Beauty President's Super Berserker

Chapter 522 Are you sick?

"you……"

Suddenly, Zheng Mei seized the moment when he was stunned, and ran away, and quickly ran to Tang Zijun's side, like two good sisters, advancing and retreating together.

When Su Sheng saw this scene, he really wanted to say something. He didn't expect you to become my Bingshan wife's mistress in the end?
This is completely wrong, Zheng Mei has only been here for a long time, and she was spoiled by Bingshan, and became so disobedient to discipline, that she dared to stand against him in public and embarrass him?

The ancients said that those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black. Honesty does not deceive me.

"Are you all sick?"

"Su Sheng, you are sick, come up quickly, or you won't be able to hold on."

Tang Zijun was worried that if she continued to stand in the rain, the man would not be able to hold on after a while. If the scene just now happened again, who knew if she would stretch out her finger again, it would be effective.

Zheng Mei also said: "Boss, come up quickly, don't get caught in the rain."

"Uh!"

Su Sheng didn't even know what to say. Forget it. He kept his hands hidden in everything. He couldn't fully expose his trump card, so that others would always think that you were infinitely powerful. This was his previous style of doing things.

But during this period of time, he was gradually forced out of the bottom line, and now he decided to hide the fact that the breakthrough was innate, not to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, but to protect the people around him, and the asymmetry of information can make the enemy have no Chance.

"Okay, then I'll come up."

He shook his head, pulled out the long sword stuck on the ground with his backhand, and walked over step by step. The raindrops fell one after another, the wind was strong, and the frost was melting rapidly. He lost the support of his aura. All of this was against the law of nature. The phenomenon will eventually return to normal.

But at the same time, he waved his hand to block the cold air, his condition was really better than ever, all doubts and depressions were swept away, he revived, and finally did it.

Although he is only a half-step genius, he is 23 years old, not 32, let alone a hundred years old.

With his current age, he can have the current achievement, which is comparable to Tantai Tianzu when he was a hundred years old. Can he be a little narcissistic for a while?
No, because this time it was really luck. If he hadn't practiced swords, he might still be struggling now, so even though he was extremely arrogant, he still had awe and respect for himself.

"Jingle Bell!"

Suddenly, Tang Zijun's cell phone rang, and it turned out that it was Lan Yuling calling.

Although the matter was over, she still pressed the answer button immediately, and called out in the man's tone: "Sister Yuling!"

The person on the phone froze for a moment, why did she change her voice to be so friendly, and then she said, "Zijun, what do you want from me?"

"Oh, I wanted to ask you something just now, but it has been resolved now."

Since Su Sheng was already healed, she didn't want to make trouble out of the ordinary, and she didn't want to cause trouble to the point where everyone knew about it.

"Is it about Su Sheng?"

Lan Yuling asked the key point in one sentence. She was meditating originally, and this kind of moment cannot be affected, so she turned her mobile phone to silent, and it was impossible to notice the incoming call immediately.

But suddenly there was the sound of a dragon singing in her ears, which shocked her heart. This was not a real dragon singing, but someone was screaming, and the sound shook the sky. In Handong, this is not an easy thing, because there are no masters here. Not much, her first reaction was what happened to Su Sheng, which belonged to a woman's intuition.

"Sister Yuling, how do you know?"

Tang Zijun was very surprised. You can guess this. After all, you know more about this man because of your keen intuition as an innate master.

"Guess what happened to him?" Lan Yuling couldn't think of any accidents in such a short period of time.

Tang Zijun glanced at the man, and then said: "It's nothing serious, he was fighting with the raindrops just now, and he fell into samadhi. But now he is awake, sister Yuling, do you want to talk to him?"

"Entering meditation in the rain?"

Lan Yuling pondered for a moment, then hurriedly said, "Zijun, please give him the phone number."

"Ok."

Tang Zijun knew that the man had heard it, so he took a few steps forward and handed over his mobile phone.

At such a close distance, Su Sheng was sure to have heard it, so he said, "Sister Yuling, I'm sorry to disturb you. I'm fine now."

"Well, what happened to the dragon roar just now?"

"It's okay howling twice, it's nothing. I will go out for a while soon, and come back to see Zeng Ni before I leave."

Now is not the time to talk, and from his mouth, the word Xiantian cannot be said at this moment. Since he decided to conceal it, he must do a good job of keeping it secret.

"Okay, let's talk about it when we meet."

Although Lan Yuling felt that there was something wrong with it, since Su Sheng didn't want to talk about it, it was impossible to ask clearly on the phone, so she waited for the meeting.

After hanging up the phone, Su Sheng threw the phone to his wife, Bingshan, and said, "Let's all go inside, the weather outside is so bad. Grandpa, I'll push you."

As he spoke, he stepped forward to take the wheelchair, and led the way to the hall. He regarded this place as his own home, because he was the son-in-law here, no, it was the young master.

When they reached the hall, the servants dispersed one after another, leaving only the butler and two servants to wait on them. The rules of Tang's manor are not strict, as long as they each do their own work well.

"Su Sheng, are you really alright?"

Tang Zijun confirmed it again, always felt that Su Sheng recovered a little too quickly this time, which was a good thing, but it didn't seem so normal.

"What can I do?"

Su Sheng is also speechless, so you can't expect me to order, okay?

Shaking his head, he began to feel the old man's pulse. It was very good. Although it was too difficult to return to normal walking, it was not impossible, but if it was not possible, the loss to the old man would be too much, and the gain would not be worth the loss.

Therefore, he chose to hang his life in the first place, so he chose conservative treatment and maintenance. He dared not take out the elixir, otherwise it would be really fatal.

"How is grandpa doing?"

Tang Zijun was a little nervous. Of course she knew now that it was Su Sheng who had been treating his grandfather all along.

"Very good, life will be safe for a few years. But it is too difficult to stand up, and I have nothing to do now, let's see later."

He didn't say anything to death, who knows what will change in the future.

"Thank you!" Tang Zijun felt that he was sincerely grateful, but he didn't know that what the man wanted was not these two words.

So Su Sheng didn't respond at all, and said to the old man, "It's so late, Grandpa, you should have a good rest, and I'll give you an injection tomorrow morning."

At this point, although he has just broken through and is in peak form, he is still not suitable, and he is not in a hurry anyway.

"Okay, grandpa is going to bed first, you and Zijun have a good chat. Tell the housekeeper to arrange what you want to eat."

Although Tang Zhengfeng had a lot to ask, he also knew that now was not the time.

As soon as the old man left, Su Sheng went to the bar to grab a can of beer, pulled it away, raised his head and drank it down in one gulp, boldly!
(End of this chapter)