Beloved of Bossy President

"Afraid?" The low voice comes from the man around, low, there is a name can not want to hear the indifference.

She wanted to shake her head and tell him that she was not afraid. No matter what he did, she would not be afraid.

But she just stood there, unable to do such a simple thing as shaking her head.

That was something she didn't even dare to think about in the past. The world of northern night was too far away from her. Maybe for them, a lot of things that sounded terrible were as simple as eating common food, but for her, any one of them was enough to scare her courage.

Let the dog bite Xia Qianjin Now, what happened to Xia Qianjin? What about the fire wolf?

She doesn't want to sympathize with those two people. After all, the fire wolf will drive to hit her. I'm afraid it's Xia Qianjin's advice. What she's afraid of is How much trouble will Beiming night bring to itself? Is he in danger? Is that old man really going to attack him?

She really didn't think it was necessary to fight violence with violence, if it could be avoided.

Just a little hesitation, the man around him immediately exuded a cold that has disappeared all night.

She felt, almost at the same time that he was cold, she felt his coldness and alienation from herself.

Did her hesitation hurt him?

"Sir..."

"He Yi Tang, buy some snacks and come back." The northern night pushed her on her waist.

She was just stunned for two seconds, then she slipped down from his leg. She didn't know what she was sad about, but suddenly she was a little lost.

He was deliberately sending her away. As Beiming Daidai said, she should not be there to listen to them when they speak.

Just now, Beiming night still regarded her as his own person, even if it was not his own person, at least not a person to be on guard, but now, he didn't want to trust her any more.

Maybe she shouldn't think too much about it. It's just a relationship of agreement. It's too superfluous for them to trust or not.

She went back to the lounge, took her handbag, said "I'm going" to the North night, and then walked out the door.

When passing through the door of the office, Mu Zijin, leaning on the door, suddenly stood upright and glanced at the night of the northern Underworld: "the lost soup is probably sleeping. I'll go with her."

Drop this words, don't wait for North dark night to have any response, he already followed the name can walk out of the office.

Mingke subconsciously wants to resist and doesn't want to have any more entanglement with him, but suddenly feels that he really doesn't have to be so deliberate. The more deliberate he is, the more he proves that he can't let go, right?

There was a moment's silence in the office. It was not until I heard the sound of the elevator closing and slowly descending from the elevator hall that Beiming night opened the drawer and took out the cigarette box from inside again.

This time, no one stopped him. With a "bang", he lit up the cigarette, clamped it with his long finger, and took a sip on his lips.

The smell of tobacco that I haven't seen for a long time, I didn't smoke it in one night, but it seems that I haven't touched it for a long time. It's a strange feeling, but the light of his eyes becomes dark again.

"What are you going to do next?" Yu Feifan's voice broke the peace in the office. As in the past, she was always so quiet when she was by the side of Beiming night. Even her voice was quiet: "I'm afraid the old man will investigate."

"This is Dongling." Beiming night took a look at her, raised her hand and took a breath of smoke.

"You know Oriental International is your goal."

"Did I say that?" Beiming night leans on the back of her chair and squints at her. Her slender fingers are raised, and she takes another breath of smoke and spits it out slowly.

Yu Feifan didn't say anything more, some words really shouldn't be said, but no matter what his goal is, he always wants to go back to Dongfang International. Is it true that in order to avoid the old man, he won't go back all his life?

"How is the fire wolf now?" Nangong lie, who was not far away from him, suddenly asked.

"I can't die." He took another breath and looked at the rising smoke. His eyes were deep. At this moment, no one could see what he was thinking.

Nangong lie's long finger pauses slightly, stares at the picture on the computer screen, and doesn't speak any more.

But Dongfang Chen couldn't help asking: "with the degree of the car burning, if he was in the car at that time, he would never escape at the moment of the explosion."

He looked at the northern night, in fact still don't think he need to be so crazy, what is fire wolf? Behind his back is a group of brothers who are not dying. It's no good for them to offend him: "have you ever thought that he might not be able to escape?"

Beiming night did not answer his question, still looking at a circle of smoke rising from the spontaneous combustion of cigarettes.

At that time, did he ever think about whether the fire wolf could escape? Now he can't remember. He was crazy. He didn't deny that he was really crazy at that time. He was just blinded by anger and couldn't even control his own behavior.

However, he knew very well that if he told them what he thought at that time, no one here would believe him. Even when he thought about it afterwards, he couldn't believe it. His mood was really more and more influenced by the little girl.But now that it's happened, what's the difference between believing it or not?

"When are you going to send Xia Qianjin back?" Beiming Xun, who has been silent, looks at him and finally asks this practical question.

Beiming night leaned forward and flicked the cigarette between her fingers on the ashtray. Her face didn't matter: "she can leave whenever she wants. I can't care about it."

"You just don't care." Beiming Daidai looked at him. Her name could be gone, and her heart was finally relieved. At this time, when she talked, she could finally find a little calmness: "if she had such a thing in the imperial court, I'm afraid that you don't have to hurry up, she'd have to go back."

"But when she goes back so soon, she can't hide her injuries from the old man." Yu Feifan was a little worried. Looking at the resolute face of the northern night, she said in a soft voice, "it's better to find a way to keep her and send her back when she's healed."

Knowing that he must not be interested in such things, she added, "leave it to me, and I'll coax her."

"Do you think you can hide it from the old man?" Beiming Daidai doesn't agree with me at all. I don't know anything else. I can't say that the old man already knows about it.

although Bei Yin Xun immediately greeted all newspapers after the accident, he did not allow the media to shoot the car on the North night. But even if they could receive the news, what the old man could do in the Dongling was impossible to find nothing.

It's impossible to hide from the old man.

Yu Feifan took a look at her, and then looked at the northern night. Her eyes became softer and softer. She said with a smile: "in fact, the old man doesn't want to tear his face with you. As long as Xia Qianjin doesn't go back crying, he may not mention it himself."