How can the president be fierce

Chapter 3481 Sweet Marriage Chapter 2043 Beiyouyang, we will have a long time in Japan.

It doesn't matter if you lose your body or your heart, tonight his life must be lost to him.

——When she sleeps, she sleeps. Anyway, what she lost was only her body, which is better than you. Losing her body also lost her heart.

The curve of Priest Su's lips gradually faded: "Bei Youyang, you are too flattering your sister. To me, she is not even a snack after dinner. She is too tender and tasteless."

"Oh."

Bei Youyang responded lazily, stood up straight, took it from the hands of the people around him, and aimed straight at his eyebrows: "If this is the case, then you go to hell to see if there is something suitable for you. The woman with your appetite is getting better."

"I advise you to reconsider."

The man put one hand into his pocket, probably wandering on the verge of life and death for a long time, and was aimed at his chest and eyebrows, but Priest Su's expression was still calm as if he was on vacation: "After all, you aimed at me At the same time, maybe one of them is also aimed at your precious sister."

boom--

The bullet slid past the corner of the man's clothes, and was deeply embedded in the wall behind him.

Bei Youyang raised his head and glanced at the towering ward building, his face became a little gloomy and cold: "Priest Su, are you taking a woman's life to protect yourself?"

Priest Su swept the corner of his clothes that had been grazed by the bullets with his fingers, and said in a casual tone, "You can understand it this way. But I can tell you clearly, whether I die tonight or whether I die by your hands, but As long as I die, I will definitely bring Bei Yueya with me."

He is alive, and she wants to live under his surveillance, whether in the United States or in an isolated city.

He died, and she would never want to forget him completely and live lovingly with other men.

Bei Youyang retracted his index finger holding the trigger little by little, and layers of ice froze at the bottom of his dark eyes.

Priest Su looked down at his wristwatch and smiled slightly at him: "You have one minute to think about it, after all... what if I'm just lying to you? What if I don't want to die with Crescent Moon? You say yes no?"

"..."

A perverted mind game.

I'm afraid that even the psychiatrist here can't figure out how much of what he said is true or false.

It is impossible for any man with a normal mind to drag the woman he likes to be buried with him before he dies.

But the key is...

Who can be sure that Priest Su's psychology is normal?
A man who has experienced family hatred since he was a child, a man who wanders between black and white all year round, a man who kills like hemp and bloodthirsty, it is too risky to say that his psychology is normal.

Of course, Bei Youyang could take this risk, but Priest Su's bet was too high.

His own sister Bei Yueya!

He has searched for so long and owed so much, and he hasn't had time to make up for her sister!

The black sports car sped past in the night, knocked away a few people who were trying to stop it, and rushed straight among them.

When the car window was lowered, Lucis raised his eyebrows and whistled at them arrogantly and arrogantly: "It's so late at night, so many people came to see us off?"

Bei Youyang's eyes suddenly darkened.

At such a critical moment, if Priest Su arranged for someone to pick him up, it would definitely be his most trusted brother—Lucifer!

But the person who appeared in the driver's seat was Lucifer's younger brother Lucis.

In other words, Lucifer now has more important tasks to perform.

such as……

Crescent!

As if he had read his mind, Priest Su opened the door of the passenger seat unhurriedly, mockingly said: "Bei Youyang, we will have a brighter future."

The sports car disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

Bei Youyang pursed her thin lips tightly: "Send three times as many people into the ward, and guard the eldest lady every step of the way! The rest of you, follow me!"

As soon as the number of black cars drove out of the hospital, they were blocked by a row of cars.

The gentle and handsome man was wearing a well-tailored black handmade suit, leaning against the car and smoking a cigarette, and smiled casually at him: "I'm sorry, You Yang, I'm afraid I'm going to block you tonight."

The car door was slammed shut with a bang!
Bei Youyang's patience had reached its limit, he gritted his teeth and said his name word by word: "Nan, Mo, Shang!!!"

Nan Moshang spread his hands with an innocent face: "It can't be helped, I don't like him very much, but who told him that he was Xixi's brother, and if he died, Xixi would be very sad. Once he knew that I could help but didn't, What if I accidentally divorced me? You pay me a daughter-in-law?"

"..."

……

An hour later, when Bai Yueyan, who had just put her son to sleep, turned around, she was startled by the man standing behind her.

"Where did you go? Got into a fight?!"

While talking, she held his face in her hands, stared at the bruise on the corner of his lips, and said angrily, "Who hit him? Tell me! I'll steal a pair of pants from him! "

Nan Moshang looked preoccupied and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything.

Bai Yueyan became anxious: "Say it!"

If it wasn't for the fact that the wound was at the corner of the lip, and it looked like it was a man's punch, she would probably associate his hesitant appearance with other women.

Recently, my son has been very fussy. She has to hold him to sleep, and he wakes up when he puts it down, and starts crying.

Counting it, it should be more than half a month. She took care of her son almost morning and night, and didn't accompany him much, which made him very dissatisfied. She occasionally wondered if he couldn't help but go out to find a woman, but fortunately she was angry Although angry, she has always been very obedient and never brought home any messy perfume smell.

Nan Moshang raised his hand to fiddle with the soft face of his son in her arms, and sighed: "Your brother came over suddenly tonight."

Bai Yueyan gasped, she was frightened and almost lost her son in her arms.

"Is he crazy?! I don't know if Bei Youyang is worried that he can't find a chance to take revenge?! He sent it to the door himself?!"

"so……"

"What did he come for? Did Bei Youyang find him? Was he injured? Did he leave?!"

The more anxious she asked, the more unwilling Nan Moshang was to answer: "Forget it, I'm so tired now, I just got punched by Youyang because of your brother..."

He elongated his voice calmly.

Bai Yueyan was dumbfounded, and immediately stood on tiptoe in distress: "Come on, let me blow it up for you..."

As soon as she leaned forward, her son, who was still asleep just now, closed his eyes and started crying.

Normally, once her son started to cry, Bai Yueyan basically couldn't care about anything, but this time, for the first time, she didn't coax her son, but handed him to the maid instead.

"I'm going to look for the medicine box." After she finished speaking, she went out first.

Nan Moshang hooked the corners of his lips triumphantly, put one hand in his pocket, and walked out slowly behind her, while turning his head and throwing a provocative look at his sad son who was crying.

Little boy, want to fight with your father?Let's practice another 8000 years.

As if sensing his arrogance and provocation, the little guy's crying voice suddenly became louder, his little hands and feet were kicking and kicking in the maid's arms, and he was about to come down and compete with him.

Nan Moshang was worried that Bai Yueyan would hear his crying, so he closed the door and slipped away after saying 'take care of the young master'.

The sound insulation of the room is very good, once the door is closed, the sound is much quieter.

In the bedroom, Bai Yueyan had already taken out the medicine box, seeing him coming in, she did not forget to ask, "Is Xiaoyou still crying?"

Nan Moshang stood by the bed, began to take off his coat calmly, and lied without changing his expression, "Stop crying."

She glanced at him in disbelief: "Stop crying so soon?"

"How many times have I told you, what does such a small child know? Whoever holds it is the same! You are hurting the baby now, and when he grows up and marries a wife, he will immediately forget you How heartbroken? If you have this time, you might as well pamper me."

"..."

While giving him medicine, he asked: "Boss is very good, why did you come here? How many people did you bring?"

"Just three."

"Three?!" She was taken aback.

After a few seconds of silence, it seemed as if he suddenly remembered something: "Don't tell me, he came to see Bei Yueya..."

Nan Mo Shang smiled inexplicably, but said nothing.

But at this time, his non-answer is an answer in itself.

Bai Yueyan suddenly fell silent.

In fact, she didn't know the boss's feelings for Bei Yueya, and the boss never showed any strange feelings.

She has traveled to the United States quite a few times, and often calls the boss every now and then. Most of the questions he asks her are whether she is doing well in Nan's house, whether Nanmo merchants have bullied her, and whether she needs money. want something or something...

Never once, was North Crescent mentioned.

It was also because of this that she always thought that to him, she was at most as simple as the enemy's daughter.

He never dared to think that he would venture to the lonely city just to catch a glimpse of her.

"I thought the woman he liked was Luo Huan." She said with a sour voice.

She had never personally experienced the massacre of the Su family and could not feel the pain, so she did not participate in the revenge.

Leaving the family's blood debt to the boss alone, she felt very guilty in her heart. She originally thought that he would have at least one beloved woman by his side, so he wouldn't be a little lonely, but she didn't expect...

Nan Moshang shook his head and didn't take it seriously: "You don't understand men too much. How many men will have desire as long as they are facing a beautiful woman, let alone a woman they love."

If Priest Su really likes Luo Huan, given that he is now in his thirties, the children of both of them might run away in line.

How could she be allowed to be a supermodel?

As a model, she is doomed to wear all kinds of revealing clothes and show her proud figure to men all over the world. I'm afraid Priest Su doesn't have such a big heart.

Bai Yueyan sighed, eyes full of regret: "It's a pity that Yueya doesn't like him."

Nan Moshang raised his hand to pinch her tender and fair face, and smiled lowly: "It's a bit too early to say that."

"Huh?" She looked at him blankly.

Isn't she going to marry a psychiatrist?And she had met them by chance when she was shopping before, it seemed that she really liked that man very much.

Nan Mo Shang seemed to sneer: "There may be women in this world who give birth to children for people they don't like, but they definitely won't be from the Bei family!"

Bei Yueya was raised abroad from the very beginning, but as long as she gets to know her a little bit, it is not difficult to see the arrogance of the Bei family in her bones.

Even if she doesn't love Priest Su, at least she doesn't hate him in her heart.

And this kind of unhappiness that can be retained after being raped, may turn into some kind of uncontrollable emotion if you don't pay attention...

Bai Yueyan stared at his handsome face for a few seconds, then suddenly laid her face on his chest flirtatiously: "You must have something to do, right? Please help me."

She can't fight the next part of the hatred for her brother, and she can't be by his side. If she can match him up with the woman he likes, at least she will feel better.

"This is..."

Nan Moshang lengthened the ending, and suddenly hissed and gasped: "Everywhere on my body hurts..."

Really...

Bai Yueyan gave him an annoyed look.

After laying the groundwork all night, it's for now, right?

……

Beishi Group Headquarters Building.

The president's office in black and white is simple, clean and spotless. Just like the handsome man behind the desk, he is so cold that he can't feel the slightest temperature.

"So impatient to ask for another beating?" With a mocking tone, he stared coldly.

Obviously, the anger of being blocked by him last night has not subsided.

The Nan's president in a suit and leather shoes had a smile that could turn all sentient beings upside down, and sat down unhurriedly: "Isn't this here to make a crime? Who will show your face coldly?"

"I like to keep a cold face, do you have an opinion?"

"..."

Knowing that he was in a fit of anger at the moment, Nan Moshang didn't bother to argue with him, and casually threw a roll of documents sealed in a yellow paper bag to him: "Hey! Let's take a look."

Bei Youyang glanced at him coldly, took the file bag with his knuckle fingers, and opened it neatly.

A few photos, a few sheets of thin paper.

He looked at it, his brows and eyes darkened unconsciously.

Nan Moshang took a teacup, took a sip to moisten his throat, and then said: "He hides very well! I have worked hard to find this little bit! But it is enough to peel off his wolf skin Already!"

An Yisheng, formerly known as Jesse, was born in England and was raised by his father alone. Later, his father was assassinated by unknown persons.

"Actually, the information is very incomplete. I just pieced it together based on my feelings. The result was a surprise. The result of the DNA comparison showed that he is Su Zhen's biological son, but he has no blood relationship with Priest Su!"

Su Zhen is Priest Su's aunt, but no matter how loud the aunt's name is, she will appear insignificant in the face of the DNA comparison results.

"It took me a little more trouble to find out that this Su Zhen is actually just an abandoned baby adopted by the Su family, but the Su family treats her no differently from their own daughter, especially Priest Su's father, Su Xiujie, is even more so. Treat this godmother like a baby! Their brother and sister have always been close, but it is said that since Su Xiujie met his wife, he spent most of his time with his wife, and Su Zhen is very dissatisfied with this."

Nan Moshang raised his brows slightly, and looked at him with a half-smile: "I heard that in the massacre of the Su family, it's strange that your Bei family won?"

At the beginning, both the Bei family and the Su family intervened in the internal struggles of other countries, but at that time, the overall strength of the Bei family was actually not comparable to that of the Su family.

The black forces of the Bei family have only just been cultivated, but the black forces of the Su family have been around for nearly a hundred years.

Bei Youyang put the document back into the file bag with a blank expression, and said coldly: "You have heard a lot."

Obviously, he didn't want to share the secrets of the Bei family with him.

But Nan Mo Shang didn't really care much, and some things didn't have to be confirmed by him personally. If you think about it, it's not difficult to guess if the clues are connected together.

"If that's the case, then I won't bother."

He raised his wrist to look at the time, and laughed lowly: "I have to share lunch with my wife in a while, and I have to prepare a lot of things! When you have a wife, I don't mind sharing the secret with you later, of course, if the time comes, my son When you grow up, you can also go and ask my son directly!"

"roll!"

"..."

……

"I'm leaving."

On a sunny afternoon, the woman was still wearing a high ponytail, her proud figure was matched with a palm-sized baby face, and the men at the next table frequently looked sideways.

She didn't know how many times she had used this kind of playing hard to get.

An Yisheng held a knife and fork in his slender and fair hands, and calmly cut the delicate steak on the plate: "I don't remember when I kept you."

No matter how gentle and sweet the voice is, once it says something full of irony, it will inevitably make people's emotions surge.

Zhou Jin glanced at him, her beautiful eyes lost the enchanting laziness of the past, showing a bit of calm: "This time it's true."

The man still didn't even look at her, and ate his lunch on his own.

It seems that there is nothing more important in this world than this.

"I have always felt that there is no hatred in this world that cannot be resolved by love. If there is, it must be insufficient love."

Zhou Jin lowered her head, took out a round pebble from her bag, and put it on the table: "I used to think it was because you didn't love me enough, but now that I look at it, it seems that I really don't love you enough, or maybe I don't love you enough." What I love is An Yisheng, who blocked a cobblestone for me when I was a child and got bloody. The gentleman who told me that men are born to protect women is An Yisheng. He ran a dozen streets with a high fever to buy me a donut An Yisheng."

An Yisheng's handsome face was a little tense, his Adam's apple slid up and down, and he looked at her coldly: "What do you want to say?"

Zhou Jin stared at the wedding ring on his ring finger, and tugged at the corners of her lips: "I can even accept you marrying other women and having children! But An Yisheng, you shouldn't, you shouldn't take a woman who loves you." Life, as a bargaining chip for your revenge, that's what scumbags would do!"

"Scum?!"

An Yisheng raised his brows, as if he had heard an ironic joke.

The knife and fork were thrown on the table with a thud, he took the napkin and wiped his thin lips slowly, his eyes scratched her face like the sharpest and coldest knife: "Let me tell you what scum is! The person who puts chronic poison in the master's diet is a scum! The one who is greedy for life and fears death and throws his daughter into a man's bed is a scum! A woman like you who only knows how to show off deserves to speak up here What kind of scum are you talking about with me? Heh! Zhou Jin, do you take yourself too seriously?"

(End of this chapter)