How can the president be fierce

Chapter 2006 Sweet Marriage Chapter 567 Goodbye, Nan Mubai.

The man's eyebrows were half closed, he murmured, and said a word calmly: "young."

Deathly silence.

Like a robot without a battery installed, she kept a half-turned posture and stopped there silently for a long time without moving.

Nan Mubai smoked casually, looked at her slightly stiff back, and laughed at himself: "Of course, if you get the word Hao Xiaoman tattooed, you will choose not to go abroad, and I don't mind doing it again."

As if she just came to her senses, she turned her head and smiled at him: "No, it's just a casual question. Goodbye, Nan Mubai."

The words fell, turned and left.

Nan Mubai squinted her eyes, watching her figure gradually shrink in sight, shrink, and finally disappear at the corner of the stairs.

The faint self-deprecating arc of the corner of the lips could not be caught without a trace.

Goodbye, Nan Mubai.

goodbye……

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Three days later, Hao Xiaoman boarded a plane to the United States.

Three days later, the office of the president of Nan's Group was empty, and the documents were piled up like a mountain. Lin Qian's phone was ringing off the hook, but even he didn't know where President Nan had gone.

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A week later, Hao Xiaoman accompanied Chen Yi to meet the first expert after coming to the United States.

A week later, the president of the Nan's Group, who had disappeared for seven days, returned to the Nan's Group building amidst the suspicions flying all over the sky, and announced to the outside world that he would travel abroad for a week of relaxation.

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A month later, in the quiet night, Hao Xiaoman and Chen Yi entertained new friends on the lawn of the American villa, and they wanted to have a campfire dinner and chat together, and had a great time.

One month later, at three o'clock in the morning, the living room on the first floor of the West Garden of the Nanzhai was still lit. Nan Muqing casually tossed up and down a can of new sleeping pills in her hand, and threw it on the table: "Look, I'm in your room What did you find there?"

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A year later, on Christmas, Hao Xiaoman was busy making roast turkey, Christmas pudding, dried fruit pies... Chen Yi sat in a wheelchair and walked around a Christmas tree to dress up.

One year later, on New Year's Eve, the Nanzhai house was full of fireworks, and the rectangular dining table, which should have belonged to the second young master of the Nan family, was empty and there was no one there.

Like a wandering soul, the more lively and festive the season is, the more they want to stay alone in their former apartment quietly, have a meal, take a bath, and then sleep.

It was as if nothing had happened.

It's as if nothing has changed.

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Three years later, Midsummer.

Amidst the people coming and going, a pretty girl with a pretty figure and a delicate appearance walked out of the airport with a suitcase and seven-inch high heels.

She was wearing a European-style black-bottomed beaded slim dress. Under the skirt, two straight and slender legs were exposed. Her skin was as white as milk, and her facial features were extremely exquisite and glamorous. Huge sunglasses covered most of her face. On the face, you can only see the tall nose bridge, the perfectly curved lips and the small chin. If so, the brilliance has already attracted the attention of passers-by.

The only fly in the ointment is probably her slightly bulging abdomen under the tight skirt.

Such a slender beauty, if she hadn't been pregnant, her lower abdomen wouldn't have bulged so much. It seemed that she had been there for at least three or four months.

She stood on the side of the road, looking down at her watch from time to time, obviously waiting for someone.

Twenty minutes later, a silver-gray Porsche rushed over. The handsome young man in the sports car rushed out of the car as if being chased by some monster.

(End of this chapter)