Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 870 Di Bei gets beaten
Di Jing was startled at first, as if he didn't hear what his son said clearly.

After reacting for two seconds, his eyebrows stood up and he asked angrily: "What did you just say? Say it again!"

Di Bei gritted his teeth and repeated: "I told you to divorce my mother, or I will..."

"Otherwise you're going to threaten me with such a useless thing?" Di Jing interrupted Di Bei.

He angrily picked up the photo on the table and looked at it several times, and suddenly sneered: "I just suspected that you were not my son before, but now I am really sure that you are not my son at all!"

"I, Di Jing, am so smart all my life, how could I have given birth to a fool like you!"

With Di Bei's face filled with astonishment, Di Jing tore the photo in his hand into pieces with two "clicks" after speaking.

He raised his hand and hit Di Bei in the face.

"Haven't you asked about my reputation? I don't care about this kind of thing. If you show it to anyone, will I be afraid? What a joke!"

Di Jing taunted Di Bei with a arrogant look on his face: "With your brain, you can tell what kind of wild man your mother is looking for outside! She asked you to come to negotiate with me, right? Go back and tell her, If you want a divorce, come to me yourself, don’t pretend to be pitiful every day, want to be a bitch and set up a memorial arch, and let you, a bastard, come to make trouble with me!"

Di Jing called him "idiot" and "bastard". Di Bei was so angry that he clenched his fists and endured it.

But when he heard Di Jing scolding Lin Jingqing, he couldn't bear it anymore!
Di Bei rushed behind the desk, grabbed Di Jing's collar, blushed and roared: "You are not allowed to insult my mother again!"

"I insulted your mother? It was your mother who committed the crime! Why, you still want to hit me? If I don't divorce your mother, I will be your father for a day. Come on, today I will let you know that you dare to attack me. , what’s the end!”

After Di Jing cursed angrily, he suddenly picked up the ashtray on the table.

With a "bang" sound, it hit Di Bei mercilessly on the head.

Severe pain suddenly hit him, Di Bei groaned, his body shook a few times, and he quickly fell down holding his head.

The ashtray in Di Jing's hand also fell to the ground and shattered into pieces!

But he still didn't understand his hatred, so he kicked Di Bei and hit him on the table, and then raindrops of fists followed.

Di Bei was hit so hard that he was spinning, and there were stars in front of his eyes. He struggled hard to no avail, and he could only be beaten passively.

Outside the door, the assistant heard something was wrong, opened the door and rushed in.

When he saw Di Jing riding on Di Bei and beating him desperately, the assistant was so frightened that his heart twitched and he quickly stepped forward to stop him: "Boss, calm down, Mr. Wang is still in the conference room!"

If the assistant said, "He is your son, please show mercy", Di Jing would never stop and would even become even more furious.

But the assistant had followed him for many years and knew his character well, so he pierced Di Jing's heart as soon as he opened his mouth.

Di Jing finally stopped punching and looked outside with a gloomy look: "Who else is here besides you?"

"No, I have been guarding the door since the young master came in just now, not letting anyone get close. However, Mr. Wang is still waiting for you over there in the conference room..."

"Well, I'm going over now."

Di Jing's face became better now. He raised his hand to straighten his crooked tie, straightened his suit jacket, and quickly returned to his previous appearance.

He stepped over Di Bei and walked toward the door without looking back. He casually told his assistant: "Send him to the hospital."

"Yes." The assistant breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly called two security guards to help, and quietly sent Di Bei to the hospital.

The injuries on Di Bei's body were all superficial injuries, which were not serious. However, Di Bei's head was bleeding due to being hit by Di Jing, and he also suffered a concussion, so he could only be hospitalized for treatment.

After hearing the news, Lin Jingqing rushed over, holding Dibei in her arms and bursting into tears.

After crying, Lin Jingqing stared at the assistant with stern eyes and asked, "Who beat him like this?"

Seeing the gauze wrapped around Di Bei's head several times, the assistant wanted to lie for his boss, but he couldn't open his mouth.He could only argue: "Madam, please don't be angry. The young master and the president had a few quarrels, and the president lost his temper in anger. He didn't mean to attack the young master..."

Before the assistant finished speaking, Di Bei said quietly from the side: "Mom, he did it on purpose. He wanted to beat me to death."

"Did your father beat you?" Lin Jingqing was stunned for a moment, tears welled up again, and said angrily: "How could he beat you and beat you like this?!"

Di Bei glanced at the assistant and remained silent.

The assistant understood and thought he was causing trouble here.

The assistant immediately left: "Since Madam is here, I will leave first."

"Stop!" Lin Jingqing suddenly turned around, her expression was a bit terrifyingly cold, and she lost all of her former demure and graceful appearance.

She took a deep look at the assistant and took the lead to go out: "I will go to the company with you."

The assistant's heart skipped a beat at Lin Jingqing's sight, and secretly screamed.

The wife in the past looked soft and weak, but the lady at the moment gave him the illusion that he had met a lioness.

But this was a family matter of the Di family, so he didn't dare to say anything and followed quickly.

At the company, Di Jing had just finished talking to the client when the assistant came up to him and reported in a low voice.

"President, Madam is here."

"Oh?" Di Jing's face darkened, and then he smiled contemptuously: "Come on, come on, I want to see what she can do to me."

It's not just a matter of a day or two for him to go out and drink and change women. Lin Jingqing has been pretending to be deaf and dumb for so many years, can she still find the palm of his hand now?
In the CEO's office, Lin Jingqing squeezed the bag in her hand tightly, her finger bones turning white because of too much force.

When she heard the footsteps behind her, her body stiffened instinctively, but she quickly gathered the courage to look back at Di Jing.

Di Jing was middle-aged, but his figure was still in good shape, his face still retained the handsomeness of his youth, and he didn't look greasy overall.

It's just that his long-term indulgence made his face look old and tired. At this time, he was staring at Lin Jingqing coldly with a gloomy sense of oppression.

Normally under Di Jing's compelling gaze, no matter what Lin Jingqing wanted to say, she would swallow it silently.

But today was different. Thinking of the tragic situation of her son's injury, Lin Jingqing felt a fire burning in her heart, burning her 20 years of rationality and patience into ashes.

Lin Jingqing took a deep breath and gave up completely: "Dijing, let's get a divorce."

Di Jing walked past her without batting an eyelid: "Don't even think about it."

The contemptuous attitude was like a thorn, piercing straight into Lin Jingqing's heart. When so many years of depression and anger broke out, she suddenly screamed: "Di Jing!"

Di Jing paused for a moment, looked back at her and sneered: "Why, you can't bear it anymore? It's a pity that you have to endure it if you can't bear it anymore! Unless I die, you can't even think about divorce!"

"Then why did you attack Di Bei? Di Bei is your biological son, how could you bear to beat him like that!"

Lin Jingqing's eyes were red, and she rushed to Di Jing emotionally, staring at him hatefully and questioning him.

Di Jing met Lin Jingqing's eyes full of hatred, his face was a little uncomfortable, and he quickly became angry and pushed Lin Jingqing away.

"Because he is nosy, and he dared to secretly take photos of me outside to threaten me! Who is he, who dares to meddle in my own business?"

Di Jing's sinister eyes were fixed on Lin Jingqing: "Let me tell you, if you want to live this life, you can live it, and if you don't want to live it, you have to hold it in for me. You brought this on yourself back then!"

(End of this chapter)