How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1618 Sweet Marriage Chapter 179 I know if we met by chance.

He lowered his head, blowing warm breath on the top of her hair, his voice was low, with a trace of obvious displeasure: "Xiao Man!"

Hao Xiaoman still kept his posture of leaving, and didn't look up at him.

The deadlocked atmosphere spread little by little.

After a while, in the quiet corridor, a familiar cell phone rang suddenly.

She looked at the long white corridor in front of her, took out her mobile phone with a dull expression, and answered it without looking at it.

After a few seconds of silence, a man's deep voice without warmth came from the phone: "If you want, I'll help you, stay in there as long as you want."

Hao Xiaoman's whole body froze, and her temples throbbed inexplicably. After a while, she suddenly broke free from Nan Mubai's control and walked quickly into the women's bathroom.

"How do you know my phone number?" she asked.

"Mubai won't touch that pair of siblings for your brother who is not related by blood, you can only beg me." Still wrapped in a snow-like tone, he probably didn't even know how much he said. He was arrogant and arrogant, but it was impossible to refute.

In Gucheng, except for him, Bei Fanxing, no one dared to confront Nan Mubai blatantly.

She pressed her eyebrows and sneered coldly: "Mr. Bei, we met by chance. I have a husband and you have a girlfriend. I'm afraid it's inappropriate to do this?"

"Whether we met by chance, I know."

"I can not understand what you say."

"It's okay if you don't understand, just tell me how long you want him to stay inside."

"You don't get paid for nothing, thank you..."

The small wooden door of the washroom was suddenly pulled open roughly. Hao Xiaoman was taken aback, and stared at the man who broke into the women's washroom with wide eyes: "Nan Mubai, are you crazy?! This is the women's washroom!"

Nan Mubai squinted his eyes and took a breath of the cigarette, the gray smoke blurred his extremely cold face.

He didn't bother to squat in a corner to eavesdrop, so he chose a more direct way.

"Bring the phone here."

It was obviously an extremely calm sentence, and even the tone of voice was mild, but it inexplicably gave people a chilling sense of oppression, and made people instinctively want to submit and obey.

At that moment, Hao Xiaoman didn't even think about anything, didn't think about how to deal with him, and didn't think about how to deal with the man on the phone. When he raised his hand, he threw the phone into the phone almost without hesitation. In the toilet.

There was water in the toilet, and there was a soft bang, and the screen of the mobile phone blacked out silently under the waves of water.

Also darkened was Nan Mubai's complexion.

The wrist was suddenly grabbed by a huge force, Hao Xiaoman grunted in pain, and he dragged her whole body out, even though she was wearing flat shoes, she still couldn't keep up with his pace, her whole body almost kept With a slanting arc, he was dragged out of the bathroom.

Her body was thrown heavily against the wall, and her internal organs seemed to be displaced by the impact.

As soon as the consciousness came back, a shadow pressed down from the top of the head, covering all the light.

When she looked up, she saw that familiar and handsome face suddenly approaching. Its expression was violent and ferocious like never before. It was like a high-ranking tyrant without the slightest trace of tenderness. The ruthless aura seemed to tear her apart. It overflowed from the corners of his brows and eyes, intertwined into an invisible net, making it difficult for her to breathe.

The man leaned on the wall beside her with one hand, and with the cigarette in his hand, he lifted her chin roughly, and said in a cold voice, "Tell me, whose phone is that?!"

(End of this chapter)