Bei Moxin, the head of the Bei Mo family, turned pale.

Eyes widen.

Glaring at Bei Mo Ling.

"Beimo order, no nonsense is allowed."

He believed that Xi Meimei must have loved him deeply.

Won't do anything to be sorry for him.

In my heart, I don't want to imagine that extremely embarrassing situation.

Bei Mozi's eyes were angry.

Advance.

Questioning Beimo Ling.

"Bei Mo Ling, I respect you as the eldest elder of the family, if you dare to slander my mother again, I will fight to be dealt with by the clan rules, and I will beat you."

Mrs. Beimo's mind was muddy.

It was pitch black.

The body is crumbling.

Can't say a word.

Bei Mo Ling looked at the angry Bei Mo family head Bei Mo Xin and Bei Mo Ziyue in front of him.

Smiled coldly.

Clasp your hands to your chest.

The expression is extremely relaxed.

"Whether it's true or not, you first have to ask the hypocritical and lowly Xi Meimei." Bei Moling raised his chin proudly.

Bei Moxin, the head of the Bei Mo family, glared at Bei Mo Ling angrily.

"Xi Meimei, speak."

He looked at Mrs. Beimo, who was speechless.

There was a fire in my heart.

Slandered.

I won't even defend it.

The look of the scolding just now.

Where did it go?

Mrs. Bei Mo was frightened.

I heard the head of the Beimo family drink coldly.

Hurry up.

Barking angrily at Bei Mo Ling across the table, "Bei Mo Ling, you don't want to find some people to pretend to shoot something, you can slander my innocence at will." ”

Mrs. Bei Mo Xi Meimei deliberately said that Bei Mo Ling wanted to damage her reputation.

Resorting to despicable means.

Bei Mo Ling leaned back on the back of the chair and looked at the majestic Mrs. Bei Mo.

"Is it you, Bei Moxin knows best, and he is the one who is the eighth green king."

The head of the Beimo family, Bei Mo, is angry.

Bei Mozi choked more.

——

Bei Mo Ling stood up.

Hands propped up on the table.

Mrs. Beimo's frightened face changed.

thought that Bei Moling was going to come over and beat her.

"Ziyue, save me."

She shrank behind Bei Mo Ziyue.

Bei Mozi's eyes tightened violently.

Stared at Bei Mo Ling.

Bei Mo Ling sneered, "Idiot, I'm just moving my body and getting ready to watch a good show starring Mrs. Bei Mo and Lady Ximei." ”

Bei Moxin, the head of the Bei Mo family: "......"

He didn't understand what Bei Mo Ling meant when he spoke.

Bei Mozi felt more uneasy in his heart.

He looked at his mother, Xi Meimei.

Mrs. Bei Mo gasped.

Muscles and bones.

It's like being drained by some kind of force.

Paralyzed.

can only rely on Bei Mo Ziyue.

"Ziyue, my nose hurts, and my body hurts too." Mrs. Bei Mo said bitterly, "I want to go back to the hospital." ”

The more distressed Bei Mozi became.

"Mom, I'll take you back to the hospital."

He picked up his mother, Xi Meimei, and prepared to leave the conference room.

——

Duanmu Zien stopped Bei Mo Ziyue.

"Prince Beimo, Mrs. Beimo, don't be impatient, since you're here, just wait for things to be done before leaving."

"My mom is not feeling well, and I'm going to take her back to the hospital." Bei Mozi became angrier.

Duanmu Zien smiled and shook his head.

"Nope." Duanmu Zisi's voice was clear and resolute.

Bei Mozi snorted coldly.

Crashed into Duanmu Zien strongly.

He is a member of the FG team.

Tough.

He was bent on taking his mother, Xi Meimei, to the hospital.

Who dares to stop it.

All are his enemies.

He attacked Duanmu Zien.

Duanmu Zien smiled slightly.

The eyes smiled like a crescent moon, but the shot was fierce.

Leg lift.

Kick to the north Mo Ziyue.

Ostensibly, he is one of the senior assistants of the Song family, in charge of matters related to the Yu Group.

Secretly, he is the high-level of the Song family's secret forces.

He is fierce and ferocious, far better than Bei Mo Ziyue.