A Sweet Forced Marriage: Young master's irresistible love

When Nan Yuchen was about to lift her feet and leave, the door of the rescue room happened to open.

The nurse pushed Shu Qingyan out.

Hearing the voice of the nurse talking with the outsider, Nan Yuchen did not know why he stopped and wanted to look back at the woman lying on the hospital bed.

I think of the cold and aloof when I first saw her, and her stubborn little face The thought of her would disturb his mind.

South Yu Chen impatiently to his head to grasp a, black eyes condensation bloodthirsty light, damn, to now, she is still affecting him.

Think of here, South Yu Chen again lift step to leave, just, his footstep is extremely slow.

The nurse pushed Shu Qingyan, who was still in a coma, to the side of the elevator.

In about to arrive at the elevator entrance, just and South Yu Chen brush body and pass.

"Don't go! Don't leave me alone! Please don't leave me Shu Qingyan's hoarse voice showed a little discomfort.

It sounds lonely and pathetic.

Nanyuchen's pace completely stops.

Has been watching the nurse will shuqingyan hospital bed into the elevator, he just turned because of a long time and dull eyes.

Chagrined at his behavior, he finally sneered and walked away.

In this world, the person who can influence his South Yu Chen has not yet been born.

He quickly walked into another elevator. The elevator was quiet and he was alone.

The quieter the environment is, the more the brain can't control thinking of useless things.

For example, at this time

Shu Qingyan's sentence "don't leave her" seems to have been made sound effect, which is constantly replayed in his mind and can't go.

Two seconds later, his dark eyes were staring at the floor where the elevator had reached and pressed the button on that floor.

"Ding!" The elevator made a sound to reach its destination.

With his hands in his pockets, he naturally walked to the ward of Shu Qingyan.

His manner was leisurely as if he was shopping. He was born with a clothes hanger for walking. His chin was full of arrogance along the way. Even so, it still attracted the attention of nurses and patients' families.

"So handsome!"

"Great figure!"

People sigh in their hearts that such high-quality men do not belong to them.

Nanyuchen walked like a king without being surprised by anyone.

He was just near Shu Qingyan's ward when Qiao yuan's voice came to his ear.

"Three Little said, speed to send Miss Shu away." Assistant is arranging someone to send Shu Qingyan away.

Nanyuchen's steps have entered the ward, and her black eyes naturally fall on the face of Shu Qingyan, who is still in a coma.

Her brows were tight and her delicate and vulgar face was pale and pale.

Looking at her like this, his atrium is heavily stagnant, the softest part of the heart is like a piece dug away by something, dull pain.

"Get out of here!" With a roar of fury, he drove everyone out, including Qiao yuan's assistants, doctors and nurses.

He went to Shu Qingyan and picked up her in a wheelchair It's as light as a leaf.

The Mou son of South Yu Chen is deep, frown displeasantly ground wrinkles two, so light?

Can't she eat well?

He was just about to put shuqingyan on the hospital bed, and shuqingyan had no sense of security to pull his clothes.

South Yu Chen half hangs above Shu Qing ya, body shape is like emperor general, look at her sleep uneasy sleep Yan, cold hum a: "how? Can't give up on me? "

"Home I want to go home. " Shu Qingyan sleeps heavily, and his mouth is a little unconscious voice.

Shu Qingyan also does not know what is home, the concept of home has never been, but she just wants to go back.

Thinking like this, he cried wrongly and couldn't breathe.

All of a sudden, a deep and cold voice sounded: "this will take you back."

Nan Yuchen walks away with Shu Qingyan.

Here The environment is not right. He wants to take her home.

Two people just get on the car, the mobile phone of South Yu Chen then rang.

It's his assistant on the phone.

"Nan Zong, there is an urgent matter in the company that you need to handle in person?" The assistant was also very concise.

Nan Yuchen holds a telephone in one hand, and the soft hair of Shu Qingyan is rolled in one hand. It seems that such a simple action is also unique.

His body moved, and did not answer the assistant's words at the first time. At this time, Shu Qingyan clenched his hand at the corner of his coat and used force again, as if relying on him especially, and didn't want him to leave her.

"Well, let them all wait." The South Yu Chen depresses but can't help but the voice rings out.

The assistant on the opposite side still wants to say what, was hanged by South Yu Chen to call.

This is the first time that a woman has delayed coming to the company because of a woman.That woman has a great place in the heart of Nan Zong.

The assistant of black feather has long eyelashes.

Moodily, he walked back to his office.

"Sister Le?" One side of the small secretary by her emotional infection: "what's the matter with you?"

Yue Yao showed a business smile and shook her head at the Secretary: "I'm ok."

The little secretary secretly speculated that her careful thinking: "lovelorn?"

On the other side of the South Yu Chen Shu Qing Yan back home, told sister-in-law Li for her bath and change clothes, do not let anyone disturb her sleep, then left home to go to the company.

All the way, he had a faint smile on his lips. After the driver looked at him through the rearview mirror for countless times, he finally gave a cold look at his confused driver secretly.

Voice like ice like iron: "you don't want eyeballs?"

The driver's heart cluttered for a moment and quickly begged for mercy: "three little, I was wrong!"

Think of three young once iron and blood wrist, how many people's eyeballs lost under his command The driver was sweating with fear.

Just when he was flustered, he unexpectedly took back his anger.

The driver is puzzled to look at San Shao, looking at a certain place outside, distracted by the sight

Isn't it just a couple of lovers walking close to each other outside?

This kind of thing is very common, the street is full of loving men and women.

There's no need to look at them like this.

If you want to be a woman of all ages, you can circle the earth

"You're really capable of driving a sports car to bicycle speed!" The cold voice of Nan Yuchen sounded after herself, and the driver was scared all over. He apologized and stepped on the accelerator at his feet.

The car rushed out as fast as it could.

Nan Yuchen's line of sight also draws back from that pair of lovers who are nestling together. At this time, I don't know what he is thinking.

A cold and arrogant expression softened at this time. The light outside the window hit his handsome face and gave him a more charming luster.

Entering the company, all the women on the way to him are paying attention.

All people's eyes met him as if they were stuck in general.

Yue Yao met him at the door. Seeing him coming, he bent down slightly and made a salute. He called out, "Mr. Nan!"

South Yu Chen steps quickly toward the elevator.

Le Yao in his side, told him about the company.

"General manager Nan, the spy who disclosed the company's operation plan last time has been found. He is in the meeting!" Yue Yao said succinctly.

Hear spy two words, the footstep of South Yu Chen does not take a pause, it seems that this matter, he already knew.

"Good!" He lifted his chin coldly, with a wild smile on his lips.

He's a good spy.

Le Yao close contact with the South Yu Chen, always unnaturally think of the ambiguous voice from the end of the call just now, and the temperature on his face is not controlled.

In my heart, I admired the woman who could get the kiss of Nan Zong for a hundred times.

"Ding!" The voice of the elevator arriving at the destination rings, and nanyuchen strides the vigorous step, walks toward the office.

"Let the traitor come and be punished." His arrogant voice did not bring any negative impact on his image, but more full of male charm.

He's like a walking hormone.

Where you go, you can cause intense agitation.

South Yu Chen just entered the office, the traitor was brought to him.

"Putong" a kneeling voice, accompanied by the voice of asking for mercy, sounded: "Mr. Nan, I was a bit bewildered, I was wrong, please let me go!"

Nan Yuchen turns a limited edition black pencil in his hand, the speed is dazzling.

He didn't speak, he didn't even look at the traitor.

The traitor was so nervous that he felt a cold sweat on his forehead.

"Mr. Nan, I really know I'm wrong!" He kowtowed again and again for mercy, apologizing in a voice, and the repeated words only made the man in the high seat colder.

He was still indifferent, as if he had not seen the man on the ground.

The pen in his hand rotates faster, just like a man kneeling on the ground.

He didn't dare to lift his head.

Just listening to the man's breathing, his throat choked.

Some people, even if they don't do anything or say anything, just sit there, and their strong sense of being is naturally frightening.

Nan Yuchen is such a person.

"Bang!" The sound of pen falling on the ground is like a man's disordered heartbeat on the ground. He seems to hear the coming of death.

He crawled toward the South Yuchen and picked up the pen he had dropped: "please let me go!"

"Want me to let you go?" The arrogant man finally spoke.

The man kneeling on the ground crawls close to the South Yu Chen, as long as the South always talks, he must be saved.He was very pleased with his intelligence I haven't had time to think of the Ming character.

"Dong!" His huge body was kicked out of the man's cruel foot, hit the desk at the other end, rebounded back and fell to the ground.

The man frowned with pain.

Make an unknown cry of pain.

"When will my Nanshi family still ask for mercy?" As soon as the arrogant and unruly voice came out, the man lying on the ground spitting blood took out a few times and did not dare to say a word more.

It was lard that made him do such a stupid thing.

"Say, who is your backstage?" South Yu Chen steps toward him, like the devil of hell, his every footstep sound, as if stepping on the sharp heart of a man on the ground.