After rebirth, the group's beloved daughter exploded the audience

Also, what about Mu Xingrui?
Who is the third party between him and Mu Xingrui!
The more Su Qianrou thought about it, the angrier she became. She guessed that this dinner was tasteless, so she simply turned around and went back upstairs.

"Rourou! Listen to me!"

When Mo Beichen saw this, he hurriedly chased after her, but three flower protectors from the Su family blocked his way.

"Didn't you hear what Rourou said? He doesn't want to see you! Sign this document quickly so that you can sever ties with our Su family!"

Su Yu'an was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, and every cell in his body clearly wrote his dislike for Mo Beichen.

He slapped the divorce agreement on Mo Beichen mercilessly.

Although Mo Beichen was blocked, his anxious eyes remained on Su Qianrou for a long time.

That crash into the sea was just a mistake!
After being kicked out of Su's house again, he sat in the rear driver's seat with downcast eyes and a lonely look. His figure was not straight, except for a pair of brows that were painful and ferocious.

Li Mu peered into the rearview mirror and felt deeply in his heart.

"..." Surrounded by two women, there will always be disaster one day.

"Then Mr. Mo..."

"Drive, don't talk!"

When Mr. Mo learned that Su Qianrou was still alive, he was ecstatic, beaming, and trembling with excitement.

He ordered people to prepare many grand and generous gifts, including house deeds, land deeds, and some expensive supplements, in order to apologize to the Su family.

Seeing that a heavyweight came to visit the Su family, no one dared to refuse him, so they had to be respectful and humble.

From the moment he saw Su Qianrou intact, tears filled his eyes, and his calloused hands couldn't help but explore her tender face.

"That's great, that's great!" Mr. Mo was so excited that he burst into tears.

"I'll rest assured that you're fine. Come on, let grandpa take a good look at you!"

Mr. Mo held her slender hand and sat aside, his old eyes full of worry and excitement.

Su Qianrou only hated Mo Beichen, and would not vent her anger on an old man.

After all, Mr. Mo treated her with deep pain, as if he were his own granddaughter.

She will remember this kindness in her heart.

"Grandpa, I'm fine. I'm a lucky person. If you survive a catastrophe, you will be lucky in the future."

"Okay, I finally feel at ease."

The two chatted for a while, and Mr. Mo gently patted the back of her hand and raised his eyebrows: "Rourou, when are you going to go back to Mo's house with grandpa?"

Su Qianrou's heart froze, and her expression suddenly hesitated: "Grandpa, I..." She couldn't express her words for a moment.

Mr. Mo has never seen anything in his life, and he quickly caught her subtle expression in his eyes.

"Grandpa, I know that Beichen broke your heart. It's our Mo family that feels sorry for you."

With a heartfelt remark, Mr. Mo supported the weathered body and bowed slightly.

"Grandpa, what are you doing!" Su Qianrou was very worried and hurriedly helped him up.

"The person I'm sorry for is not you!" She let out an apologetic sigh.

"I was also at fault." Mr. Mo firmly placed part of the blame on himself.

"Rourou, Beichen still has you in his heart. For the sake of this bad old man like me, give him another chance. I believe he will understand his relationship with you and Mu Xingrui."

Mr. Mo left almost melancholy. His ragged back was so thin that it made people feel distressed.

At the same time, Mo Beichen approached Su Nanjin again, followed closely by a refreshing man in a suit and leather shoes.

"Uncle, this is a doctor-level surgical expert I specially invited from abroad. I told him that the condition of your hand may be miraculously improved." Su Nanjin looked at the two people with caution and disdain. The person quickly turned around and didn't have a good attitude.

His hand must be half of Mo Beichen's credit.

Mo Beichen didn't care whether Su Nanjin accepted his kindness, and immediately whispered something in the man's ear.

"From now on, my uncle will leave it to you."

"Don't worry, Mr. Mo, I will definitely do my best to help his hand recover."

Mo Beichen cast a black gaze with satisfaction, turned around and walked away.

When he returned to the Mo family, he called Li Mu in a cold tone: "What new projects does the group have recently?"

"We have developed several large projects and are looking for planning companies..."

Before Li Mu finished his report, Mo Beichen's eyes darkened, and he waved his hand without hesitation, with a look on his face that cut through the mess with a sharp knife.

"Leave these projects to Su."

"Ah...?" Li Mu looked confused and couldn't close his mouth in surprise.

What exactly is this terrifying CEO selling?

For this plan, shouldn’t we first get the wife back?
"What are you doing standing there, why don't you hurry up and go!" Mo Beichen suddenly shouted loudly, his face obviously a bit cold.

"Do it now!"

The high-profile things he did hit Su Qianrou's ears with the wind.

It was very difficult for Su Qianrou to cover her ears and pretend she didn't know. He obviously did this on purpose and wanted to play hard to get.

Forcing Su Qianrou to submit voluntarily.

He obviously took advantage of her.

At the door of Mo's house, the sudden sound of the car stopped, and Su Qianrou's eyebrows inadvertently noticed a strange nanny car parked side by side with Mo Beichen's Maybach.

Who is the owner of the nanny car?
There was a narrow gap at the door of Mo Beichen's office, and a different kind of aura exuded from inside.

"Su...!" Li Mu looked hasty and stepped in front of her.

Realizing that he was impatience and speaking quickly, he quickly changed his words: "Madam, Mr. Mo is discussing things inside. It's not good for you to go in."

Li Mu's expression was obviously panicked, and Su Qianrou's sharp eyes were sneaky.

She wanted to see what Mo Beichen was doing.

"Since I am the madam, if the madam asks you to get out of the way, you have to get out of the way."

Su Qianrou ignored Li Mu and pushed the door straight in. Suddenly, her expression became dark and darkened.

In addition to Mo Beichen's handsome and profound face, there was also a tightly wrapped woman.

The woman had a white face, and her upright and delicate features exuded the aura of a tiger and wolf hiding in a dark place. At first glance, she was someone not easy to mess with.

Although the two of them looked at each other, they were separated by mountains, seas and ravines.

The breathing of the three people fluctuated with each other, and their eyes were flowing with complexity.

"Rourou, why are you here?" Mo Beichen spoke first, with an unpredictable expression.

"So you are Su Qianrou?"

"Who are you?" Su Qianrou tensed up, her face full of hostility, and the eyes she looked at with Mo Beichen were filled with resentment.