Chapter 448

Chen Baimo's arm was clamped by him. The man didn't show any pity for her. It was estimated that with 50% of her strength, she only felt that her right arm was going to be broken.

"What are you doing here?" He asked again with patience.

"Beicheng." Chen Baimo wrongly sniffed, tears "brush" fell down, "I... sorry."

She apologized incoherently, but did not answer Mo Beicheng's question positively.

Mo Beicheng

He's not good at communicating with women, especially the obvious dumb type.

Therefore, he pursed his lips and looked at Chen Baimo with a gloomy face. Without speaking, he watched her cry.

……

Knowing that Mo Beicheng had come back, the old man opened the door himself, and his crutches were clubbing on the ground. "You son of a bitch, get in here."

Mo Beicheng didn't know the whole story. He told the housekeeper: "take Miss Chen to the living room to have a rest first."

The old man sneered like a sneer, "it's really pity for jade."

However, Chen Baimo was not a member of their mo family after all. It was not a matter to let an outsider kneel like this, so he acquiesced.

It's just that the crutch on the floor is louder.

Repressing the angry face and the raised veins on the back of his hand, he showed a meaning everywhere: if you dare to go one step further, I'll kill you.

Mo Beicheng followed him to the study on the second floor.

The housekeeper supported Chen Baimo, but didn't give him a good look. "Miss Chen, do you want to sit in the cool chair over there?"

Although she doesn't like Chen Baimo, it's the host's business after all, and she can't show it too clearly.

In case you become the third young master's wife in the future

After her father died, her mother relied on odd jobs to earn some money to support her and Pihan. Therefore, Chen Baimo suffered a lot of scorn and ridicule from others. Later, she went to the United States, and she finally got the head in the eyes of discrimination. She only needed to listen to the tone of voice to tell what other people were thinking.

Knowing that the housekeeper looked down upon her, he coldly drew back his hand, "no need."

She came to see Mo Beicheng's mother today, but she ignored the old man.

……

The old man entered the study and went directly to the French window, glancing at Chen Baimo who was supported by the servant downstairs.

She was still crying, as if a gust of wind was about to blow down.

What they despised most at that time was such a woman who only knew how to cry.

The more he looked at it, the more angry he became. He turned around and took a crutch to draw on Mo Beicheng. He didn't hurt anyone, so he drew on the place where he hurt the most.

Mo Beicheng accepted it forcefully.

His legs bent, and after he withdrew his strength, he stood straight again.

The old man pointed at the people below with his crutch, "do you know what Chen Baimo is doing?"

"I don't know."

Mo Beicheng put the tip of his tongue on the top of his cheek. He said in his heart: the old man's strength is really great.

The old man tried to fight him again, but Mo Beicheng avoided him. He said helplessly: "grandfather, even if you want to fight, do you want to let me know why?"

He didn't pay attention to the pain, but he was in a hurry and wanted to deal with it as soon as possible.

The old man glared, another crutch came, "why? Is it a reason to beat you? "

Mo Beicheng

"Well, let me make a phone call first. I'll let you smoke enough later."

When he said this, the old man couldn't go on smoking. "Hum," he said, "the skin is rough and the flesh is thick."

Mo Beicheng took out his mobile phone and called, "you ask Aunt Chen to take Miss Chen to the living room to have a rest."

Let the old man look at him again, he will be defeated today.

Old man: "I'm not sure."

"It's time for me to beat you up. When did I learn?"

His three grandsons and granddaughters are mo Beicheng's most stuffy and consistent character.

The old man didn't have time to tell him anything else. He said directly, "she came to ask your mother to help you and her, saying that you really love each other."

The more he said it, the more angry he was. But after all, he was his own grandson. His heart ached after two blows, and he was reluctant to do it again.

Only tightly holding the crutch, "I don't care who you want to marry, but don't look like a man's procrastination. If you really can't live with Nanqiao, if you want to be with Chen Baimo, just say it directly, divorce and marry again, and make a news to bury people, are you ashamed?"

Mo Beicheng was scolded a little wrongly, he touched his nose, "I have nothing to do with Chen Baimo, that day I happened to meet him in the bar."