"I'm fine." The Old Madam gently waved her hand.
Bei Shengri looked at everything before him, holding back words he hadn't spoken.
At this moment, he couldn't help but speak up.
"Mom, I just brought Zicheng back, hoping he could contribute to the Bei Family."
"Is it possible that the Bei Family can't even handle this?"
The Old Madam trembled, a hint of shock flashing in her eyes.
"Shengri, do you suspect that it's our Bei Family trying to harm Zicheng?"
Bei Shengri snorted coldly, saying nothing.
This attitude was tantamount to an admission.
The Old Madam unconsciously stepped back, as they say, even a tiger doesn't eat its cubs.
Though these children were rebellious, had she ever punished them heartlessly?
Everything she did was in hopes that the descendants of the Bei Family would become better.
But now, Bei Shengri was directly accusing them of harming Bei Zicheng.
Bei Qingyue's expression changed, angrily saying, "Brother, how can you speak to Mom like that?"
