C13 Great Chaos
The sun was setting.
Beiming Family Mansion.
A limited edition top-grade silver-white sportscar slowly drove into the Beiming Family gate.
As soon as the servants saw the carriage, they rushed to line up and greet it.
"Second Young Master is back!"
Beiming Mo walked out of the car with his straight body.
A pair of black supersunglasses rested on his high nose.
The sharp contours of his face were as cold as ever.
She wore a simple yet elegant coat, which she casually opened in front of her chest.
His chest muscles faintly revealed a sexual feeling.
Countless maids' hearts turned red when they saw this.
He handed the car keys to the servant.
He had just opened his long legs — —
A fat, muscular body pounced on him.
They clung intimately to his legs and wagged their tails.
"Gulp." A sound came from his nose.
He opened his mouth wide, revealing his lavender tongue as he panted excitedly.
Beiming Mo looked down.
A twisted wound appeared on his forehead.
He was so obsessed with cleanliness that every time he saw this stupid wrinkled thing, he had the urge to kick it to death!
"Who let this stupid thing out? Hurry up and take it away!"
The servant at the side finally came back to his senses.
A few of the male cadets quickly moved forward, wanting to pull the meatball from Second Young Master's feet.
Helplessly, this lump of meat was like a piece of dog skin plaster, "Wu Wu", it clung onto Beiming Mo's long and slender leg, refusing to let go even if it died.
In the midst of the chaos, a childish voice was heard — —
"You are not allowed to bully my Bella!"
The servants stopped and turned around, trembling slightly. "Young Master Cheng?"
Through his sunglasses, Beiming Mo swept his cold gaze at the little boy who was standing not far away.
The little boy was wearing a set of white designer casual clothes. His forehead was covered with sweat.
He raised his small head and bravely looked at Beiming Mo.
On her fair and pretty face, it seemed like she was carved from the same mold as Beiming Mo.
There was a fearless pride and coldness about him.
The boy's eyebrows tightened in displeasure, and his black eyes swept across the small animals that were being chopped into pieces by the servants.
"I'll say it again, let go of my Bella!"
The servant looked awkwardly at Young Master, who was unhappy, then looked at Second Young Master, who was similarly cold.
This, which young master should he listen to?
Beiming Mo's eyes turned cold.
"Either get rid of it, or I'll kill it!" He met the boy's eyes. His tone was calm.
Clang ~
It was Bella's heart breaking voice.
It let go of Beiming Mo's claws as if it understood what Beiming Mo was saying.
With a "wuu" sound, he lowered his head and frowned.
He returned to the boy's side, shaking his fat ass.
The little boy lightly patted Bella's head.
It was as if he was comforting Bella, and he didn't have to be sad for such a person!
Then, the little boy turned around and was about to leave with Bella. His attitude was so cold that he completely looked down on Beiming Mo.
Beiming Mo looked at the boy's cold back and frowned even more.
"Halt!"
The word 'icy-cold' made the servant by the side break out in a cold sweat.
The little boy completely ignored him and continued to drag Bella along.
"That's your attitude to a father, is it? "Darknorth, Si, Cheng!"
Stopping after each word, Beiming Mo stared at the small figure that still refused to turn around.
Cheng stopped walking.
With his back facing Beiming Mo, he finally replied in a perfunctory manner:
"Welcome home, Daddy XXX."
Beiming Mo raised his eyebrows.
His taut jaw softened at the sound of his son's compromise.
"Is there a need to be angry with me for so long over such a stupid shar pei dog?"
Unfortunately, he didn't hear Cheng's words clearly.
Actually: welcome home to the dead face dad.
Hearing his father say Bella, Cheng immediately turned around and retorted:
"Bella is not stupid at all!"
Beiming Mo looked at Bella who was beside Cheng with his face drooping. This child and this dog matched each other's looks, no matter how he looked, he was not pleasing to the eye!
"That's still too ugly!"
"Bella isn't ugly, he was born with such a look. He is the number one fighting dog!"
Cheng looked as if he was defending Bella, as if he was a prince defending his princess.
"Oh …" Bella seemed to be moved to tears.
Beiming Mo squinted and glared at the dead dog.
"For such a dog, you can stay away from me for a month! Good! You insist on it, don't you? Butler Wang, drag this dog away for humanitarian destruction! "
Destruction of humanity?
The servant was so scared that he didn't dare to make a sound.
Eh, although Bella is really a little ugly and stupid.
If you were to say that Young Master Cheng was a little prince, then Bella was just a pile of shit beside the little prince.
No matter how you looked at it, it did not make any sense.
Second Young Master getting rid of Bella was really satisfying.
Available...
After all, Bella was Young Master Cheng's most beloved pet.
Housekeeper Wang was so scared that his face turned pale.
"Let's see who dares to touch Bella!" Cheng fearlessly met Beiming Mo's gaze.
His dark and bright eyes were unexpectedly cold and unfriendly, inconsistent with his age.
Just like his dad.
Beiming Mo Jun's face became darker and darker.
"Housekeeper Wang —"
This time, Steward Wang was scared to the point of peeing himself.
