Chapter 1213 Di Ranle Was Beaten

"Princess Ran Le, please take me out when you go out. Originally, I was a good couple with Jing Jie, if I hadn't been persecuted, how could I have betrayed Jing Jie?

My mother is not in good health, and I have a younger brother. It is because of you that I am where I am today! Please help me out. I am yours! "

"Ha!" Di Ranle sneered, raised his hand and slapped Scarf in the face.

"You have the guts to say it! If it wasn't for your stupidity, how could my arrangement be flawless?"

"But I also watched the live broadcast, and it was exposed because the Di family had been following you from the very beginning. Your every move was under the supervision of the Di family, so Jing Jie had already taken precautions, no matter what I did, No matter how good you do it, you can't succeed, how can you blame me?"

After screaming "Ahhhh" a few times, Di Ranle started to fight with both hands.

"Why isn't it your fault? Saying that Jingjie likes you, he can't live without you, what's the result? After you were arrested, did he come to see you once? If he really likes you, how could he not even come to see you? See you? You bitch, you lied to me! If I had known you couldn't do it, I wouldn't let you do it, and I wouldn't even touch the bad luck. I'll use my own designs Go to the exhibition. Even if you don't get the first place, at least you won't end up in jail now."

Di Ran Le was still playing Silk Carver, and the prison guards had already opened the door.

Di Ranle stopped beating, looked at the prison guard with a proud face, was about to speak, but saw the prison guard raise the baton in his hand, and the stick hit D Ranle in the face.

Before Li Jiayin could react, she heard the sound of a police baton hitting her face.

With a "bang", Di Ranle was directly knocked to the ground.

"Ran Le!"

Li Jiayin shouted, slammed into her daughter, and scolded: "Are you crazy? She is the princess of country B. We enjoy pardon and extradition! What qualifications do you have to beat someone?"

The prison guard was much taller than Li Jiayin, standing in front of Li Jiayin with a height of over 180. Li Jiayin had planned to scold again, but after looking at the baton in her hand, she could only shut up in humiliation and anger.

She was thinking that once she was extradited, she would want the prison guard to look good, so she heard the guard say, "Li Jiayin, Diranle, someone is visiting you. Go to the reception room."

Di Ranle was still crying, but in the face of such a brutal prison guard, he did not dare to cry too loudly, for fear that she would provoke her to give him a stick again.

Suddenly hearing the prison guard say that someone saw them, Di Ranle's eyes instantly burst into a sharp light.

"Hehe, are you a pig? Even knowing that our people are coming, you beat me up. Don't you know that I'm the one who will report it? I'll sue you! I'll put you out of work! I will Make your name rotten! I'll still—"

Before Di Ran Le could finish her words, a baton was thrown at her face again.

But this time, I missed a little and hit the head.

Di Ranle only felt a strong dull pain coming from his skull, and then a warm liquid flowed down his head.

"Ah! Ran Le! You beat people! Why do you beat people? She is the princess of country B!" Li Jiayin was furious and yelled at the prison guard.

The prison guard sneered: "If you don't go out, don't go out, you have to be a demon here. Since you don't want to meet, then don't meet."