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The eSports King's Crush-Chapter 1579
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Chapter 1579: Mo bei.
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Old master Feng knew what the Butler wanted to say. ๐งr๐ฆ๐ฒw๐ฆ๐๐งo๐ท๐ฆ๐ก.co๐
He raised his hand and pressed it down.
The Butler kept quiet and did not look back.
Old master Fengโs eyes also had a deeper meaning.
He did not understand what this naer was planning.
However, one thing was for sure. Just like the doctor had said, Beibei was the key to naerโs recovery.
Sometimes, old master Feng would wonder what the problem was. The Feng family paid the most attention to family education, so why would there be problems when it came to his grandson?
He fell sick at the age of five and was so stubborn that people had to send him away.
Old master Feng had also regretted it. If he hadnโt sent na โer to the county back then, there wouldnโt have been such a legacy.
He was very worried that naer would use the imprisonment method to destroy the North, just like that year.
With Beibeiโs intelligence, it was impossible for her not to know about this. Yet, she still protected her.
Old master Feng retracted his gaze. After taking a few steps in the corridor, he stopped and leaned on his Dragon-headed walking stick.โAre they still holding onto beiโs hand injury?โ
โItโs not just miss Moโs hand injury. โ The Butler couldnโt bear it. โAlso, there are already rumors about young masterโs condition. With his mental state, heโs not suitable to take over the Feng Corporation. Some people also say that heโs not suitable to attend the Milan competition.โ
Old master Fengโs back stopped, and he said,โโDidnโt Yi โer come back?โ
โThatโs right. Vice President Feng has already arrived at the club. Dark flares is not affected for now. Iโm just afraid that tomorrow, when it comes to the competition system that will bring glory to our country, that person will not show any mercy at all. After all, the rumors are fatal.โ
The Butlerโs worry was not without reason.
There were so many people who wanted to be interviewed at the base.
If Feng Yi hadnโt arrived in time, he might have left a handle on them, not to mention mo bei and Feng nai, who were at the heart of the storm.
Tomorrow was destined to be a difficult day.
Old master Feng looked at the crescent moon outside the window.โโThink of a way to convince that person. Let him do it for my sake.โ
โYes.โ
The Butler had never heard the old Chairman say something like that.
In the past, the old Chairman would have been happy to see this happen.
It was a good thing that young master was not competing anymore.
But now ...
โI thought youโd take advantage of the situation to make young master completely give up on the competition.โ
The Butler lowered his eyes.
Old master Feng looked at him, his eyes light. โItโs not that I havenโt thought about it before. Whenever I think about it, I will remember something bei said. โ
โMiss mo?โ โSomething you said?โ the Butler was puzzled.
โIf youโre lucky,โ old man Feng said, his eyes flashing slightly,โI hope you can see Black Flame win the championship.โ
The Butler paused.
Old master Feng laughed.โWhat that child said might not have been to win the championship in China. She probably wanted to win the World Championship from the very beginning.โ
The Butlerโs mouth was agape, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.
Old master Fengโs voice was still calm.โI objected to my grandsonโs gaming from the beginning. He wanted to win the World Championship. At that time, I didnโt understand and thought it was just a game. Now, Iโm sure youโve seen those two children. What they want to do the most is nothing more than to let the world know that China is strong. Itโs a bit unreasonable for me to be a stumbling block again. โ
โBut the people outside donโt think so.โ Sometimes, the Butler wondered if he was getting old.โI really canโt understand. Even that person thinks that miss mo is only unwilling to let go because of her popularity.โ
After saying that, the Butler shook his head.
Old master Feng didnโt say anything else.
No matter how strong the Feng corporationโs assets were, it wasnโt easy to change anything in the big picture.
Even Feng Yi couldnโt find a breakthrough in her.
โBoss Feng, it still wonโt work?โ The Secretary came over with a cup of black coffee and saw the man with the Fox-like smile. He hung up the phone and frowned.
โItโs a little difficult,โFeng Yi stuffed a hand into his pocket.
The long-haired Secretary lowered her eyes.โThe last time you said it was difficult was when God z left and President Qin wasnโt around. During Supreme Allianceโs darkest time, they all requested for God z not to come back. No one explained it for Supreme Alliance and many investors withdrew their funds. However, you still found the source of the voice. This time ...โ
โItโs different this time,โ Feng Yi took the black coffee.โLogically speaking, that person wouldnโt completely believe in rumors. I donโt know why he doesnโt like the little stoic so much. I suspect that someone must have said something to him face to face, making him fundamentally reject the little stoic.โ
โThen what should we do?โ The long-haired Secretary was anxious, and her face was a little pale.
Feng Yi looked at her, and after a while, he placed his hand on her head and rubbed it back and forth. โDonโt worry, there will always be a way. โ f๐ณโฏโฏ๐ฌ๐๐๐งoฮฝ๐ฦ.c๐๐ข
Even though he said so.
But Feng Yi hadnโt thought of the details yet.
He had received too many rejections. The other side seemed to be afraid of interference and simply didnโt even pick up the phone.
What was going on?
The little stoic should also be very clear on this herself.
In such a situation.
Feng Yi was really worried that her original intentions would change.
Fortunately, there was the vampire Castle instance dungeon.
However, no one would know.
Mo bei, who was lying on the bed, had her thoughts tossed and turned as her hand brushed against the handsome face next to her.
I canโt stop here.
She wanted to go to that place with him.
Even though everyone was saying that she was not worthy and that he was sick.
Mo bei closed her eyes and clasped his hand with her fingers, quietly feeling the warmth. Gradually, sleepiness came over her, followed by light breathing.
Feng nai woke up at this time. He first glanced at his hand that was being held, then shifted his gaze up to that clean and handsome face.
When she was asleep, she would appear particularly well-behaved, without the cold and cheerless air. She would not move at all, and only her pale lips would be slightly open.
Feng NAIโs gaze stayed there for a few seconds, then he pressed his handsome face against it.
The light sweetness was like a lemon candy between oneโs teeth, making one more addicted.
Her hands, which were hanging by her side, clenched into fists.
When he left, his breathing became heavier.
After Feng nai sensed the change in himself, he immediately distanced himself.
He was trying to suppress something.
If he couldnโt suppress it, he would lose.
The result of losing was that he would come back.
He couldnโt afford to lose, and he didnโt intend to lose.
Feng nai straightened his body and looked up at the ceiling.
He would prove to this woman that he was not the only one who could play in the game. He could also ...
The moonlight gradually dimmed.
Other than the street lights that were still on, every house returned to silence.
The balance was broken the next day.
โBrother, have you told dad?โ
It was the sound of a girl on the phone.
Very quickly, there was a reply.โIโve told you. Donโt worry. With dad around, a contestant like mo bei wonโt be able to participate in the Milan competition.โ
โIโm just afraid that dad will have scruples about the Feng family. โ
The man picked up his briefcase and said,โโDonโt you know what kind of person dad is? in the face of right and wrong, no oneโs relationship matters.โ
โTrojan horse! Brother, youโre right!โ The girl tilted her head. Her ponytail swayed slightly.โDad is the fairest. People like mo bei wonโt have a good time in front of him.โ
The man frowned slightly.โWhere did you learn that tone? girls shouldnโt be like that. These things will only happen once. Donโt look at it again in the future. Itโs so vicious.โ
โAlright, alright. Iโm the same. I donโt want to see a piece of rat sh * t affect the competition. I wonโt watch it in the future. Itโs mainly because mo bei is really annoying. I have no choice.โ
The man accepted her explanation.โI just want some attention. After all, thatโs Milan. Alright, letโs not talk about it anymore. Dad should be done. Weโre going over now.โ
โAlright ...โ
The girl replied sweetly and hung up in satisfaction. Her eyes slowly revealed a sinister look.
She placed her fingers on the keyboard. She couldnโt wait to share the results with her online friends.
Every time, bey acted as if nothing had happened.
This time, it should end.
Hypocritical and pretentious, it was an insult to the esports they loved.