Chapter 162           This is my business

Feng Tingbei had just handled Bo Xianchuan's affairs and came to the door of Muhuan's community.

He spoke to Bo Yanxi on the phone and said earnestly that he was worried about Mu Qi and wanted to go up and look at her, "Xiao Qi vomited blood for me. Do you still think she doesn't need me?"

"I just went up to look at her. She exaggerated her resentment and hatred for me. It's better than keeping it in my heart all the time?"

Bo Yanxi was a little shaken, thinking that as long as she could help her sister recover as soon as possible, she could put the grudges of the past aside.

As a result, at this moment, he received a video text message from a stranger.

When I opened it, I saw that it was the scene of my eldest nephew being tortured in the small dark room of the Feng family. Every time the servant beat him, he was the uncle, and he was the heart of his uncle!

The Bo family cherishes every child very much, let alone Bo Xianchuan or the eldest grandson of the Bo family. They have been highly valued since childhood, and the Bo family is also very attentive to cultivate him.

It can be said that he is a role model for his younger brothers and sisters, and also the face of the younger generation of the Bo family.

Not to mention outsiders, even the two elders of the Bo family have never touched him with a stick. What mistakes have really made, just criticize and educate him.

Look at how arrogant the Feng family is, and they beat their Bo family's children with the Feng family's big stick!

"Feng Family! It's so good!" Bo Yanxi was so angry that he gritted his teeth, got up from the study, and was about to rush downstairs to settle accounts with Feng Tingbei.

As a result, as soon as he opened the door of the study, he saw Mu Huan standing outside the door with difficulty leaning against the infusion rack.

"Xiao Qi, why are you getting up?" Bo Yanxi felt distressed and reached out to help Mu Huan go back to his room to rest.

He thought his sister didn't know about Bo Xianchuan being beaten, and he didn't intend to tell her, for fear that she would get angry again.

"Let Feng Ting come north." Mu Huan's voice was extremely calm, and she also received the video text message on her phone. She was angry and heartbroken, and her internal organs were twisted together!

Bo Xianchuan was summoned to Haishi City, and she asked her to go to the old house to treat Mrs. Feng. As a result, the Bo family's children have been beaten and have been beaten for ten sticks, leaving only half of their lives.

How could she be worthy of Xian Chuan? How could she explain to her elder brother and sister-in-law?

"Xiao Qi," Bo Yanxi said with a heartache, "Leave this matter to me to deal with-"

"This is my business! Even you came to Haishi because of me. How did you keep me out of trouble?" Mu Huan coughed violently because she was too angry.

Bo Yanxi stroked his sister's back and comforted her: "It's not your fault, Xiaoqi, don't blame yourself like this. Otherwise Xian Chuan will be even more sad."

Mu Huan took a long time to relieve her cough, and finally stopped. "This matter cannot be hidden from my elder brother and sister-in-law. The Feng family must pay the price."

Seeing that my sister had made the decision, Bo Yanxi nodded, "Then let's figure out the whole story first, and then think about how to deal with those bastards."

Mu Huan gasped hard: "Go to choose a conference room downstairs, I want to see how the Feng family explained this matter."

Bo Yanxi went down to arrange that Mu Huan asked the two children to play in the children's room, and he stole a pill of refreshing medicine with side effects.

She had to face Feng Tingbei's dangerous man in a sober state, even if her condition worsened in the future, she would not care about it.

Feng Tingbei thought he would meet Mu Qi on the sickbed, but he didn't expect that the appointment was actually a conference room on the second floor.

Mu Qi sat on the boss's chair, with some dripping on the back of his hands. He looked a little haggard, but his eyes were still bright and energetic, not like he had vomited blood.

The usual keenness of the merchants made Feng Tingbei wonder whether Bo Xianchuan’s words about vomiting blood were exaggerated.

"Does Mr. Feng have any explanation for this matter?" Mu Huan's face was gloomy and played the scene of Bo Xianchuan being beaten on the big screen in the conference room.


Chapter completed!