Encountered Uncle Se's ex-husband came to find fault

Lin Piaorou's eyes turned red at first, "Little Xingxing has such a severe fever, and there is also a wound on her forehead, Xiaobei, should you take her to the hospital?"

In fact, the medical facilities in Mengyuan are the most advanced in the world, and Dr. Zhang is a well-known doctor at home and abroad, but Lin Piaorou felt a little anxious seeing Han Yixing unconscious.

Meng Beichen's complexion was always bad, maybe because he also caught the cold last night but didn't have a good rest, in short, he was gloomy and terrible.

After listening to Lin Piaorou's words, her eyes softened a little, and she comforted: "Mom, I believe Dr. Zhang, Xing'er will be fine, but there is still no clue about what happened last night."

When Lin Piaorou and Meng Qingyang heard him call Yixing, a gleam of relief flashed in their eyes as they looked at each other, but then they became sad again. [

"This matter must have been done by the French side. In order to control the chosen heir, they will do anything." Lin Piaorou said with a wry smile, a trance flashed in her eyes, reflecting many old events.

Meng Qingyang looked at her sideways, with a hint of complexity flashing across his eyes, he was the one who took her away back then, but now, because of them, his son's happiness was affected, so he will always feel guilty.

"Dad, Mom, maybe you guessed wrong this time," Meng Beichen sighed suddenly after a long time.

Receiving their puzzled eyes, he sneered coldly: "If it was for the heir, they wouldn't want to kill me. They moved my car. Obviously, the target last night was me, and the star I just became a victim."

He blamed himself a little, and finally took her out, but this happened again.

"It's you they're going to kill? Who is that?" Lin Piaorou yelled, even more unbelievable. In Lincheng, no one has the guts to touch Meng Beichen. The Patrick family will never resisted and took his life.

Is it...

She suddenly widened her eyes, could it be her?

"Mom, what did you think of? Could it be Shawshke?"

When he said this name, there was still a trace of coldness in his eyes. He had always lived in that old castle in France, and he had made it clear before he left France that he would not go back.

Is he not at ease?Just want to kill yourself?