"Your grandson hasn't died yet. Could it be that you want to burn your grandson alive in order to catch up with the time?"

Ye Qingqing couldn't help but rebuked.

Mr. Bei said impatiently: "This is my family's housework. What does it have to do with you? The doctor said that my grandson can't be cured. Naturally, I have to think about my grandson's next life."

Moreover, Mr. Sun said that when he was cremated at a good time, he could take away the bad luck of his family and bless him with a prosperous business and a lot of money.

"You didn't even care about your grandson in this life, so what are you talking about in the next life? If it wasn't for your ignorance, your grandson would still be living in his mother's womb now!" Ye Qingqing was furious.

This kind of person is already poisonous, and he has not realized his fault until now, and he is still dead without repentance. For the sake of a good time, he has to rush to cremate his dead grandson, which is simply inhumane.

"Can you manage my family's affairs? Be careful that you won't live long, get out of your way!"

Mr. Bei was so angry that he wanted to do it. He didn't connect Lu Mo, who was standing in the distance, with Ye Qingqing.

Lu Mo lowered his face, strode over, stood in front of Ye Qingqing, and said coldly, "Boss Bei is so powerful!"

President Bei looked at Lu Mo in astonishment, then at Ye Qingqing who was wearing home pajamas, and at the basket in Lu Mo's hand. His mind was finally clear, his face changed greatly, and sweat broke out from his forehead.

"Mr. Lu, is this Mrs. Ling?" To be sure, maybe he guessed wrong.

"You know each other? How do you have such a friend?" Ye Qingqing stared at President Bei in disgust.

Lu Mo said softly, "It's just some business dealings, so I'm not really a friend."

He looked at Mr. Bei coldly, "I'm not interested in Mr. Bei's housework, but if you are rude to my wife, I'll have to mind my own business."

"Don't be angry, Mr. Lu, it's my poor eyesight, I didn't recognize Mrs. Lu, it's my fault, I apologize to Mrs. Lu!"

Mr. Bei nodded and bowed his head in a low voice, without the arrogance and domineering just now, and even bowed to Ye Qingqing to apologize.

"Even if you are in a hurry, you have to wait for the child to die. After all, he is your grandson." Ye Qingqing couldn't help but say.

"Yes, yes, Mrs. Lu is right." Mr. Bei nodded and agreed smoothly, but only he knew what he was thinking.

Ye Qingqing heard his perfunctory, and felt angry, but after all, it was someone else's housework She can't get involved too much as an outsider, and the child can't be saved.

Lu Mo took a deep look and said nothing. He was about to take the elevator, but the sister in the basket suddenly twisted uncontrollably. The basket was shaking with such strength, and then the younger brother also started to move. The strength is very strong, not like a newborn child at all.

"What's wrong? Are you hungry?" Ye Qingqing asked worriedly.

"No, I just drank a bottle of Nai, and I may have to pee."

Lu Mo touched it skillfully, his eyes were surprised, and he didn't want to pee. What are these sisters and brothers making a fuss about?

"Ah ah ah..."

The sister and brother had more fun, the basket kept shaking, and Lu Mo was even more puzzled. The sister and brother usually only made trouble when they were hungry or excrement. They have never made trouble for no reason like now.

"Mom, what's wrong with the baby? Is he suffering?" the child's mother cried, crying, and the child's father was equally shocked.

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