How can the president be fierce

Chapter 3471 Sweet Marriage 2033 Understatement, yet indestructible.

He stopped him: "Where are you going?"

Lucifer took a step back slightly disgusted by the smell of alcohol mixed with a woman's perfume: "There's something wrong."

"whats the matter?"

"What do I need to report to you?"

Lucis suddenly stopped talking.

If there is anything that needs to be done by Lucifer himself, it must either be related to Susie, or he has directly received the boss's instruction.

He stared at him, and after a few seconds, he suddenly said, "Are you going to deal with that doctor?"

Lucifer lazily leaned against the railing, playing with his fingers boredly, with a thin smile in his flirtatious Danfeng eyes: "What? Is he your brother or your lover? Are you so concerned about his life?"

Lucis was unmoved, and his voice sank a little: "I'm more concerned about a little doctor, why does Asi have to let him die?"

The handsome and coquettish man spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders with an innocent face: "How do I know?"

Asi asked him to get rid of An Yisheng, so he did it. It only took a few minutes, and he didn't get enough sleep these two days, so he had to rush back to sleep.

What is he whining about here?
"Don't go!"

Lucis suddenly became angry: "I think Asi is really emotional for that Bei Yueya! I'm afraid that An Yisheng will come and rob him of a woman!"

Lucifer glanced at him coolly: "What does that have to do with you?"

"..."

In a word, the choked Lucis was speechless for a while.

Lucifer sighed softly, went downstairs a few steps, and gently patted him on the shoulder: "You don't know how much Luo Huan likes Asi, and you can't wait, don't worry about her anymore, um ?”

Lucis froze in place, a gloomy light flashed across his young and frivolous handsome face.

Lucifer didn't say any more, and some things can't be solved by saying more or less.

Similar words, he has told him more than once over the years, whether to let go or not, he has to rely on himself.

……

The bright rays of the sun drove away the darkness and it was another day.

Yue Yue slept very deeply this time, and when she woke up, her body was light and light, and she was indescribably relaxed.

The first time I opened my eyes, the gentle and handsome face from last night flashed in my mind.

After coming here, it was the first time that I woke up in the morning sun full of expectations.

Without wasting any more time, he opened the quilt and rushed into the bathroom to take a shower. After coming out, he hurriedly dried his hair, changed a set of clothes and went out.

Downstairs, the maids were busy wiping the furniture.

When Qian Liyi, who was playing with the princess castle in the living room, saw her, he immediately babbled excitedly, and opened his small arms to be hugged by her.

Crescent Moon knelt down, kissed her soft face, and then hugged her: "Do you want to be numb?"

The little guy giggled.

A few minutes later, Priest Su came down from the stairs, wearing a well-tailored handmade suit that made his figure tall and dignified.

He seemed to be in a good mood, seeing that her little face was rosy and shiny, and her thin lips curled into a sneering arc.

Yueya was in a better mood than him, so that when she saw him for the first time, she was very happy to take the initiative to talk: "Morning."

Priest Su gave her a cold look, ignored her, and walked straight to the restaurant.

what man.

Yue Yue curled her lips in disgust, but when she thought of seeing An Yisheng again, she quickly put this unhappiness behind her.

After a while, Luo Huan also came down from upstairs, wearing a fashionable long skirt and a red mink coat, her legs were straight and slender, her face was lightly made up, she was flirtatious but not charming, she was so beautiful that she could be in a pictorial every minute .

I don't know if it's going to go out soon, or if she just wears it like this at home naturally.

She stood still and said in a friendly manner: "Do you want to have breakfast together?"

Yueya shook her head and smiled politely: "No, I'll go out to eat with An Yisheng later."

Luo Huan nodded, and went straight into the restaurant without being polite to her.

The maid had already brought the breakfast to the table. Priest Su opened the napkin, saw that she was the only one coming in, and lightly ordered the maid behind him: "Go ask that woman if she wants to have breakfast, and don't make it for her alone if you don't eat for a while. .”

Luo Huan glanced at his gloomy face, and answered: "I just asked, and she said that she would go out to eat with that psychiatrist of hers."

She said she was going out to eat with that therapist of hers.

Priest Su paused for a while as he tidied the napkin, but it was only for a moment, and soon he let out an emotionless 'hmm'.

The half-drawn eyelashes concealed the thick traces of sarcasm that flashed across his eyes.

Wait?
Then she'd better be patient enough to wait for a dead man to accompany her to have breakfast.

Time passed by, the boss over there and Luo Huan came out after breakfast, and Yueya was still sitting on the carpet playing with Qianli.

Just look up at the time from time to time.

When he was in Gucheng, An Yisheng didn't live in Bei's house, he just went there every two days, and basically from afternoon to evening.

Crescent Moon is not sure if he sleeps late in the morning before waking up.

Of course, it is also possible that the jet lag has not been adjusted.

She looked up at the man who was standing far away, condescendingly looking down at her: "Which room does An Yisheng live in? I'll go over and see if he's awake."

As soon as the words fell, a familiar figure appeared in sight at the corner of the stairs.

An Yisheng changed into a set of casual clothes, a light gray thin sweater and beige trousers, making him look more elegant, modest, and handsome.

He came down leisurely, and swept them across with a smile: "Morning, sorry, I got up late on the first day I came here."

Yueya hurriedly stood up, and shook her head with a blushing face: "No, I just got up too."

Priest Su's expression was extremely gloomy in an instant, and he glanced coldly at Crescent Moon's red face: "Didn't you go downstairs an hour ago?"

"..."

ill!Why are you tearing her down?
Yue Ya glanced at him in disgust, and walked up to him a few steps: "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Fortunately, I am very satisfied with the guest room that Mr. Su prepared for me, but a 'mouse' entered in the middle of the night. Fortunately, I am not afraid of mice."

An Yisheng touched her forehead with a smile, paused for a few seconds, and then withdrew his hand: "Well, the fever is gone, and it's almost over after two more IV drips. Have you had breakfast?"

Yue Yue didn't quite understand why mice would come in such a luxurious castle, but after thinking about it, maybe the guest bedroom he lived in hadn't been lived in for a long time, so the maid didn't clean it very much, so that some mice moved in quietly ?

"Shall we go out for breakfast?"

She raised her hand to touch the forehead that he touched just now, and her eyes smiled into two beautiful crescent shapes: "I heard from my brother that you lived here for a while, and you just took us around."

Priest Su's knife-like eyes fell on her small face, he paused every word, and mocked: "You don't think naively that I will promise you to take Qianli out, do you?"

Crescent Moon was startled: "But I think..."

"Crescent."

An Yisheng stopped her softly: "It's not safe outside, Qianli is still too young, let her stay at home, just come back tonight and stay with her, I'll show you around first, to relax, it's good for your condition helpful."

Crescent Moon hesitated, then nodded sullenly.

Watching them leave, Luo Huan looked at the figures of young men and women side by side, and smiled: "Looking at it this way, they are really a good match, don't you think? A Si?"

Priest Su didn't look at her, didn't look at the two people who left, and didn't say a word, just strode upstairs.

Luo Huan waited for a while before he could make a sound. Turning her head, she only had time to see the cold figure of the man disappearing at the corner of the stairs.

The little curvature of the red lips disappeared little by little.

……

"Let Lucifer roll over!!!"

The maid, who was rarely furious and frightened by the man, ran all the way to the other end of the castle, calling Lucifer who was still recovering from sleep.

The man came over with a sleepy yawn, and glanced at Priest Su who looked extremely cold and angry behind the desk: "What's wrong? Are you so angry so early in the morning?"

"For such a small matter, I can find someone who is a hundred times prettier than you!"

Priest Su was furious, and threw a document in his hand: "Lucifer, did you fucking play with women too much, and turned into a woman?"

Well done, why engage in personal attacks.

So unfriendly.

Lucifer turned his head slightly to avoid the document flying towards his head, bent down to pick it up, patted it, and looked at him with raised eyebrows: "What? The doctor is not dead?"

He is such a smart person, he doesn't need to ask at all, as soon as he hears his tone, he knows what he is talking about.

"He went downstairs with good arms and good legs, do you think he is dead or not?!"

"Oh……"

Lucifer nodded thoughtfully, and thought outside: "I clearly remember being killed last night."

Before he could even make a cry, he died quietly.

He didn't bother to take a look at it, so he took it and left.

"It seems that I underestimated him."

He yawned again, threw the documents on the table, and added casually: "Don't worry, there will be no more mistakes tonight. I will leave after confirming that he is dead."

After a pause, as if he remembered something again, he sat down in the leather chair, crossed his hands and propped his chin, and looked at him with a half-smile: "But let me remind you, even if the time comes, you Even Luo Huan wouldn't believe that my death was blamed on me! It's better that the doctor is here, but once the doctor is dead, you two hard-fated couples will probably quarrel and fight every day."

When An Yi died, no matter how many reasonable explanations there were, Luo Huan couldn't really believe it. He could only believe that he killed him because of jealousy.

Women, in this kind of thing, always have a keen and powerful superpower.

Priest Su was unmoved: "Just do what you are supposed to do, and you don't need to care about the rest!"

Lucifer put away his cynical smile, and looked at him a little seriously: "Asi, don't forget, she is Bei Yueya! You can kill that doctor because you miss her, but you can never do it because of jealousy!"

"..."

"I don't want to take care of your private affairs, but I'm afraid that if you continue like this, you will not only fall into the hell of what you want but cannot get, and you will lose Luo Huan and your aunt's support."

For so many years, his aunt and Luo Huan are the only relatives left by his side. If they leave him, then he will really become a lonely family in his life.

"Whether to keep him or kill him, you have a day to think about it. If I don't hear from you before 2 o'clock in the morning, I will continue to do what I should do."

He got up, left after leaving these words.

A Si, don't forget, she is Bei Yueya!
Don't forget, she is Bei Yueya!

The computer was not turned on, and his face was reflected on the screen. Priest Su frowned, and suddenly closed his eyes, as if he was afraid of seeing something that he shouldn't see from his eyes.

……

The hour hand turns round and round.

A long day seems to be pulled into an endless space.

Priest Su hadn't come out since he entered the study in the morning.

The tall and straight figure stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, just so motionless, from the bright sun to the nightfall.

Around 9 o'clock in the evening, a black Bentley appeared in sight, parked at the door, and was inspected by the guard inside and out before driving into the garage.

Soon, a man and a woman appeared in sight.

The castle at night is bathed in a soft orange halo.

But at that moment, it suddenly became extremely dazzling.

The doting smile on the lips of the elegant and handsome man is dazzling, and the joy and admiration at the corners of the eyebrows and eyes of the delicate and exquisite woman are even more dazzling.

It was so dazzling that he wanted to tear his pampering and destroy her love with his own hands.

What kind of torture is death?
Watching the man you love standing in front of you but not being able to get it is the most difficult hell to break out of.

The nerves that had been tensed for an unknown period of time gradually relaxed. He glanced at the woman downstairs, and with a sneer of unknown meaning, he turned and left.

……

When Yueya returned to the bedroom, Qianli was already sound asleep in the shaker.

The small chest undulates evenly, two chubby little hands are clenched into fists and raised above the head, the small mouth is pouting, the eyelashes are long and thick, the more beautiful it looks.

She frowned angrily, and put the paper bags in her hand aside.

I bought her a lot of beautiful little skirts and little princess boots. I thought I would wear them for her when I came back. They must be very beautiful.

Just as she leaned down and kissed her soft and waxy face, there were several polite knocks on the door.

Crescent Moon was taken aback, stood up hastily, ran to the mirror to tidy up her somewhat messy hairstyle, and then went to open the door.

An Yisheng held the healing tray in his hand, and looked at her with a half-smile, "Are you tired after playing all day?"

Yueya bit her lip and endured it, the corners of her lips still curved slightly uncontrollably: "No, I'm not tired."

Probably because of his profession as a psychiatrist, An Yisheng's every move was just right, and he would calmly buy anything Yueya took a look at while she was not paying attention.

Such a gentle and considerate man is probably the dream of all women in the world.

She looked at him, her heart beating like thunder.

Today's outing may be just an ordinary treatment procedure for him, but for her, it is more like an extremely romantic date.

There has never been a time when I wanted to confess to him with such urgency as now.

An Yisheng is not a secular man, so he shouldn't...wouldn't mind if she gave birth to a child...right?

The cold sterilized cotton ball wiped the back of her hand, and she suddenly came back to her senses.

The mild-mannered man's brows and eyes were half-closed, and his smile turned all sentient beings upside down: "What are you thinking? So preoccupied?"

The thin infusion needle was pierced into the back of the woman's hand, the movements were skillful and steady, and the crescent moon did not even feel pain during the whole process.

She swallowed nervously, staring at him with a pair of clear eyes: "An Yisheng, you...you...that you..."

You spent a long time, but you didn't come up with a reason.

An Yisheng was amused by her hesitant and tangled appearance: "What's the matter? If you have something to say, just say it."

The other hand under Crescent Moon's quilt tightly clenched the sheet, her heart swelled, her teeth clenched, and she decided to go all out: "Well, I want to ask...you, you, do you have someone you like?"

In fact, asking this question is meaningless.

Because she had never seen him mention any women who had an affair with him, and Crescent Moon had never seen him make an intimate phone call with anyone, or ask someone to give a woman a gift for Christmas.

She was almost sure that he didn't have a sweetheart yet.

Asking this question is just a foreshadowing for the following confession.

But when asked, the expected negative answer did not appear.

An Yisheng fell into a rare silence.

Time passed by every minute and every second, like a century, the man helped her slow down the infusion drip, and then smiled lightly: "Yes."

Have.

A simple word, no redundant explanation.

But the more it was like this, the more it seemed heavy, so heavy that he didn't want to say another word.

Crescent Moon's heart sank instantly.

Yes, we will be together soon.

Yes, but she is married to another man.

Yes, but she passed away in an accident.

……

After the word 'have', countless explanations could have been added.

This explanation can be as short as only a few words, but at least it represents the direction of his feelings.

Is it going on vigorously, is it over, or is still entangled.

But just the word "yes" seems to place that feeling in a barren place, where time is still, the air is still, there is no wind, no rain, nothing.

Such a heavy and calm word is understatement and indestructible.

Crescent Moon was suddenly so sad that she couldn't speak a word.

……

The whole night, I tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

The sweets we ate with him during the day, the coffee we drank, the majestic buildings and underwater world we visited, all seemed so far away that they seemed to have happened in our previous life.

She thought that he should have even a little affection for her.

However, she never expected that her first love would be defeated by the word "yes", which was calm and breezy, and she was so embarrassed.

Looking at the time, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

It was really uncomfortable to lie down, so I simply got up and went downstairs, but unexpectedly found that the light downstairs was still on.

The slippers stepped on the soft carpet, making almost no sound, but the man who was drinking in the living room was keenly aware of the slight movement, and looked up.

(End of this chapter)