Bab 357: Losing Control

The bodyguards rushed over.

"Send Third Uncle back to the old mansion. Without the Old Master's permission, don't let him out," Mo Ting replied.

"Get lost!" Mo Yi roared, "Mo Ting, you ungrateful wretch! You're just like your mother who sells her body! You're both cheap! If your mother hadn't climbed into my brother's bed, my brother wouldn't have died! You're a jinx!"

Fu Wen wanted to block Mo Yi's mouth, but it was already too late. The atmosphere in the ward instantly froze.

Mo Ting looked down at Mo Yi with a murderous look in his eyes.

Fu Wen was shocked. Previously, someone had mocked Mo Ting's background. Apparently, Mo Ting had thrown him into a pack of wolves and killed him.

"Take him away." Fu Wen heaved a sigh of relief. He was afraid that Mo Yi would say something else and step on his CEO's bottom line.