Beauty President's Super Berserker

Chapter 92 This guy is so handsome

Although Su Sheng had eaten before coming here, he still had an appetite. He ate and drank a lot, and decided to stay here tonight.

When he came out wrapped in a bath towel after taking a shower, the neatly folded pajamas and the underwear for tomorrow were all ready.

Frowning, these are just brought by the servants, but behind them are the shadows of Bingshan's daughter-in-law.

He stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself squarely. There was nothing to say, this guy was really handsome. Who could have such a handsome child?

Lying on the bed, he wouldn't feel alone and sleepless, but it was the first time he seriously thought about the relationship with Bingshan, just as the old man said, since the old man didn't pass away, the last wish didn't exist at all.

In other words, he is no longer under the corset, so since he still chooses not to leave, it is no longer pure machismo at work.

My wife is a beautiful CEO, perhaps such a sentence is enough, why think so much.

At night, Yang Cheng sent a message to inform Wu Gang that Wu Gang had arrived in Handong, but it was already dawn when Su Sheng saw the news. A mere junior from the Wu family could not affect his real sleep.

After a brief wash, he wore shorts and a vest, and went downstairs to run in the manor. He recalled the breathing rhythm recorded in the scriptures on animal skins in his heart. After running down a few laps, he felt very good and refreshed.

The tiredness caused by staying up late the night before was swept away, and his body was maintained at its peak state again.

On a whim, he jumped onto the stone table in the garden, matched it with the stone bench next to him, and performed a set of Plum Blossom Mantis Boxing. He is proficient in dozens of boxing techniques, but he loves the Three Emperors Pao Hammer the most.

Tang Zijun also woke up at this time. Standing in front of the window, embracing the rising sun, he unexpectedly saw that man practicing boxing in the small garden downstairs. How could this be possible?

Ever since he got his certificate, Su Sheng didn't sleep until the sun was high and wake up naturally. How could he get up early today and still practice boxing?

What kind of move was that? It was unexpectedly beautiful, as if seeing a large praying mantis.

Su Sheng played for a full quarter of an hour before returning to his room to take a shower.

When he went downstairs, all kinds of meals had already been prepared. There were several cooks in the manor, more than a dozen servants, and a large number of bodyguards. There was no need to worry about food and lodging. It was a good place, the key He doesn't need to spend money, he wants to move here, and he can enter the salted fish mode at any time.

The old man Tang Zhengfeng got up early. He is old, sleeps for a short time, and doesn't eat much. He sat there and watched Su Sheng eat a lot, and he was very satisfied.

The so-called men eat with martial arts, women eat with numbers, and so on!
When Su Sheng was almost finished eating, Tang Zijun came down from the stairs, and suddenly Su Sheng's eyes were straightened. Bingshan was wearing a white dress today, with a few blue flowers printed on it, like stars, which made her It looks more radiant, better than iceberg snow lotus.

Especially the pair of exposed lotus root arms, onion-like fingers, and smooth calves, all of which are beautiful. In Su Sheng's eyes, almost no flaws can be found. This woman is truly blessed by God, like that woman. The Nine Heavens Xuannv who lived in the Heavenly Palace descended to earth.

Tang Zijun raised his chin subconsciously, and glanced at Su Sheng out of the corner of his eye. Her eyes were clean and energetic, naturally cold, but now they were glamorous.

The high-heeled shoes stepped on the wooden floor, making a crisp sound, which caused the big bun in Su Sheng's hand to deform continuously, and finally sent it into his mouth viciously, making it ugly to eat.

Tang Zijun didn't eat much, he drank some plain porridge and a few slices of sugar-free bread, and it was over.

Su Sheng looked at his watch subconsciously. Although he really wanted to stay here for lunch, he still had matters to deal with. Since Wu Gang is here, he should send him to heaven as a landlord.

And the killers of the Dark Night Dynasty should sharpen their knives for him, and kill as many as they come, so that in the end, there will be no one to use in the dark night, and the world will be peaceful. Justice starts with small things.

However, Tang Zijun couldn't go to the company today, because the head of the Tang family would come, and she would have mixed feelings, that is, she hoped that Su Sheng would leave quickly, so that nothing would happen to this man at that time.

But at the same time, she hoped that Su Sheng could stay. As for what to do, she couldn't say, and was entangled.

Suddenly, the old butler came over and said, "Master, the Tang family has just sent someone here. The head of the Tang family will arrive at the manor in half an hour."

"So fast." Tang Zhengfeng was a little surprised. The matter of recognizing relatives must have been too urgent. The clan elder rushed over so late yesterday, and the Patriarch arrived early this morning. No matter how you think about it, it is not normal.

It seems that the family is very eager to facilitate this matter, and there must be some reason behind it.

The old man could think of it, and of course Su Sheng and Tang Zijun could think of it too. After Su Sheng thought about it, he decided not to leave, but to stay here. He wanted to see what kind of conspiracy the Tang family had in order to touch his wife. , I do not agree,
"Okay, ready to welcome guests!"

Tang Zhengfeng has seen many storms and waves in his life, so it's not that he has no way out.

Su Sheng leaned back on the chair with a relaxed expression, looking at the situation with a smile.

Only Tang Zijun, the person involved, would be a little nervous. From the bottom of her heart, she didn't want to recognize relatives, even the elders of the clan, she didn't want to contact them, but recognizing relatives was of great help to the family, and she had to do this.

Less than half an hour later, there was the sound of a motorcade approaching outside. Tang Zhengfeng also went out this time. Su Sheng pushed the wheelchair and watched a low-key and luxurious motorcade enter the manor. People, who are low-key and extremely proud, are not bad.

At any rate, he didn't start out with an extremely flamboyant, crazy madness. If so, then there's no need to talk about it.

There were no less than 30 people from the Tang family. After getting off the car, everyone gathered around a middle-aged man. This middle-aged man was wearing a black suit and had a square face.

"The head of the family is here, welcome!"

Tang Zhengfeng signaled Su Sheng to push the wheelchair forward, and Tang Zijun followed suit.

There were only three of them, leading the old housekeeper, and two stewards stepped forward to greet them. They seemed to have lost the momentum, but this time it was not about pomp, after all, they all belonged to the Tang family.

"Uncle Zheng, my nephew has long wanted to come to visit me, and today I finally got my wish. How are you?"

Tang Zhen didn't take it too seriously, and walked forward quickly with someone. He met the old man. According to the genealogy, he was the old man's junior. Besides, after he recognized such a dry relationship, he had to be called uncle.

"Okay, although my legs and feet are bad, I can still live for a few more years." Tang Zhengfeng was in a good mood. The head of the Tang family was not domineering, and his first impression was not bad.

"Uncle Zheng will definitely live a long life!"

Tang Zhen had already looked at Tang Zijun while he was talking, and he was indeed as bright as the rumors said, worthy of the name of the Tang family's bright pearl, and it was the crystallization of the continuation of blood from generation to generation, otherwise, why would he be so disastrous to the country and the people? It's all down.

But who is the guy pushing the wheelchair in front of him? His spirit is unrecognizable, but it gives people a feeling of palpitations. Could it be a master invited by Tang Zhengfeng, or some kind of relative, but definitely not from the Tang family.

(End of this chapter)