After getting the marriage certificate, she was spoiled by her rich husband

"You...you are Mo..." After seeing the person in front of him clearly, the man instantly forgot all the pain.

He was so shocked that his mouth opened wide, unable to speak.

This... isn't this... isn't this Mo Beiting?

The second richest man in the empire and the heir to the Mo family enterprise.

He had tried his best to get close to celebrities in the social circle, but he was never able to reach such a high position.

"How dare you touch my woman?"

The voice was so cold and grim that it seemed to come from the Netherworld.

Mo Beiting held the man's hand tightly, the veins on his arm bulged, and he almost used up all his strength.

The man's features were distorted in pain and he screamed: "Ah, my hand is about to break... Let go... Let me go..."

His voice was shrill and sharp, and his body kept twisting and struggling.

When the people around saw this scene, they all gasped and were so scared that they dared not breathe.

When the middle-aged woman saw her son’s miserable condition, her eyes widened and she rushed forward desperately, like a mother animal protecting her cubs.

She stretched out her hands and tried to pull Mo Beiting away.

Who knew that he would be pushed hard by the bodyguard behind Mo Beiting.

She staggered back several steps and almost fell to the ground.

The middle-aged woman was directly shocked by this powerful aura. She stood there in a daze, her face full of fear, and she dared not move.

When Fang Tingting heard Mo Beiting's voice, she slowly opened her eyes tremblingly.

Those slightly red eyes were full of incredible surprise.

Why...is he here?

It turned out that Su Qianman was really worried and let Tingting stay in the hospital alone.

She always felt that there was something strange about the woman's family, and that they were not good people, so she quickly contacted Mo Beiting.

After Mo Beiting learned about the situation, he rushed to the hospital immediately.

Mo Beiting turned around and saw Tingting, who was extremely frightened and pale, and he was furious.

Without saying a word, she quickly shook off the man's dirty hand.

Then he clenched his fist and punched the man hard.

The man had no time to react and was knocked to the ground.

His nose immediately splattered with blood, and he screamed like a pig being slaughtered: "Ah...ah...it hurts..."

Mo Beiting was still not satisfied, so he took a big step forward.

He raised his foot high and kicked the man with all his strength. Each kick was filled with anger and resentment, and he kicked several times in a row.

The man rolled and twisted in pain on the ground, his body curled up into a ball, begging for mercy: "Mo... Mo Shao, please stop hitting me... stop hitting me... please spare me..."

"Stop hitting me... Stop hitting me... Please let my son go..." the middle-aged woman cried and shouted.

As she shouted, she rushed forward like mad, trying to stop Mo Beiting.

But he was held tightly by Mo Beiting's bodyguard.

The bodyguard had a blank expression on his face, his big hands firmly grasping her arms.

No matter how she struggled and twisted, how she scratched and clawed, she could not get free.

Everyone around was stunned by the scene. Unable to bear watching it, they all turned their heads away.

Some people quickly covered their children's eyes, fearing that the bloody scene would affect the children.

When Mo Beiting thought of the scene where the man raised his fist and hit Tingting ferociously, the anger in his eyes grew more and more intense.

He bent down and grabbed the man's tie roughly.

I wanted to pick the man up from the ground and punch him a few more times so that he would never be able to do evil again.

But at this moment, his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of Fang Tingting.

She looked extremely nervous, her whole face turned to one side, her eyes tightly closed, and her whole body was shaking.

Only then did Mo Beiting realize that his violent behavior had scared Tingting.

He quickly lowered his clenched fists and pushed the man hard as if he was throwing away garbage. The man fell to the ground in a mess again.

Then he quickly walked to Fang Tingting and hugged her with both hands.

He quickly stroked her head gently, his voice low and gentle: "It's okay, don't be afraid."

The man's warm breath instantly made Fang Tingting feel at ease.

She quickly buried her head deep in his chest, her hands tightly grasping his clothes, her body still sobbing.

Mo Beiting looked at the trembling woman in his arms and knew that she was frightened. He quickly picked her up and walked towards the hospital entrance.

The bodyguards behind him hurriedly followed.

The middle-aged woman seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and staggered over to help her son up.

Her legs went weak and she almost fell to the ground. After she finally stood up, she struggled to pull her son up.

The man's face was covered in bruises and was so swollen that it was unrecognizable.

The two of them snuggled up to each other and left dejectedly amid the pointing and talking of others.

After Mo Beiting carried Fang Tingting out of the hospital, the two got into the car.

Fang Tingting snuggled tightly in his arms, her body still trembling from time to time.

Mo Beiting felt so distressed that he held her tighter with his arms.

His warm big hands gently stroked her face: "It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid."

Gradually, Fang Tingting's trembling eased a lot and her emotions became more stable.

Mo Beiting stroked her head gently and asked softly, "Are you hurt anywhere? Did they hit you?"

Fang Tingting shook her head gently in his arms.

But Mo Beiting was still worried, so he gently opened his arms, held her face lightly with his fingers, and looked at her carefully.

When my eyes fell on her slender wrist, I saw a large red spot on her fair skin.

His heart was suddenly gripped, his brows knitted, and he looked at the woman's wrist with distressed eyes: "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

Fang Tingting lowered her eyes slightly and looked at him with a faint smile on her face.

Even though her wrist was so red, this woman was still smiling at him. He could see that she didn't want him to worry.

Mo Beiting felt even more distressed.

He reached out and gently pinched the woman's chin and lifted it up, his deep eyes full of pity: "Tingting, if you meet this kind of person in the future, let me protect you, okay?"

Thinking of the scene just now, Mo Beiting felt both angry and scared.

If he had come a step later, she might have been seriously injured.

Fang Tingting didn't say anything, her clear eyes staring at the man in front of her without blinking.

Although, she always knew that he was of noble status.

However, no one expected that he would be so ruthless in his actions and quickly subdue the mother and son.

And he has the ability to make people terrified.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Seeing Fang Tingting staring at him but not saying anything, he asked anxiously.

Fang Tingting raised her little hand and gently put down the hand that was pinching her chin.

Then he held it tightly in her hand.

Looking at the cold and noble man in front of her, the corners of her mouth raised, revealing a sweet smile.

The two looked at each other, and the whole world was silent.

Mo Beiting's gaze subconsciously fell on her rosy and tender lips. A wave of desire surged in his heart and he swallowed secretly.

Fang Tingting's smile became even more intense, and she stretched out her little hand to gently stroke the man's handsome face.

Then her little face slowly moved closer and gently kissed the man's lips.

The soft lips touched the man's lips lightly and then wanted to leave.

The next second, a large hand quickly wrapped around her slender waist and pushed her forward, deepening the kiss.

The two kissed passionately for a long time.

Mo Beiting gently released her lips, kissed her cheeks and nose gently, and then hugged her tightly in his arms.

Fang Tingting leaned on the man's chest and could clearly hear his accelerating heartbeat.

She closed her eyes and the corners of her lips curled up slightly.