Mr. Fu Chased His Wife and Overturned Again

"Really? I want to see, how did you make us look good?"

Mo Qing was tall and tall, and without Fu Yixing, Mo Qing's aura was tough, and he couldn't be suppressed by these second generation ancestors.

"Dad, save me quickly, this man dares to do this to me, you must make him pay the price."

Zhou Yichen howled at Zhou Dong and his wife.

This man is so arrogant, so arrogant in front of his parents, he must let him know the price of messing with him.

As soon as Zhou Yichen called, the other second generation ancestors shouted together, "Mom and Dad, let him let us go."

Zhou Dong and his wife, together with several other couples, immediately stepped forward, sweating profusely, with panic on their faces.

Zhou Yichen and the others watched their parents come forward, and were about to laugh complacently when they were slapped a few times in the face.

Mo Qing's tall figure stood aside and raised his eyebrows.

These parents can do it!

"Dad, why did you hit me?"

Zhou Yichen covered his cheeks and looked at Zhou Dong in disbelief.

Zhou Dong hated that iron was not steel, so he slapped Zhou Yichen again.

The rest of the parents were equally merciless, ignoring their son's stunned state, and walked towards Mo Qing in fear.

"Assistant Mo, that kid in my family deserves a fight, but he dares to provoke President Fu. I will teach him a lesson someday."

Although the Zhou family has a position in Nancheng, it is completely incomparable with the Fu family. Besides the capital, the Fu family has influence all over the country, so how can the Zhou family provoke it.

When he knew that his son was provoking the Fu Group, Jay Chou had the heart to kill his son.

Mrs. Zhou asked Mo Qing to forgive her son with red eyes, and repeatedly assured that such a thing would never happen again, and they would definitely discipline her well.

"It's time to teach a good lesson. Today is President Fu, and another day may be someone else."

Mo Qing indifferently glanced at Zhou Yichen, who was bewildered behind his parents.

At this time, the few people didn't understand what was going on at all, why their always arrogant parents would apologize to an irrelevant person and bowed down.

"Yes, yes, we will definitely educate them so that they will never make such mistakes again."

Jay Chou apologized repeatedly, and asked cautiously and hesitantly, "Assistant Mo, I don't know if President Fu is in the car. We want to apologize in person."

Jay Chou glanced at the car behind Mo Qing.

"No, Mr. Fu is not in the car."

Mo Qing had a cold expression on his face, but he didn't soften a bit because of Jay Chou's status.

"Yes, yes, I will bring this unfilial son to the door to apologize someday. Please Assistant Mo must beg for mercy for us."

Jay Chou had lingering fears, for fear that Fu Yixing would hate Zhou's family and he would be in trouble.

"There's no need to come to the door to apologize, Jay Chou just needs to warn Young Master Zhou that those who shouldn't be molesting don't have any thoughts, otherwise, no one can guarantee what will happen next time."

Mo Qing gave a cold smile and dropped the sentence. Before Zhou Dong and the others could react, he turned around and got into the car.

For a few years, the black car drove away quickly, leaving behind a group of Jay Chou.

After seeing Mo Qing leave, Zhou Yichen strode forward angrily and pointed in the direction of Mo Qing's departure and cursed, "What kind of thing, how dare you... slap..."

The loud slap sounded again, and after the slap, Zhou Dong kicked Zhou Yichen to the ground.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

Zhou Yichen fell to the ground, and Mrs. Zhou stepped forward to support him. Seeing that her son did not repent at all, she slapped him again, regretting her pampering him.