"Joan, calm down." Looking at Beiyichen standing on the spot and being slapped honestly by Peng Qiongqiong, Beizhengdong rushed forward to grab Peng Qiongqiong's arm and pulled her apart: "Calm down, don't be so impulsive!"

Beiyichen didn't expect Peng Qiongqiong and Beizhengdong to come here. Some of the palm fans were baffled and had no time to hide.

There was a burning sensation on his face, and Beiyichen put his face away unhappily.

"Calm down, calm down, how can I calm down? The missing person is my daughter, my baby daughter!" Peng Qiongqiong struggled, shook off the arm of North Zhengdong, grabbed Beiyichen's collar again, with tears in her eyes,...