How can the president be fierce

Chapter 2121 Sweet Marriage Chapter 682 Her love, everything about her, was buried in his hands.

Hao Xiaoman straightened his back and looked at him fixedly: "You forced them to return?"

The man flicked the cigarette ash with his fingers, his expression dull: "Is this important?"

"You know that my second brother is waiting for me!"

"Oh, since you've already waited, you might as well wait forever." The voice was so cold that there was no trace of warmth.

"Nan Mubai!"

"Be acquainted."

The man suddenly stood up straight, and the 20 cm height gap shrouded his powerful aura over her head like a thunderbolt: "Can't you see that I'm trying to maintain what little sanity I have left?"

In a word, the articulation is so light that it almost makes the hair stand on end.

She was so relentlessly preparing to escape from his sight, she didn't even give him a sign, and she didn't even want to say a word of parting to him.

What was the last thing she said to him when he left the apartment this morning?
It's 'I want to eat spicy crayfish, bring me some when you come back'.

So throughout the whole noon, the word crayfish popped up in his head from time to time, checking the time from time to time, and thinking about where to buy the spicy crayfish that best suits her appetite.

Then he received a report from Lin Qian that she and Lin Wanqing boarded a plane to New York 5 minutes ago.

How ironic! !
Hao Xiaoman was suffocated, and when he forced him step by step, he subconsciously backed away, backed up again.

At that moment, she didn't even have the slightest doubt that he would suddenly pounce on her and tear her to pieces like in a horror movie.

Until his warm fingers grasped the back of her icy hand, the five fingers were gathered together, with a firm force, but it would not hurt her.

Lin Wanqing bit her lower lip hard, her horrified gaze fixed on their intertwined hands, and she watched helplessly as he took her into the car.

He didn't say that he would take Lin Wanqing into the car with him, so Lin Qian naturally didn't dare to make a claim, so he silently glanced at her, turned and got into the driver's seat.

Hao Xiaoman closed his eyes, his heart seemed to have lost its center of gravity, and it kept falling downwards, bringing with it an overwhelming sense of disappointment and depression.

"Since we came together, let's go back together. What's the point of leaving her here alone?" She said, her voice was dull and devoid of emotion.

Nan Mubai raised his hand and lowered the car window, stretched out his hand with a cigarette in his hand to flick the ash out of the window, and glanced at Lin Wanqing who was still standing there in a daze: "Get in the car."

From the lowered car window, Lin Wanqing's gaze fell on their hands still folded on the sofa.

The red lips stubbornly pursed into an arc, and when she spoke, her voice was choked with sobs: "I will go back by myself, I don't need your charity."

The man's chiseled handsome face showed no expression: "I won't ask you a third time, do you want to get in the car?"

"..."

The tone was extremely cold and indifferent, as if he was talking to a stranger.

Lin Wanqing stared at him blankly, as if about to laugh or cry: "Nan Mubai, what heinous thing did I do to you, and you want to do this to me?"

Her youth, her love, and everything about her were buried in his hands.

In the end, for the sake of another young and beautiful woman, he had to draw a line with her cold-bloodedly.

"Shen Xuan is indeed right, you men are a bunch of animals who love the new and dislike the old..."

(End of this chapter)