How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1733 Sweet Marriage 295 I don't dislike it.

My boyfriend asked another woman for a personal thing in front of so many people. Even in the dim light, people could still clearly see the ugly expression on Gu Yao's face at the moment.

The third young master Bei can naturally feel the abnormality of his eldest brother, but he doesn't have the courage to refute him, so he can only silently accompany everyone.

Hao Xiaoman cursed inwardly in this silence.

Since we are all friends?

Who the hell is your friend!

She chuckled, and calmly held the mobile phone on the table: "This little pendant is too ordinary. It's too shabby to give it to Mr. Bei as a gift. Why don't you wait for Mubai..."

"I don't dislike it." The four words were thrown out coolly, successfully cutting off the words behind her.

Hao Xiaoman bit her lip lightly.

She didn't even need to raise her head, she could feel the strange eyes casted on them by the people around her. With Bei Fanxing's aloof and cold temperament, it was too weird to ask a woman so persistently for a pendant, even a fool could feel the strangeness. What's more, a group of young masters and daughters who have been immersed in gossip all the year round, their sense of smell is naturally more sensitive than ordinary people.

If this entanglement continues, no situation will become a situation.

She bowed her head and silently began to untie the pendant. It took her a lot of effort just to hang the pendant at the beginning, but now it is also very troublesome to untie it. In addition, the light is dim, so she can't see clearly. She is too busy. It didn't work out for a while.

It was obvious that the air was freezing to death, but at this moment her smooth forehead unknowingly oozes fine beads of sweat.

No one at the table said anything, just stared at her so weirdly and curiously, staring at her like she was sitting on pins and needles, and her hands trembled involuntarily.

The Third Young Master Bei was watching anxiously on one side. Just as he was about to help, he stretched out a hand from the other side and took the phone away.

Hao Xiaoman was taken aback, looked up blankly, and watched Bei Fanxing's clean and slender long fingers three times, five times and two times, and took off the pendant in just three seconds.

The whole process was so smooth and effortless, as if he had been working on the assembly line of unraveling pendants for decades.

Hao Xiaoman suspects that she is blind, or her hand is disabled, otherwise, why can't she solve the things that others can solve in three seconds in five minutes?

She silently reached out and took the phone over. At the moment of the handover, the man's cold fingers brushed against her warm palm. She didn't know who it was, and shivered slightly.

Distraught, she saw him put the pendant in his pocket.

Bei Sanshao laughed dryly, and suddenly took out a few decks of cards from his pocket: "Come on, we men play cards, you women watch the game, little sister-in-law, please make room for me, the money you win is yours, and the money you lose is yours." The money is mine."

While he was talking, he had already changed seats with Hao Xiaoman quietly, and sat between her and Bei Fanxing himself, separating the two of them.

Hao Xiaoman secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Bei Sanshang's gloomy and cold gaze just so lightly swept over Beisan Shao's handsome face, sending a chill down his spine.

Emma, ​​now he really regrets bringing his sister-in-law here. He stretched out his head because he was slashed by elder brother, and when he shrank his head, he was slashed by brother Nan. No matter how he calculates, his life will be in danger. Huh...

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and it showed no sign of weakening. The few rooms were occupied by a few really sleepy daughters. Hao Xiaoman leaned on Beisan Shao's shoulder, drowsy and cold. Difficult to fall asleep, kept frowning and yawning.

(End of this chapter)