Looking at Bei Zicheng kneeling on the ground, Bei Qingyue raised her eyebrow.
She said, "There's no use blaming yourself now, wait until Xi'er returns safely to talk about it."
In any case, Bei Zicheng bears some responsibility for this matter.
After all, it was because he asked Bei Xier to accompany him shopping that led to her abduction.
Bei Zicheng's expression changed a bit; he could hear the reproach in Bei Qingyue's words.
He lowered his head slightly, collected himself, and then stood up.
He glanced at Nangong Yun, who was sitting to the side, and only when his gaze returned to the Old Madam did he speak again.
"These people seem to know our whereabouts very well. I suspect they have a connection with someone inside the Bei Family."
The Old Madam's hand suddenly clenched tightly: "Related to our Bei Family? Why do you say that?"
Bei Zicheng noticed the Old Madam seemed concerned about this point and quickly explained.
