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

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Like a bolt from the blue, Mo Beichen's fingertips trembled violently, as if the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking. There was deep hatred between his brows and eyes.

He clearly felt like a knife was cutting out his flesh in the pit of his heart. He stared at Su Qianrou in silence, his pupils cracking.

How could this woman make things worse for herself at this critical juncture?

The moment of pain made him unable to control himself for a long time. He could only freeze for a while before spitting out a trembling voice from his throat: "No."

Can't it?
Oh, does he really regard himself as an imperial edict?
Su Qianrou was aggressive in response to his calm performance, and she criticized him loudly: "Now that I have chosen to make you and that woman happy, what else are you dissatisfied with!"

She clenched her hands into fists, and there was a deliberate anger all over her body, as if it would sweep over Mo Beichen in the next second.

"That's it, we have nothing more to say." She paused, her tone suddenly like the sudden change in the sky, as cold as the air.

She ignored Mo Beichen's attempts to stay and struggled away.

The dark back is like a cloud of smoke, dissipating very quickly,
Only Mo Beichen, who was slightly bitter, was left in the cold hospital. His tall and straight torso was as thin as a rotten branch in autumn at this moment.

A chill lingered in his heart.

How on earth should he retain this woman!

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Mr. Mo couldn't sleep at night because of his accidental collision with Su Qianrou. He sighed at Que Yue all night, his cloudy pupils were full of debt.

The housekeeper was worried and hurriedly handed him a cup of ginseng tea to soothe his nerves and replenish his energy. At the same time, he also put a thick piece of clothing on his back.

"Master, be careful of catching a cold in the middle of the night." The housekeeper made a concerned voice.

Mr. Mo tried his best to cry out guiltily from the bottom of his throat again. His tearful voice could not cover up his guilt.

He turned around, his brows furrowed in melancholy, with a frustrated look on his face.

"Tell me, how should I choose Rourui and Ruirui?" He looked at the housekeeper in embarrassment, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

The butler was calm and at a loss.

After all, the important matters of the Mo family are not something that a small person like him can have a say in.

Besides, it all still depends on Mo Beichen's choice.

However, Mr. Mo already knew exactly what kind of person Mo Beichen was.

If Mo Beichen had to make the decision, the embryo in Mu Xingrui's belly would probably have died on the operating table.

Mr. Mo was heartbroken and hesitant.

At this time, his face was distorted and miserable.

"Master, don't worry, why don't you let Mr. Mo Wu make the decision..."

The housekeeper couldn't see Mr. Mo's worried frown, so he boldly interrupted.

But before he could finish his words, Mr. Mo suddenly raised an urgent and powerful gesture, and his eyes darkened fiercely.

"You go find someone to draft a divorce agreement for me tomorrow, and hurry up!"

Does Mr. Mo really mean...?
Sure enough, Su Qianrou soon received a divorce agreement from a lawyer, but Mo Beichen's name was not on it.

She once thought this was Mo Beichen's masterpiece, and a sarcastic grin appeared on her lips.

Unexpectedly, he is more anxious than anyone else. He pretends to be nervous and caring on the surface, but in fact he is a man who speaks inconsistently.

She had already seen through this in him.She also wished she had signed the divorce document early so that she could escape from this suffocating prison.

However, when reality really happened, her hand holding the pen was in a daze and trembling, and her heart was stung hard.

I didn't expect Mo Beichen to be so heartless!

"Okay, I'll make it happen for you!" Su Qianrou bit her lip, her eyes covered with a layer of mist. She dipped her fingertips and added her name in just a few strokes.

For a moment, she didn't know whether it was relief or heartbreak. She just felt as numb as a puppet.

When Mo Beichen saw that the divorce agreement was a few days later, he suddenly froze and frowned deeply. Within a few seconds, he crumpled the divorce agreement into a ball of waste paper.

Su Qianrou really does what she says!

It’s really funny that she is so active in this kind of thing!
"Sorry, the number you dialed has been turned off..."

The indifferent notification sound was like the sound of a clock that passed relentlessly, knocking hard on Mo Beichen's heart again and again.

Su Qianrou obviously wanted to avoid him on purpose.

"Okay, Su Qianrou, do I allow you to leave?!" he shouted, with fierceness flashing in his eyes.

He put down his cell phone and prepared to go out with vigorous steps, but Mr. Mo called him from behind.

"Mo Beichen, if you dare to step out of this door today, you will no longer have me as your grandfather!"

Mr. Mo's ghostly, ethereal voice filled his body from bottom to top, and the heavy sound of the cane carried a sense of majesty.

No resistance.

Mo Beichen was startled, and stopped to look back. Mr. Mo's cold eyes were looking at him, and there was no gap for ventilation.

Mr. Mo has already guessed his temperament.

Mo Beichen changed from the previous hurried look to a cold expression, with complicated eyes, "Did you force Rourou away?"

Mr. Mo remained silent for a few seconds with a guilty conscience, and then quickly hid this emotion. Without careful observation, you would not notice any changes in his expression.

"Since Rourou made the decision first, it has nothing to do with our Mo family. I don't want to see you entangled with Rourou again until the child in Ruirui's belly is born!"

There was extreme partiality in Mr. Mo's words, as if he had formed a demon inside him.

Yes, he has declared his team.

Mu Xingrui was successful and succeeded in gathering the most influential people in the Mohist family into his own camp.

But Mo Beichen let out a sarcastic sneer at this moment, his eyebrows narrowed, and all kinds of emotions swarmed in.

"Grandpa, if you think I'm not worthy of being a member of the Mo family, then do whatever you want." His tone was cold, and his calm words were heartbreaking.

He no longer paid attention to Mr. Mo, turned around, drove away and walked away.

The heavy closing of the car door, the sharp sound of the engine, and the forceful feeling of turning the steering wheel all showed his determination to chase Su Qianrou back!
"You! Mo Beichen, you rebellious son!" Mr. Mo choked with anger that could not come up or go down his throat, and his whole body was trembling.

Mo Beichen almost rode like lightning and thunder all the way to Su's house.

The Su family was full of suspicion and hostility towards his arrival, especially Su Yu'an, who stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar.

He directly twisted his clothes into a ball without mercy.

"What are you doing here again?" Su Yu'an was annoyed, his tone was full of anger, his pupils were constricted, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

He had not forgotten that his sister was forced to hold a wedding with Mo Beichen.