Beloved of Bossy President

"Do you think I'll believe it?" Beiming Liancheng still clings to Mingke's wrist and does not relax at all.

With such great strength, Mingke's wrist began to ache. She frowned, stared at him and said, "will you let go first?"

"Will you let it go?" Beiming Liancheng stared at her, and her face became more and more ugly: "do you know what kind of person long Chuhan is? He may have a lofty position in the flying eagle that even you and I can't imagine. How dangerous it would be for you to follow him

"I don't know. I only know he's my brother." This time, she finally turned cold and pushed him away.

Beiming Liancheng had to let go, because she had seen the pain in her eyes, because she held her too hard.

After pushing him away, Mingke rubbed his wrist and said calmly: "I said that I just want to go back to see my grandfather. Moreover, he really cares about me. We are family. No matter what identity he is outside, at least at home, he is my cousin."

"But he may not..." Beiming Liancheng's words stopped. He didn't know what flashed by now. It was clear that some words were swallowed by him.

But Mingke pretended not to see it. He said: "I'm a member of the dragon family, and my father is the son of Longjing. Can't you and ye refute that? I'll go home and see what's there? What's more, I want to get my grandfather out, and I want to see how he's doing out there. "

"He's not at Orient International." Beiming Liancheng hums faintly. Speaking of her grandfather, she doesn't know what it's like in her heart.

Mingke took his big hand and said softly, "you should also go to see him. I will go to see him before I come back from Dongfang International. Liancheng, shall we go together?"

Beiming Liancheng breathed a little disorderly. Until now, the girl didn't know his real identity. She thought he was the son of Beiming Xiong. It turned out that the boss hadn't told her about it.

The boss did not say, he did not dare to say more, but, always feel that this relationship is a bit strange.

He has nothing to do with beimingxiong. Beimingxiong is the one who killed her father. To see him, he really doesn't think it's necessary.

The eldest brother has already got him out and found a place for him to live a happy life. For him, the emperor's family can be regarded as giving him enough favors. It's all because of this girl.

However, in her eyes, it is so natural for her to see beimingxiong. After all, she still thinks that she is her uncle and the son of beimingxiong.

"Liancheng." Mingke shakes his hand again, thinking that he still hates beimingxiong for bullying his mother. Now he can't be relieved.

She continued in a soft voice: "no matter what, he's not in good health, and he's getting older. Later You don't know how many chances you will have to see him in the future. Let's go and see him now. I think he will be very happy. We Let's explain to him that it's just a misunderstanding. It's just your boss I want to get back at him. I think he can understand. He'll be at ease when he sees us both well. "

This is her biggest goal. She hopes that her grandfather can be at ease and cultivate in that place. In the future, he won't have to worry about anything. Maybe in this way, his health will get better.

Grandfather has been with regret, she knows he wants to see Liancheng, but Liancheng has been reluctant to see him.

Seeing that Beiming Liancheng didn't speak, her eyes were still cold. She gently pulled his big palm and continued: "just go to see him and make him feel at ease. If you don't want to speak, all the words are up to me. You just need to let him know that you don't hate him any more. Liancheng, do you agree? "

"Who says I don't hate him?" In fact, Beiming Liancheng didn't hate Beiming Xiong so much. After all, those resentments had already passed away for him. His resentment was not as heavy as the boss's, and Qin Weiyang didn't give him too much pressure.

But, how to say is to kill his father's person, don't hate, also absolutely don't like.

"Liancheng..."

"I'll talk about it later." Don't want to continue this topic, Beiming Liancheng stares at her way: "now, go to see Yu Feiyan first, if don't see, I accompany you to walk in the backyard."

"It means I can't go to see your boss anyway, can I? " Name can still have a bit uneasy, but, once Liancheng stubborn up, that cow temper is not she can easily change.

Beiming night asked him to take him out to "spend" a little time, and he would try every means to complete the task he told her. Even if she didn't want to, he was afraid that he would carry her to the backyard even if he carried her.

"He and Dongli are talking about something important. Don't disturb them." Beiming Liancheng doesn't want to explain too much. In fact, this girl is not stupid. She can understand many things herself. So why should he say more?

Name can be really helpless, as long as it takes a little time? If so, she would accompany him.

"Let's go to see Yu Feiyan and see if she's better." When she came to him, she said, "I want to ask you something after I come out. Let's go."Standing in front of Beiming night, Dongli's face is a little dignified. He looks at doctor Yang's treatment of Beiming night's wound. After doctor Yang has wrapped up the gauze, he is relieved to hear Doctor Yang say that he has not hurt his muscles and bones.

This knife stabbed in the abdomen, although it did not hurt the internal organs, but it still looks frightening.

In particular, there are scars on his chest left by his shooting in the past. There are countless scars on his body, big and small. Even people like Dongli who are used to heavy wind and rain still feel numb.

Dr. Yang is already packing up, and he has not forgotten to tell him what to pay attention to after the northern night. However, his advice has never been of any use, and Mr. Yang never cares.

What's more, since he became a family doctor for him, I don't know how many times I have done this kind of thing to help him deal with serious injuries. Even if he doesn't say it, my husband must know what to avoid.

The key is that he is willing to care.

The room is full of the smell of disinfectant and liquid medicine, which is a bit pungent. Even if Dr. Yang has asked the assistant doctor to open more windows, the smell will not disappear in a short time.

Just when Dr. Yang and the doctor were going to leave, the night of the northern night suddenly said, "wait a minute."

They stopped and looked back at him.

Being called out by the northern night, Dr. Yang only feels a chill in his spine, and immediately thinks about Nangong Xueer and Yu Feiyan.

Facing the eyes of the northern night, he asked, "Sir, what else can I do for you?"