Chapter 1081 The wealthy mother who was born and did not raise (33)

   "Sister." Ye Yunyan roared in a tender voice, he wanted to go to Ye Yunxi's side, but he was still being held by Zhang Zhongcheng.

   Zhang Zhongcheng's electric shock stick landed on Ye Yunyan this time.

   Ye Yunyan screamed in pain.

   He was already ill, but at this time he was electrocuted again, and he was even weaker.

   Zhang Zhongcheng grabbed Ye Yunyan and walked in one direction.

   "Let go of my brother." Ye Yunxi ran up to chase, but every time she caught up, the electric baton fell on her.

   Soon, Ye Yunyan was taken to a small room by Zhang Zhongcheng.

  I don't know when such a small iron house was built outside the villa.

   The small house only has a small exhaust vent in one direction, and in other places, once the main door is closed, it is completely dark.

   Ye Yunyan was thrown in by Zhang Zhongcheng.

   "Young Master, let's reflect on it inside." With that said, Zhang Zhongcheng closed and locked the door of the little black room.

   Although the little black house has not been built for a long time, it is equipped with sound insulation equipment with good effect.

   The outside can't hear the inside, and the inside can't hear the outside.

   "You can't lock up my brother, Yanyan is sick and needs to see a doctor." Ye Yunxi kept beating Zhang Zhongcheng.

   Zhang Zhongcheng was indifferent, he roughly pulled Ye Yunxi apart, threw it to the ground, and left with his long legs, leaving an indifferent back.

   "Yanyan, Yanyan." Ye Yunxi got up and knocked on the door of the little black house, but got no response.

   She thought for a while, then went to pick up the stone again, trying to break the lock: "Yanyan, wait a minute, my sister will definitely save you."

   Ye Yunxi was really worried, this room was so dark, Yanyan was sick again, it was so uncomfortable, he couldn't stay in it anymore.

   Ye Yunxi knows that if a person is sick for too long and does not heal, he will die.

  She doesn't want Yanyan to die.

   Ye Yunxi kept smashing the lock on the door with a stone, but the lock was a U-shaped lock, big and thick, how could Ye Yunxi break it with a stone.

  The stone turned Ye Yunxi's white and tender palm red, and finally the skin was broken and bleeding, and the blood added a dark color to the stone.

No matter how Sylvia smashed, the lock was still not broken, Sylvia's tears fell, she sat on the ground weakly, sobbing: "Mom, where are you, are you coming back? He has a disease, he is very uncomfortable. "

   Ye Yunxi didn't know where her mother was, and she didn't have her mother's phone number. At this time, she was extremely helpless.

   In the small dark room, the six-year-old Ye Yunyan was also smashing the door with his hands and shouting, but his body was so uncomfortable that his strength was quickly used up.

   His body became hotter and hotter, his eyes became darker and darker, and finally Ye Yunyan fell softly to the ground and closed his eyes.

   Darkness, silence swallowed him.

   At this time, Zhang Zhongcheng came to his exclusive room in the villa.

   Since he moved into this villa and served as Ye Yunyan's teacher, he has remodeled everything in the room and put in a lot of things.

  The white hospital bed, with restraint belts at the four corners, next to a table of instruments, and many tubes extending out, makes people feel cold and creepy just by looking at it.

   Zhang Zhongcheng stroked these instruments one by one in his palm, and there was a trace of abnormal fanaticism in his eyes.

   Ye Yunxi couldn't open the door of the little black house, but she didn't choose to ignore it, so she decided to steal the key.

   He slipped into his room while Zhang Zhongcheng left the room.

   (end of this chapter)