How can the president be fierce

Chapter 2595 Sweet Marriage Chapter 1157 The number of times he called him 'big brother' is very few.

There is only one chance, and if you miss it, you miss it. In this life, she and Nan Mubai will be in peace, and there will never be another man named Bei Fanxing around her or in her heart.

"Do you regret it? If you were given another chance to choose, would you want her or Qianqian?"

"..."

His answer was a long silence.

Before he asked this question, he had already thought about it countless times in his mind. If time could be turned back, would he still, for the sake of Qianqian, take away a kidney from her and lose her completely from then on?

There is no answer.

After so many years, he could no longer feel the feeling of being forced into a desperate situation. Unless he really went back to that moment, otherwise, he would never know what decision he would make.

In the silence, with a soft sound, a small thermos cup with a printed white background appeared in his eyes.

Bei Fanxing recognized it, it was put by the clumsy maid just now beside his car.

"how?"

"Drink it."

"Why?" Bei Fanxing squinted his eyes, adding a bit of darkness to his sharp eyes: "She is someone close to Deng Meng, do you think she will be so kind after I almost made Deng Meng foolish?" Can you make me something to eat?"

"Didn't she also bandage your wound?"

It was fine if he didn't mention bandaging the wound, but when he mentioned it, Bei Fanxing's thin lips curled into a sneering sneer: "Are you sure, that's called bandaging? Just find a 2-year-old child, and the bandaging skills are a hundred times better than her."

Ji Shengbai raised his eyebrows, and didn't continue to argue with An Luo's bandaging skills. He casually unscrewed the lid of the thermos and poured out the soup inside: "Don't worry, it's not poisonous. You won't die if you drink it."

After the lid of the vacuum flask was unscrewed, the aroma overflowed. It was indeed very fragrant, but compared to those top chefs in Beizhai, it was still far behind.

Bei Fanxing has no appetite, frowns and chases people away: "I still have to work, if you want to drink, just drink it yourself, go out."

"My woman ran away because of you, are you going to explain it to me, or drink your soup quietly?"

"..."

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On a midsummer night, the refreshing evening breeze blows in through the open floor-to-ceiling windows, and the curtains float, making a slight sound.

Ji Shengbai sat opposite the desk, watching the man opposite him drink the soup spoon by spoon with a blank face.

"Something happened in South Africa. People were detained. I have to leave tonight."

Hearing the words, Bei Fan Xing gave an 'hmm' without raising his head, and habitually warned: "Be careful."

"Don't touch her again, even if Nan Mubai finds out about this matter, I will fully bear the consequences."

In the hazy light and shadow, the man looked at him quietly, and paused every word: "Brother, I have never asked you anything in this life, only her, don't hurt, otherwise... I'm afraid I will do something you dare not even think about." thinking."

Over the years, the number of times he called him 'big brother' is very few.

Bei Fan Xing paused for a moment while drinking the soup, and suddenly there were mixed feelings in his heart. After a long time, he gave a faint 'hmm'.

What the hell is going wrong.

As if cursed, the three sons and one daughter of the Bei family live a glamorous life on the surface, but in fact, each one is more lonely than the other.

He is doomed to live alone all his life, with loneliness as his companion.

Ji Shengbai is destined to live in darkness forever, come to this world quietly, and finally leave this world quietly.

(End of this chapter)