Because of his anger, Old Man Mo's face turned red, and he glared at Mo Beixiao viciously, unable to say a word.

"You! You! You ......"

"Sir!"

The old man was on crutches, and before he could finish his sentence, he fell tremblingly.

"Quick, send the old man to the hospital!"

"This unfilial son actually made the old man angry like this!"

"That's it, the old man has a good guy, is he responsible for getting up!"

The housekeeper and servants rushed up, and with the help of several elders of the Mo family, the group hurriedly sent the old man of the Mo family to the hospital.

Originally, Mo Bai's father, Mo Fenglin, had no intention of going to the hospital with the old man, but when he saw Mo Beixiao standing there, he still lowered his head and bypassed Mo Beixiao and went out.

It didn't take long for only Mo Beixiao and Mo Bai to be left in the living room, as well as Bai Mu'er and Jiang Yinian.

"Beixiao, you're too much!"

Taking a deep breath, Mo Bai got up from his chair and looked at Mo Beixiao coldly.

"Am I excessive?"

Mo Beixiao smiled lightly, and those eyes looked at Mo Bai coldly, "Did I design the car accident and kill your parents, or did I instigate others to set fire to your sister?" ”

Seeing that Mo Bai's face gradually turned pale, the smile on Mo Beixiao's face became even more evil, "I didn't design for your fiancée to kill her because I was afraid that your fiancée would help you create a reputation in the future, right?" ”

The inky white hands clenched into fists at his sides.

What Mo Beixiao said was what his parents had done to Mo Beixiao.

Looking at the man's bloodless face, Mo Beixiao sneered, "So I'm too much?" ”

"If someone designed to frame your parents, would you still happily be relatives with them and be good brothers with their sons?"

Mo Bai bit his lip stiffly, "You ......"

Mo Bai and Mo Beixiao are the same age, they grew up together since childhood, and their relationship is very good.

Even the love letter that Mo Beixiao wrote to Su Xiaomi back then was sent by Mo Bai.

But after the fire that burned Mo Nansheng ten years ago, Mo Beixiao changed.

He no longer corresponded with Mo Bai, no longer called his second brother, and no longer said a word to him.

Mo Bai always thought that Mo Beixiao's reaction was because of the psychological disorder of his disabled legs after the fire.

But he didn't expect it......

Thinking of this, he hoarsely said, "You knew it at that time?" ”

Mo Beixiao smiled bitterly, "What do you think?" ”

With that, he turned and left.

Mo Bai stood in place, looking at Mo Beixiao's back as he left, and bit his lip deadly.

…………

"If you want to do that, I have no position to stop you."

In the quaint courtyard, a dim lamp is lit.

Mo Qingyu put the hot tea in front of Mo Beixiao, "Actually, you don't have to ask my opinion at all, what you want to do, in fact, I have also thought about it." ”

Mo Beixiao subconsciously raised his eyes and glanced at Mo Qingyu, "Big brother, ...... you"

"But I don't have the courage to kill my relatives in a righteous way."

"Although my parents have stopped a lot in the past few years, they have made mistakes in the first place."

"As my own sons, I can't send them to prison with my own hands."

Saying that, Mo Qingyu shook his head, "So if you want to do this, I will support you spiritually." ”

"If you make a mistake, you will be punished, and this is a matter of course."

Mo Beixiao's hand holding the teacup paused slightly, "Big brother, don't you blame my parents for what they did to you in the first place?" ”

"Weird."

Mo Qingyu picked up the teacup and took a sip, "Under the deformed education of grandpa, which of our elders has not made a mistake?" ”

"Although the third uncle and three aunts framed me, I avoided it, and they didn't cause me any real harm, and besides, the person is no longer there...... I can't blame you and your sister for the mistakes they made, can I? ”

Mo Beixiao pursed his lips and didn't speak.

"Nan Sheng asked you to do it, right?"

"If all the scars of the Mo family are revealed, the lives of the third uncle and third aunt will also be stained, according to your temper, you won't want to do this."

Gently patted Mo Beixiao's shoulder, "I guess that Su Xiaomi should have been tied up by Nan Sheng to blackmail you, otherwise, you should still be looking for people everywhere like a headless fly now, how could you start fighting so calmly?" ”