A subordinate of Bei Qingyue immediately stood in front of her and angrily said, "What do you want to do? Do you know who she is?"
Guisu's cold gaze remained fixed on Bei Qingyue's face, his voice was deep.
"I don't care who you are, if you want to harass her, then get lost."
The subordinate was instantly furious: "How dare you be so rude to the Madam, seize him!"
Bei Qingyue wanted to stop it, but it was too late, he had already charged forward.
But in the blink of an eye, with a thud, he flew backward.
No one saw clearly how Guisu struck him.
Watching the brother groaning on the ground, no one dared to step forward, and the situation was deadlocked.
At this moment, Bei Tianyou hurried over from the other side.
He looked at Bei Qingyue calmly, his tone displeased: "Aunt, why are you bringing people to Bi Luo Pavilion in the middle of the night?"
Bei Qingyue saw him arrive and inexplicably felt a sense of relief.
