When he met the man's bloodthirsty and murderous gaze, Mu Qinghai's hand trembled, and he almost knelt down before him.
"Tenth Master, is there some misunderstanding here?"
Some say that offending Fu Jingchen in Jinyang City is like losing half your life, but offending Fu Beiyao could mean losing your life at any moment.
Because of Fu Beiyao, he's a madman.
At this moment, the woman beside him finally spoke.
“Father, there’s no misunderstanding. I think Mu Zhonghe has just been spoiled by you and Aunt.”
Suddenly being reprimanded, Mu Qinghai frowned and his expression turned sour.
After he released Fu Beiyao's hand, he turned his head to look at her, pursed his lips, and asked, "Yun Shu, what happened?"
“Look.” Rong Shang raised her delicate chin. “Ask your good son. He just said he didn’t mind that I’m his half-sister, and he insisted on taking off my clothes and sleeping with me.”
The system covered its face, [Goddess, could you be any more direct?]
Shocked, Mu Qinghai's pupils widened, his eyes filled with disbelief.
This is utter chaos!
Unable to believe it, Mu Qinghai asked another question, "Yun Shu, are you... are you telling the truth?"
Before she could even reply, Mu Zhonghe, who was slumped on the ground, howled again.
At this moment, Fu Beiyao's cold face was filled with bloodshed. Ignoring Mu Qinghai's obstruction, he raised his foot and stomped hard on Mu Zhonghe's chest.
Lowering his eyes, a bloodthirsty glint flashed in Fu Beiyao's crimson gaze. "You're a beast. I'll send you to hell!"
He seemed to loathe such evil people; as soon as he finished speaking, his dark eyes flickered slightly.
He then kicked out fiercely.
With just one kick, Mu Zhonghe coughed up another mouthful of blood, "Pfft... cough cough."
Fu Beiyao finally left, but Mu Zhonghe, who was lying on the ground, was already bruised and swollen, and there was no part of his body that was not in pain.
As soon as the man walked away, Mu Qinghai quickly went up to him.
He is, after all, the sole heir of the Mu family.
At this moment, Mu Qinghai's heart was still with Mu Zhonghe.
However, as he struggled to help him up, he remembered what Rong Shang had just said and gritted his teeth, saying, "You brat, she's your sister! How could you have such filthy thoughts about her!"
"Cough cough."
Mu Zhonghe was in excruciating pain, and he had no energy left to listen to Mu Qinghai's reprimand.
He kept crying out, "It hurts, it hurts so much."
"Father, it hurts so much. Am I going to die?"
Bright red blood flowed down his forehead, and Mu Zhonghe's eyes were already so swollen that he could barely open them.
Although he was very angry, seeing him being bullied so badly, Mu Qinghai felt extremely sorry for him.
He turned his head to look over, originally intending to ask Fu Beiyao and his daughter for help.
But unexpectedly, he met Rong Shang's interested gaze.
For a moment, Mu Qinghai's face stiffened.
Fortunately, in the end, Rong Shang took pity on him and ordered a few servants to take the injured Mu Zhonghe to a nearby clinic for a check-up.
That's why Mu Qinghai briefly forgot about her amused look.
Just as she was about to leave the Fu family, Mu Qinghai suddenly brought up the matter of borrowing money from her.
They said the Mu family's business needed to expand and they wanted to borrow some funds from her for working capital.
At this moment, Rong Shang subconsciously glanced at Fu Beiyao and saw him nod, as if he already knew about it.
She looked away, and Rong Shang frowned. "No."
She suddenly refused, and Mu Qinghai froze on the spot.
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