How can the president be fierce

Chapter 3473 Sweet Marriage 2035 I don't know if it can be saved.

Leaving the heartbroken woman behind, the man turned and left, and the white and delicate face of the woman outside the door immediately came into view.

The bewitching Danfeng eyes looked her up and down, the man leaned lazily against the door, and pointed to the bed behind him: "Sorry, I have someone on my bed, I don't need you yet."

Crescent Moon bit her fingernails, and glanced at the long-haired woman lying on the bed crying.

I don't know if I was beaten or dumped.

For a good woman, it's not good to find anyone, but to find such a ruthless stallion.

Lucifer has a good skin, but it's a pity that he is too careless. She has met many playful dudes in the upper class of the lonely city, but compared with him, he is nothing.

"I have something to ask you." She said.

The man's brows were raised, he looked at her swollen eyes in surprise, and teased: "What? Asi hit you?"

Yueya shook her head, feeling bored, and said, "Do you still remember what you said when you asked me to take down that oil painting for your brother?"

Lucifer put his arms around his chest, didn't speak, and only gave her a continuing expression.

Yueya bit her lip, pondered for a while, and finally gathered up the courage to continue: "I hope you can keep your word and do your best to take care of Qianli for me."

The curvature of the man's lips quickly faded away.

He stood up straight, as if he disliked the crying of the woman behind him, he took two steps forward, and brought the door up to block the choking sound.

"Are you leaving?" He stared at her with rare seriousness.

He took a few steps forward, and the two of them got a little closer. Coupled with his abnormal attitude at this moment, Yueya felt a little uncomfortable for a while, and took a step back.

She left her, why did he have such an expression?

"Does Asi know?" Before she could answer, he asked again in a deep voice.

Yueya shook her head: "He went out, I'll talk about it when I come back later."

Lucifer stared at her, and said in a meaningful tone, "You should tell him first, and then come back and tell me."

"What does this mean?"

"..."

Lucifer didn't speak, his eyes had already moved away from her face and fell to the other end of the corridor.

This movement of his was too obvious, he was obviously looking at someone, Yue Yue was stunned for a moment, then turned around, only to find the man in the ironed and neat black suit at the end of the corridor covered with high-end carpets.

He stood against the light, his handsome face was hidden in the dark, Yueya couldn't see the expression on his face at the moment, but could clearly feel a gloomy chill quietly spreading in the air.

Lucifer yawned lazily: "Talk slowly, I'll go downstairs to eat first."

"Hey, you promised me before..."

"Shh..." The man raised his index finger to his thin lips, signaling her to keep quiet, then quickly blinked at him, turned around with a chuckle and walked away.

Yue Ya bit her lip and watched him go downstairs and leave herself here.

Depressed, he walked to Priest Su and looked up at him: "I have something to think about..."

"Bei Yueya, have you really gone crazy? You came to Lucifer early in the morning because you were afraid that no one would satisfy you when he left, right?"

"..."

Crescent Moon was in a daze.

This tone sounded like what Lucifer said. Could it be that the woman who came to him must want to sleep with him?

She curled her lips, not wanting to be familiar with him: "I know you don't like me, so I'll leave in the afternoon, okay?! You take good care of Qianli, and I will visit her often when I have the chance."

After she finished speaking, she didn't want to stay in front of him and obstruct his eyes, so she turned around and walked away.

The corridor in front of him seemed to be stretched a lot suddenly. Priest Su stood there, his paper-thin lips pursed into a line little by little.

It's okay to go, it's okay to go.

After leaving, I no longer have to see her annoying face every day.

……

In the bedroom, Yueya put the clothes and shoes bought for Qianli into the wardrobe shoe cabinet one by one, and put her own things into the suitcase, touching Qianli's little head who was taking a nap in the shaker from time to time.

It's all women's things. An Yisheng was very gentlemanly and didn't help. He leaned against the bay window with a cup of tea: "Why do you want to go back all of a sudden?"

Yueya paused for a while when packing her things, her eyelashes were half drawn, and she said without emotion: "I'm not the only one who came here with a high fever. She's recovered now, so naturally there's no need to stay."

An Yisheng glanced sideways at her, but said nothing.

After a while, he suddenly put down the teacup: "I have something to go out first, and I will walk with you when I come back later, can you wait for me?"

Yue Yue didn't know what would happen to him here, but with his steady and introverted temperament, if there was something to do, it must be something really important to deal with.

She nodded: "Okay, you do your work first, I'll wait for you."

After An Yisheng left, her things were quickly packed.

Just lying motionless by the side of the shaker, pinching her daughter's tender hands, in a daze.

The TV was on, but the sound was muted, and a large-scale supermodel show was being broadcast live. The tall and beautiful woman wore a mermaid wedding dress that fit every inch of her figure.

Crescent Moon glanced at it, then looked away with a lack of interest.

After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly opened his eyes wide in surprise and looked over. After a while, he stood up abruptly.

The little guy in the shaker was awakened by the sound of the chair moving, closed his eyes and cried loudly.

Yueya came back to her senses, she didn't care to watch TV anymore, and quickly leaned over to hug her and coax her gently.

After coaxing for a while, the little guy soon fell asleep again.

Almost as soon as she put her back on the rocker, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open from the outside forcefully, making a loud bang.

In a bedroom that covers an area of ​​less than 100 square meters, she doesn't even have a place to hide.

Just like that, she watched that man, covered in anger and hatred, approaching her in the blink of an eye, and her powerful hands easily grabbed her throat.

All the fingers were tightened little by little with the strength to embed into her flesh and blood.

Yueya's body was forced back all the way by his strength, until she hit the wall behind her heavily, and finally stopped.

The cold phone was pressed against her cheek, and the man's extremely hoarse voice was permeated with darkness, ruthlessness and blood, and he struck her eardrum word by word: "Tell Bei Youyang, if Luo Huan loses a hair, I'll give him one of your fingers, understand?!"

Yueya struggled to speak: "I already told my brother that I'm going home today, he doesn't need to touch Luo Huan anymore, Priest Su, you have made many enemies over the years, Luo Huan was kidnapped at the live broadcast of the wedding dress show, so high-profile It's not like my brother's style, so why do you think he did it?"

As soon as the words fell, I felt a chill on my wrist, as if a very thin ice thread had slipped through it, bringing a creepy strange feeling.

The line of sight slid down with difficulty and landed on the right wrist, the shocking dripping blood was reflected in the fundus of the eyes, and the sharp pain was transmitted to the nerve endings only after a while.

He cut the vein in her wrist.

without hesitation.

Although she knew that he had always hated and hated her, but she had probably lived safely under his nose for 20 years, which gave her the illusion that he would never hurt her.

But the slap in the face always came so fast and so loud.

……

The sound of rushing water rang through my ears, and the water in the bathtub spread upwards little by little.

His knife skills are surprisingly good, the wound is neither deep nor shallow, and the blood will not flow too fast or too slow.

Crescent Moon was forcibly thrown into the bathtub, and the warm water soaked her upper wrist, preventing the blood from coagulating. Wisps of bright red overflowed from the thin wounds and spread out in the water...

The clear water was soon stained with a thin layer of light red.

"Keep an eye on her, don't let her hands leave the water! Every 5 minutes, send a video to Bei Youyang until he sends Luo Huan back!"

Priest Su coldly dropped the order, then turned and left.

The two men did not dare to neglect at all, and took the time to post a good video.

Crescent Moon was lying in the bathtub, watching the blood trickle out of her body in an unusually calm manner.

This is not the first time she has experienced the feeling of death. When she was forced to leave thousands of miles away, she was so sad that she couldn't sleep all night. After staying up for six days, she had the idea of ​​suicide for the first time in her life.

Probably all things are born once and cooked twice, nothing special.

……

Time passed by minute by minute.

Lucifer held a document, and the first time he even forgot to knock on the door, he just broke in.

"The people from the Beijia organization are all dispatched, and they will be here in two hours. A Si, you are impulsive this time. People are indeed not from Beiyouyang Jie."

He put the documents on the desk: "We have found some clues, and I believe we can get Luo Huan back soon."

Priest Su crushed out the cigarette between his fingers, leaned over to pick up the document, and flipped through it page by page.

There seemed to be a layer of blood dripping from the bottom of his eyes, intertwined with a blue color, like a beast that had just fallen into a demon, exuding a terrifying aura of slaughter.

Lucifer stared at the faintly throbbing veins on his forehead, and sighed softly: "A Si, don't worry, we will bring Luo Huan back safely."

Priest Su didn't speak, as if he didn't hear him at all.

After more than ten seconds, he suddenly got up and walked out.

The door of Qianli's bedroom was open, and water stains and blood stains spread all the way from the direction of the bathroom, dripping on the snow-white carpet, which was shocking.

Crescent Moon was lying on the carpet, drenched all over, her face was so pale that no trace of blood could be seen.

An Yisheng knelt beside her, helping her with artificial respiration and cardiopulmonary resuscitation, testing the pulse of her neck.

Priest Su stood still abruptly, his pupils constricted sharply, and a fishy sweet feeling surged up in his throat, and was swallowed back on the tip of his tongue.

Everything around seemed to be still, only the woman's tightly closed eyelashes and pale lips remained.

He heard his own breathing, hurried and hasty.

Obviously, only half an hour.

how come……

With one hand in his pocket, Lucifer walked over slowly, and glanced at the man and woman inside: "I asked him to come here to save her. She lost a lot of blood and slipped into the water. Those two people have nothing to do with you." The order did not dare to rescue..."

After a pause, he sighed lightly: "I don't know if it can be saved."

I don't know if it can be saved.

Priest Su's hands hanging by his sides were tightly folded, and his knuckles turned cold and pale. After a while, he said, "Let the emergency room prepare a blood bag, she has type B blood."

His voice was very calm, but under the calm, it seemed to hide the huge waves of the sky, with a destructive and destructive aura of prey.

Lucifer gave him a meaningful look.

Just as he was about to turn around, the phone beeped.

He took it out, opened the text message and glanced at it, and then his thin lips were pursed into a line: "The whole Beijia organization is dispatched, A Si, it doesn't matter whether she lives or not."

Bei Youyang's menacing attack this time may not be so easy to deal with.

Regardless of whether they won or Bei Youyang won in the end, there was no need for Bei Yueya to stay.

However, the Su family and the Bei family have been in an evenly matched state, which is why both sides have been standing still.

This time, Bei Youyang was enraged by the video, and the power of the Qingbei clan was mobilized, directly putting himself at an extremely unfavorable geographical disadvantage. If nothing else happened, his forbearance for so many years finally ushered in the final moment.

He reminded him in a low voice: "A Si, now is not the time to act emotionally, nor is it time to be soft-hearted. This is the only time. You have taken advantage of the right time, place and people, and wiped out the core strength of the Bei Clan. Then you want to eliminate those remaining forces." , is simply as easy as flipping the palm of your hand."

Over the years, he has not had a chance, but he has always missed it for one reason or another.

Those words used to perfuse Su Zhen could not blind Lucifer's eyes.

He is too good at understanding the secret and obscure feelings between men and women. I am afraid that even he himself has not discovered the unbearable and unwillingness deeply buried in Asi's heart.

He was afraid that if he really took that step, there would be no turning back between him and Yueya.

But in fact, even if he didn't take that step, there would be no future between him and Bei Yueya, it was just a way of grinding the wound with a blunt knife to delay the arrival of the last moment.

What's more, Crescent Moon's heart is not on him.

……

The first thing Yue Ya did after waking up was to call Bei Youyang to report her safety.

"I'm fine, I'll go back soon, brother, trust me!"

She promised again and again that she was afraid that he would lead the entire Bei Clan to perish on impulse.

This is Priest Su's base camp. The last time he brought someone to rescue her, he didn't get any cheap, and this time there won't be any good results.

Taking a step back, even if she really wins, she doesn't want her brother to be the murderer who killed her daughter's biological father.

She was afraid that Qianli would hate him in the future.

"Yueya, you've gone crazy!" On the other end of the phone, the man who was usually cold and indifferent became angry rarely.

Yue Yue could clearly hear the meaning of hating iron but not steel from his tone.

"I was wrong, brother, don't be angry."

She touched her red lips with her fingers, looking like she was going to smile or not: "I'm really fine, and..."

This time, Bei Youyang really felt that his sister was out of order.

She's... laughing? !
She nearly lost Priest Su's hand, and just brushed past death, and she was still smiling? ! !
Crescent Moon bowed her head, raised her hands to brush the hair hanging from her ears, and looked very embarrassed: "Brother, the first time I woke up, I saw An Yisheng kissing me."

As soon as the voice fell, she couldn't help but blush.

Bei Youyang was speechless for a while, and then corrected her quietly: "But according to the information I got, he seems to be just giving you artificial respiration."

Crescent Moon blinked and blinked, and argued plausibly: "What's wrong with the artificial respiration? Isn't it also lip to lip?"

"..."

In fact, she had secretly thought about what it would be like to kiss someone she liked, but the feeling of being in a cloud was beyond her imagination.

Been giggling since waking up.

"He said he had something to deal with, and asked me to wait for him, and we'll go back later, brother, you don't need to do anything, just wait for me."

There was silence for a few seconds before the man's slightly gloomy voice came: "Are you afraid that I will hurt him, or that he will hurt me?"

Crescent Moon's attention was attracted by a little reflection at the door of the ward.

She sat up, and only then did she see Priest Su appearing in the ward at some point, standing in a lonely and indifferent posture, obviously not a posture of temporarily stopping.

Her throat tightened, she came back to her senses, hurriedly said that she needed to go to the bathroom, and hung up Bei Youyang's phone.

Priest Su's brows and eyes, which had been half-drawn, slowly raised, and met her clear and clean eyes at a distance of not too far.

The pretty little face was flushed, and except for the white bandaged wrist that revealed the traces of her illness at the moment, she looked shy and soft like never before.

Like a young girl in love, full of shyness and expectation.

For a man named An Yisheng.

He stared at himself for a moment, with a look so complicated and serious that she couldn't understand it at all, Crescent Moon was a little horrified at being stared at.

Clearing his voice, he took the initiative to speak: "Have you found your girlfriend?"

A very peaceful sentence, so peaceful that there is no trace of hatred or anger.

Obviously, she almost died in his hands today.

But it was probably because he had never expected anything from him. Being an enemy, it was normal for her to die or be injured by his hands, so there was not much anger at the moment.

But the more this was the case, the more upset Priest Su was than crying and shouting and relentlessly cursing.

Distraught to the point of being unbearable.

He frowned, loosened the tie roughly, and walked to her hospital bed expressionlessly: "I thought you would hate me."

At least in this matter, he was indeed wrong to blame her.

Yueya leaned back, found a more comfortable position, and looked at him with a half-smile: "Although I was a little angry, I also got my male god's kiss because of a blessing in disguise. Even if it's even, you will take good care of Qianli in the future. Take it as my compensation."

Got my man's kiss.

Got my man's kiss! !
Got, got, got, I, man, god, of, kiss! ! !

(End of this chapter)