Chu Yuning gritted her teeth, hating Xiao Wang's coldness. He didn't even spare their two-month-old child.,King Xiao, with a cold face, still held onto the arm he was gripping. His other hand was clasped behind his waist, enduring the kicks and punches.,The bottom half spread along the corner, quickly soaking through her clothes. The thick smell of blood in the yard made her sick.。