Beloved of Bossy President

This is the second night. Beiming night didn't know what he was rolling on the bed. He rolled for several times. After rolling for more than two hours, his consciousness was still so clear.

I went to bed at 12 o'clock last night. As now, I barely slept for half an hour with my eyes open until dawn. After half an hour, I accidentally turned over and wanted to hold the woman beside me, but I didn't want to hold her. I immediately woke up and couldn't sleep any more.

Because it's the first day, but it's just staying up all night. It's nothing for him. He goes to work as usual the next day.

But now it's more than two o'clock, and he can't sleep as he did last night.

It's not that I don't know what I'm thinking, but I've been sleeping alone for so many years. There's no reason. I've just been used to a woman in just a few months, so that I can't sleep well without her. It's a terrible thing for him.

No one can always be by his side, even the world's most intimate two people are always separated, this dependence is too terrible.

He has been telling himself to give up, not to get used to anyone, any taste, but, can give up is another matter, anyway, he just can't sleep now.

As time passed, the second hand of the clock on the wall also jumped in his sight step by step, circling and circling.

His head is about to explode. He woke up at more than six o'clock the day before yesterday, and now he has only slept less than 30 minutes in more than 40 hours. If he goes on like this, how can he have the energy to work?

Upset, he finally lifted the quilt, sat up from the bed, picked up the messy hair, picked up the mobile phone from the bedside table, pointed out the two familiar words with his long finger across the screen.

It's almost three o'clock. I call her at this time. I'm afraid it will startle her dream. But suddenly, he really wants to hear her voice and say a few words with her.

But Beiming night is still Beiming night after all. He is not famous. He doesn't think that little girl really does it.

Finally, the long finger crossed the screen and was about to throw the mobile phone back to the bedside table when it suddenly rang.

It's a familiar number, but it's not a name. He hesitates a little. It's already three o'clock in the morning. He still calls him at this time.

I didn't want to answer it, but I felt something was wrong. After hesitation, I finally answered the phone: "what's the matter?"

It wasn't Yu Feifan's voice on the other end of the phone, but another strange female voice: "Mr. Beiming, I'm Manni, Miss Yu's assistant. I really can't help calling you with Miss Yu's mobile phone, Mr. Beiming..."

"Say something."

The cold words of Beiming night were lost. Manni was so scared that she quickly stopped and took a deep breath. Then she said, "Mr. Beiming, Miss Yu has a bad stomachache."

"Then take her to the hospital as soon as possible." What's the use of looking for a doctor when you're sick?

Manni's voice sounded more anxious. She said anxiously, "I don't know who leaked the news that Miss Yu is here. There are many fans under the hotel. Now I'm holding Miss Yu down, but they are blocking her in the lobby of the hotel."

"Did you call the police?" The northern night frowned and asked again.

Manni was more anxious and nodded: "I have already called the police, but there are too many fans. The police can't help it. Sir, Miss Yu has a bad stomachache. I doubt if she has acute appendicitis."

"I'll be right here. Take care of her." Beiming night said no more, hung up the phone, turned down from the bed, went to the wardrobe to find a casual suit, casually put it on, took the mobile phone and rushed downstairs.

When she went downstairs, she didn't forget to dial Yitang's phone and said, "transfer a team of people to Yu Feifan's hotel. She was blocked by fans and couldn't get out."

"Yes." Yi Tang didn't ask why. The execution of the orders given by Mr. Yi Tang was the only way.

Beiming night ignored him, took the lead to leave the hall, picked up the car from the garage, quickly left the imperial court and drove down the mountain.

When Beiming night arrived, there was a crowd of fans outside the hotel. Both the front door and the back door were blocked to death. There were police in front of them, so they couldn't get in, but they couldn't get out.

Beiming night came out of the crowd, and the big palm fell on the back collar of two of them. With a lift, they were quickly thrown out, and the scream suddenly rang.

As soon as you look back, you can see that Beiming night has lifted them up again. Before they have time to scream, they have already been thrown out by him, falling to the ground in pieces.

Some people are scolding, but more are scared back by the cold breath of the northern night.

The fans in the third floor and the third floor couldn't stop a man. It took him only a few seconds to squeeze from the crowd to the inside.

More and more people are willing to get out of the way, no one dare to meet him, he threw himself out as an object.

Beiming night directly ran through the crowd and looked at two policemen standing in front of him. He said in a cold voice, "I'm Yu Feifan's friend, Beiming night, President of Empire group. Excuse me."On hearing that it was the night of the northern night, the two policemen immediately let him in.

Who didn't know that the CEO of Empire group and Yu Feifan had been having an affair? Even if no one takes a picture of them, Beiming night is the person behind Yu Feifan. No one doesn't know about it. Yu Feifan's star path is still built by Beiming night.

Beiming night doesn't pay attention to the fans' amazing, envious, or complex eyes. When you go in from the lobby, you can see Yu Feifan and her assistant Manni sitting on the sofa beside the lobby.

Mani saw him early in the morning. Seeing him coming this way, she quickly stood up and welcomed him: "Mr. Beiming, Miss Yu has been having a stomachache, and she hasn't been well until now."

"Did you call an ambulance?" Beiming night strides over and comes directly to Yu Feifan.

Manni said quickly: "yes, but there are many fans' cars blocked outside, so the ambulance can't get in."

Beimingye knew that because he had just parked far away, he had come all the way.

These fans are really crazy. No one wants to get out of the way when he knows that Yu Feifan is ill. He really can't understand this kind of star chasing mood, because he has never chased him.

"How's it going?" He squatted down in front of Yu Feifan and looked at her.

Yu Feifan bit his lips hard. His lips turned white. Even his face turned pale. The sweat of bean was seeping out in front of his forehead. It was really painful.

"How did you get to this point to think of going to the hospital?" Northern night is not without blame: "this big man, how do not know to take care of themselves."