Yue Ming was frightened and took a few steps back. He looked at Mr. Yue in disbelief and shook his head repeatedly, "I don't understand...Grandpa, I don't understand, why are you talking about me like this now? Obviously...Obviously Yue Mingfeng and I

They are all the same, they are all of the Yue family’s bloodline!”

"Don't you understand? Even Tingxue understands it," Mr. Yue sneered: "The one we love most is our only son Yue Zhi! Although he is a beast, we still love him! We go to Beitang

Xinya and her son concealed your existence not because they like you or to protect you, but to protect our son!"

He looked at Yue Ming, his eyes becoming cold and contemptuous, "If you can keep your tail between your legs and keep hiding, or even leave the capital and go to another place, you will always receive support from the Yue family, even though you don't have the status of the eldest young master of the Yue family.

But with the Yue family's wealth, there is no need for your money, but you are greedy and instigated your father to snatch Yue Mingfeng's inheritance rights!"

The more he spoke, the angrier he became, with fire almost bursting out of his eyes: "It was you! It was you who harmed my son! It was you who put him in the cell and made him suffer the pain of prison!"

"Yes! It's you, it's you!" Mrs. Yue, who was almost mad at Beitang Tingxue, heard the words of Mr. Yue, and the raging anger in her heart suddenly found an outlet to vent.

She suddenly got up from the bed, rushed to Yue Ming, and grabbed Yue Ming's face hard.

Her expression was distorted, her features were ferocious, and she screamed crazily: "It's you! It's you who killed my son! Give me back my son, give back my son... I'll fight with you!"

Yue Ming could not help but was caught firmly by her.

There was a sharp sting on his face.

He felt as if Mrs. Yue had used her nails to carve out a few pieces of flesh.

He subconsciously pushed Mrs. Yue away.

Mrs. Yue took a few steps back, fell to the ground, and suddenly let out a shrill scream.

"Guiqin!" Mr. Yue was frightened. He quickly stepped forward to help him and shouted loudly: "Doctor! Doctor!"

Seeing Mrs. Yue rolling her eyes and fainting, Yue Ming was so frightened that he turned around and ran away.

He wants to leave here.

He doesn't want to go to jail.

Going to jail is terrible!

Doctors and nurses quickly rushed into Mrs. Yue's ward and examined Mrs. Yue.

The result of the examination was quite fortunate. Mrs. Yue only broke her coccyx and her life was not in danger.

Although she only broke her tailbone, Mrs. Yue is old and her recovery period is slow, so she will suffer a lot in the future.

Looking at Mrs. Yue who fell asleep after taking a sedative, Mr. Yue raised his eyes to the roof and let out a long silent sigh.

He had long known that his son raising his daughter outside was a hidden danger.

He scolded his son many times, scolding him for playing with fire and burning himself.

But he just didn't listen and insisted on having his own way.

As he said, good words can't persuade a damn person to die.

Now, his son finally hit the south wall and was bloody.

His son knelt on the ground crying and told them that he regretted it.

However, now that things have happened, what’s the use of regretting?

He held Mrs. Yue's hand and made up his mind not to bother with it in the future.

If you go to jail, go to jail.

He deserves to go to jail.

Who makes him stupid?

He and his wife don't have much time in this world. They have two grandchildren and a granddaughter, all of whom are filial and upbeat.
Chapter completed!