How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1761 Sweet Marriage Chapter 323 Even if he wants to marry, it depends on whether she can live to that time, right?
"If you're sick, let's talk about sickness." He Lin threw out a sentence impatiently, and pushed his wife out.

He was almost suffocated by Nan's pressure these days, and he didn't turn back when he opened his bow. Since he had already broken his face with Nan Mubai, there was no reason to turn back now.

In any case, he wanted to marry the Bei family, otherwise the only way to go was bankruptcy.

Mrs. He stood unhappily in the corridor for a long time, but couldn't help but push open the door of her son's bedroom.

The choking smell of smoke hit her nostrils, and she was caught off guard for a while, coughing repeatedly, and hurriedly went to open the window to ventilate.

He Teng was leaning on the sofa, his pajamas were hanging loosely on his body, his short hair was disheveled, and his chin was covered with stubble from his heart, looking decadent and weak.

Madam He half-kneeled in front of him, touched his thin face, and she burst into tears of distress: "Xiao Teng, don't hurt Mommy like this anymore, okay? You just obey Mommy once, and Mommy will listen to you in everything from now on." OK?"

He Teng sat up, flicked the cigarette between his fingers, and smiled lightly: "Mom, I know that you bled profusely when you gave birth to me, and you almost took your own life, so from the beginning of being sensible, I tried to put myself Live the way you want, and want to make you happy, but Mom, I don't want to just go from life to death mechanically in this life, but I can't even catch a little bit of happiness. I can compromise on anything, I I can give up anything for you, only Deng Meng...the only person I want is that one person, do you really want to watch your son depressed and unhappy until he grows old and dies?"

At first she forced him to drive Deng Meng out, but he didn't agree, so she cried, made trouble and hanged herself. He really had no choice but to compromise, because he knew that even if Deng Meng was driven out, he could still have many ways to protect her Well, he can still wait for her to grow up, wait for all the grievances to fade away, and then marry his little girl back home.

This idea has been in his mind for more than ten years, and it has already taken root and sprouted. He can't pull it out or get rid of it. He can compromise on anything, except his own marriage. He doesn't want to compromise, and he doesn't want to be a victim of their career.

His eyes were congested because he hadn't slept for several days and nights. Looking at her, there was unspeakable sadness and pain in his eyes. Madam He's distressed tears fell again, and she beat his shoulder vigorously while crying: "Call You don’t live up to it! I tell you not to live up to it! Isn’t she just such a woman?! Are you going to piss your mother off because of her?!”

He Teng didn't dodge or dodge, he let her hit him, even raised his hand to wipe her tears, and said with a smile: "Mom, I'll let you hit me today, or you can beat me to death, if you really hit me If you don’t kill me, let me marry Xiaomeng..."

The bedroom door, which was ajar, closed with a slight arc.

Rong Feifei walked barefoot on the soft carpet, and her movements were so light that she didn't make a sound. She walked into her bedroom and sneered at the phone: "Did you hear that? My brother has lost the three souls that were fascinated by that fox spirit." Seven souls! My mother hanged herself and threatened him two days ago, but he insisted on gritting his teeth and insisting on marrying that bitch!"

After waiting for a long time, a voice as clear as a silver bell came from the phone, but it was cold without a trace of warmth: "Even if he wants to marry, it depends on whether she can live to that time, right?"

(End of this chapter)