How can the president be fierce

Chapter 2219 Sweet Marriage Chapter 780 Never thought that I would forgive him one day.

The man flicked his straight suit pants with his fingers, his expression indifferent: "Reality will teach you that honest girls will be punished."

"……for example?"

"Like you lost your right to drink tonight."

"..."

……

I thought it was just a joke.

Hao Xiaoman stared at the eye-catching glass of milk in front of him among the glasses of brightly colored red wine, and swore that when she heard Bei Fanxing say this, she really thought he was joking!

The two elders of the Bei family are not in the country all year round. Even when Bei Mosheng got married, they only took two days to go back to the country in a hurry. After the wedding, they flew away again.

At the big dining table, there were seven people including Hao Xiaoman, Deng Meng, Bei Mosheng, He Teng, Bei Qianqian, Bei Fanxing and Bei Sanshao. So many people gathered at one dining table, but It was as quiet as a TV series that was muted.

Only people are moving, but there is no sound.

One by one looked preoccupied, and even Bei San Shao, who was the most talkative on weekdays, changed from being active and frisky in the past, looking at her gloomily, hesitating to speak several times.

Hao Xiaoman knew what he wanted to tell him.

Apart from Nan Mubai, I'm afraid there is nothing worth worrying about.

She could even feel Nan Mubai's condition through Bei San Shao's hairstyle, expression and the way she looked at herself.

Probably bad.

Regardless of whether they have loved or not, after all, they have slept together in the same bed, and that man's loyalty to the person next to him is far beyond his flamboyant appearance.

It might be difficult for him to accept the matter of trying to strangle her to death.

However, time will solve everything, just like when she was emptied of her body at the age of 7 and fled Beifanxing in embarrassment, she never thought that she would forgive him one day.

I believe he should and will soon forget it.

When it was almost time to eat, the maid served a porridge for her alone.

Hao Xiaoman just glanced at it, and his expression turned a little ugly.

Familiar black beans...yam...sesame...goji berries...

Not exactly the same, but also similar to a seven.seven.eight.eight.

She looked up suspiciously at the man opposite.

The man's slender and white hands were very beautiful, holding the knife and fork to nimbly cut the dinner on the plate, he obviously didn't look at her from the beginning to the end, but as if he could feel her gaze, he explained softly: "Drink some porridge, it's good for your stomach. good."

If Nan Mubai made this thing for her before, it just made her wonder if he was deliberately torturing her, then now...

She stared at the porridge in the bowl, remained silent for a moment, and then said, "These things seem to benefit the kidneys?"

As soon as the words fell, the sharp sound of the knife across the plate sounded in the huge living room.

The voice came from Bei Qianqian.

Hao Xiaoman followed the voice and looked over, only to realize that there was no such bowl of porridge in front of Bei Qianqian, who really had a bad kidney and needed these things.

Well, that's a question worth thinking about.

Bei Fan Xing didn't move his brows and eyes, and ordered in a low voice: "Give a copy to the eldest lady."

The maid responded, and soon gave Bei Qianqian an identical one.

In the silence of the room, Bei Qianqian's slightly stiff voice sounded: "Brother, I'm a little tired and want to take a rest."

"Go after the porridge." Her voice was still below freezing, and she didn't show any tenderness or other emotions because the person she was talking to was Bei Qianqian.

(End of this chapter)