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

The strong smell of alcohol penetrated her nose.

She couldn't help but frown, and her body was struggling as if she wanted to push him but didn't move.

He is now different from the man with a strong aura in the past.

Somewhat weak.

"Do you know what nonsense you are talking about?" She said calmly.

The tone was still cold.

"Of course I know, but it's not nonsense."

He suddenly raised his eyes slightly, with a painful look in his eyes.

The moment she looked at him, she felt something in her heart.

She quickly avoided looking at him, turning a blind eye, and hurriedly tried to keep her distance from him.

"Stop talking, I don't want to hear it, please leave immediately!"

She showed great resistance, and invisibly revealed her confusion.

She is escaping.

When Mo Beichen saw her in such a hurry, the corners of his mouth suddenly curved in different shades of arc.

But his hand was still pressed against the door, with no intention of obeying her wishes.

"Although we are divorced, there is no need for you to regard me as an enemy."

He raised his brows and his pupils were wide open.

Of all the piles he made, which one was not for the purpose of vendetta?

Su Qianrou had already given him enough face.

She stared at him coldly, annoyance written all over her face.

The corner of her eye that glanced at her was filled with impatience. She just wanted to end this as soon as possible.

"Now that you're divorced, please be more sensible."

Her posture was no longer straight and her whole body was loose.

She was always like a wild horse that could never be tamed.

The light in Mo Beichen's eyes was a little lonely.

His heart twitched faintly for a few times, and with his feet clamped on the threshold, he tried to get closer, but in the end he only retreated.

Both hands also let go of the door, hanging in the air.

He's quite sensible.

Su Qianrou looked away and was about to close the door when his low voice sounded again.

"The position of Mo's planning manager is still vacant. If you want, you can come back at any time."

She has no interest in being a planning manager.

She looked back sharply with a disdainful look: "I'm just here to take care of grandpa, not to be your employee!"

She was obviously a little angry.

He sighed softly and nodded in understanding: "I'm just afraid you'll be bored."

"I'm not bored!" She raised her voice a few decibels to refute him.

"It doesn't matter, the seat is always reserved for you."

"Bang!" She closed the door indifferently, showing no mercy to him.

She lay down on the bed with an ugly look on her face and her mind was in confusion.

Did he deliberately mess with his own mentality?

But he, who was rejected, only looked helpless.

He raised his hand and poked the center of his eyebrows, which was a bit bitter.

With her stubborn and strong temperament, she is the only one who can suppress Li Le and Zhou Fan.

Just now...

Being drunk, he felt a little dizzy and couldn't help but lean on the armrest.

The next day, he had just finished the video conference and was putting on his coat to go out.

Li Mu suddenly hurried in, "Mr. Mo, someone wants to see you, you can't stop him!"

As soon as his uneasy breath fell, a man and a woman came in behind him.

The two walked in tandem, walking cautiously for fear of stepping on landmines.

Mo Beichen glanced sharply, his face suddenly turned dark, and his eyes suddenly became deep.

Isn't this his uncle who is a bad gambler?

And the woman who couldn’t wait to marry her after her step-aunt died?

He obviously didn't have a good look on these two people, but had a more scornful attitude.

"Speak directly if you have anything to say. I'll only give you five minutes." He lowered his eyes and looked at his watch.

Then he returned to the business chair with a neat gesture.

He raised his hands and placed them on his chin. "Beichen, uncle, I'm here to ask you for something." Father Fu's eyes dodge and his voice sounded a little ashamed.

"Begging me?" He glanced sideways at Li Mu, and then cast his eyes meaningfully on Father Fu again.

"Uncle, he shouldn't forget what he said at the beginning, right?"

He smiled nonchalantly.

He hated this uncle so much that he was already tearing him into pieces.

"That's all in the past. All grudges have passed like chalk writing."

Father Fu bowed slightly, looking unnatural.

"Even if you don't do it for my sake, you do it for your aunt's sake. Don't break her heart."

His voice was old-fashioned, and he relied on his status as an elder to try to calm the situation.

He was quite shameless and glanced sideways at his stepmother.

The stepmother understood and followed closely behind him.

They were both timid and bold.

But in Mo Beichen's opinion, he was nothing more than a turtle surviving on its own.

It was better not to mention his aunt, but when he mentioned it, he got up like crazy.

His hands hit the button heavily.

His eyes showed bloodthirsty light.

"You still have the nerve to mention her?!"

His anger was like the burning sun, glaring at them.

The two of them were startled by his sullen and frightened body, and their breathing became much more cautious.

Li Mu on the side was also stunned for a moment, what kind of hatred made him so insane.

"Mr. Mo..."

"Shut up!"

He tried to lighten the atmosphere, but Mo Beichen scolded him back with a knife-like look.

He no longer dared to act rashly, so he had to stand aside and wait for orders.

"Fu, you have no right to mention her! I won't care about your affairs!"

His thin lips were parted angrily, cold and ruthless.

"Get out of here right now! Otherwise, I have all the means to ask you out!"

His deep voice was hoarse and his eyes were cold.

He obviously didn't want to get involved with them anymore.

"Li Mu, go prepare the car." He tidied up, his face cold and solemn.

"Yes."

As soon as Li Mu opened the door, a very good-looking girl rushed in quickly.

Her expression was panicked, with a hint of fear.

"Mom!" She walked to her stepmother, looked at her stepmother carefully, and then turned around to look at Father Fu.

"Uncle Fu..."

A few seconds later, his hostile eyes fell heavily on Mo Beichen.

"They are just doing it for me, why are you so cruel to them! Uncle Fu is still your uncle, you are too heartless!"

As soon as she came in, she scolded Mo Beichen.

With an angry look on his face, he didn't even take him as the fifth master of the Beijing circle in his eyes.

She was afraid that she had eaten the courage of a bear's heart and a leopard's courage.

Everyone in the Beijing circle knew that if they pissed him off, they wouldn't even know how they would die.

The stepmother suddenly became anxious and tugged at her clothes, looking very frightened.

"Yuanyuan, Yuanyuan, stop talking, you can't afford to offend me."

Father Fu couldn't help but echoed at this time: "Yes, Yuanyuan, you wait outside first, we will handle it here."

Father Fu also had a panicked face, showing worry.

But Fang Yuan, who had always had a fierce temper, was not willing to be obedient, so she did the opposite.

He looked unconvinced.

"I do not go!"