do?" Wendy chased after him in a hurry, "stop! Let him go!"

　　"Wendy, if you take one more step forward, I'll stamp on one of his fingers."

　　She suddenly froze.

　　Martin raised his foot and approached her. He stared at her with his sharp eyes and said, "remember what you just said. From now on, you are an obedient dog. If I find out what you are doing, I will let SongYiming bear the consequences of your mistakes double!"