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

For a time, people in Su's organization were panicked, and there was a split within the organization.

After all, people have already lost their lives, so who is willing to take their own life as a joke?

Su's organization is like a mess at this time, it's terrible.

Su Qianrou also had a frown on her face, her face kept sullen, and she never stopped.

Even though the ex-wife was in this predicament, she never came to Mo Beichen for help. Mo Beichen was also quite calm.

The only one worried was Li Mu.

He knocked on the office door and rushed in hurriedly, with an anxious look on his face.

Mo Beichen suddenly closed the notebook, his movements were so neat that no flaw could be seen, and the fleeting haste was quickly covered up by him.

"Mr. Mo, are you serious about not helping Miss Su?" Li Mu frowned, his eyes filled with deep questions.

"Are you anxious?" Mo Beichen raised his eyes, searching Li Mu with his deep eyes with a bit of coldness.

Li Mu was startled, suddenly startled, and a few beads of cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "..."

It was difficult for him to guess what Master Mo Wu was thinking.

"If you feel bad, just go and help." Mo Beichen lowered his eyes, flexed his knuckles and raised his nose.

He ignored Li Mu, but slowly took off his glasses, picked up his coat, and left without looking back.

That calm and self-respecting back carries an awe-inspiring aura that ordinary people dare not aspire to.

The crisp engine sound of a Maybach stopped abruptly at the door of Su's institution.

The man who came down from inside stood quietly with his straight body. On his handsome face, a pair of cold eyes carefully looked at the four characters "Su Organization".

The man's eyes burst with bottomless meaning.

"Miss Su, someone wants to see you." The assistant opened the door and looked directly at Su Qianrou.

"Who?"

meeting room.

As soon as Su Qianrou stepped in, a pair of eyes filled with blazing cold air looked at her.

Scanning her brows, she felt familiar but also unfamiliar. She felt as if she was being raped, and her restless mind suddenly heightened her vigilance.

Looking at each other, Mo Beichen's gaze intensified a little more.

It's him.

Su Qianrou's heart suddenly became complicated. She didn't know whether it was embarrassment or uneasiness.

"What are you doing here?" She faced him with a cold face, and her whole body exuded a cold and hard aura.

She still seemed to hate this man so much.

Mo Beichen's heart still couldn't help but twitch, and his heart ached faintly. He raised his fingers, but finally lowered them.

"I know what happened to you, and I can help you." He opened his thin lips slightly and made a restrained, hoarse voice from the bottom of his throat.

help me? Let's see some jokes.

Su Qianrou sneered bitterly, her eyebrows gleaming with hostility, "I don't have anything that can be of equal price to Mr. Mo Wu."

She secretly meant to reject his kindness.

She crossed her hands wantonly and leaned against the wall casually. Her whole body looked loose, like a waterfall.

Mo Beichen looked at her calmly and slowly said from his mouth: "Sell me your shares in Su's organization, and I can consider helping you solve your current crisis."

Isn't this just taking advantage of others' danger?

Is this called gang? Why isn't it called robbery?

"Impossible!" Su Qianrou refused on the spot, her clear voice rising and falling.

How could she give it to this cold man so easily after all her hard work? At this time, her hatred for Mo Beichen deepened, and her eyes like copper bells were filled with black clouds.

"Do you think you can save Su's organization if you reject me?" Mo Beichen suddenly approached her, his blood-red eyes like wolves and tigers.

"Su Qianrou, I'm helping you." He leaned down slightly and brought his thin lips to her ear, and his captivating voice rippled in her heart.

"Bang"!

The rude sound of the door opening disrupted their conversation.

Fu Shuyan stretched out his hand and pulled Su Qianrou from in front of Mo Beichen to his side, his face ashen.

He stared at Mo Beichen angrily, his sharp eyes like an eagle hovering over him for a while, and then showed a worried and gentle expression to Su Qianrou.

"Are you okay?" He stroked Su Qian's soft and smooth cheek.

Su Qianrou shook her head, her eyes showing some femininity.

In my memory, this woman has never been so infatuated with him. Sometimes, she always looks angry when she comes to bring trouble to him.

Mo Beichen was furious, and his blood was boiling in his body.

"Fu Shuyan!" He gritted his teeth and burst out these three words with difficulty.

Fu Shuyan felt the eve of the storm and soon met his ferocious eyes again.

"Cousin, I can also buy the shares of Su's organization. It's not your turn to take action yet." Fu Shuyan's tone was full of provocation.

He stared at Mo Beichen intuitively, with cold eyes and no cowardice at all.

He seemed to be declaring his sovereignty.

Mo Beichen's eyes had already been engraved with cold and stern words. He faced him with a bit of forbearance.

"You have to go against me, don't you?"

"Cousin, you can't handle the distance. Rourou is no longer your ex-wife. Now, she is your cousin-in-law. My cousin should know this better than me."

The words "cousin-in-law" were like a sharp sword, stabbing Mo Beichen with scars. The feeling of not being able to love and losing the one he loved was like a blazing fire, burning him severely.

Fu Shuyan will fight with him to the end no matter what.

His face instantly turned pale, his body was trembling slightly, and his whole body seemed to be broken.

"Do you have the capital to fight with me?" He grabbed Fu Shuyan's lapel and spoke every word, but his voice sounded weak and weak.

The anger in his eyes was about to turn into violence, hitting Fu Shuyan again and again.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Su Qianrou stepped forward and faced him with the same hatred as Fu Shuyan.

"Let him go!" There was no trace of distress in her eyes.

"Do you have to protect him?" Mo Beichen's breathing was stagnant, and his eyes were full of forbearance.

His pupils were covered with a layer of fog that could not be seen clearly, and all kinds of emotions were chaotic and disorderly.

Su Qianrou was obviously hesitant, but she quickly reinforced her voice and said, "I want you to let him go!"

She seemed to have made her position clear, and that tough look in her eyes said it all.

Well, the person he was reluctant to hurt ended up being hostile to him because of an outsider.

This heart-wrenching feeling made him want to stop.

"Su Qianrou, remember what you said!"

At this time, he grasped Fu Shuyan's hand and relaxed a little, but soon tightened it again.

He closed his eyes deeply, the hatred and love and hatred in his heart washing over him like a flood.

In the end, he could only control his surging emotions, and after a series of struggles, he finally let go.