Beloved of Bossy President

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone. 0543 didn't hum, just waited quietly.

Finally, the man light reply: "no, as long as to ensure her safety, other things do not need to do."

"Yes, I see." Originally, I wanted to hang up the phone, but 0543 still couldn't help adding, "Sir, did you send other people to protect Miss coco?"

"Do your own business."

"Yes."

When the phone hung up, the man behind the desk dropped his cell phone at will. His slender fingers fell on his forehead, bowed his head and closed his eyes to rest.

But within two minutes, the door of the office was knocked.

Yi Tang didn't look very well when he came in. When he came to his desk, he looked at Beiming night and said in a deep voice, "Sir, she went to the detective agency."

Beiming night did not speak, still with fingertips supporting his forehead, seems to rest.

But Yi Tang knew that he was not resting. He was just in a bad mood. He never needed to rest in the office.

"I'm afraid she will find out something. At that time, you will become the public enemy of the Beiming family and the dragon family. Once they join hands, don't say you can't carry out your plan any more. Even in Dongfang International, it's hard for you to get a foothold."

Beiming night was still indifferent, but Yitang was more and more anxious: "Sir, we have planned for so many years..."

"How about giving up?" Beiming night finally looked up at him and saw that he was stunned. He raised his lips and laughed: "I mean, the plan is over and will not continue."

"What did you say?" Yi Tang obviously did not expect that he would say such words, the plan ended! But how many years did that plan take him?

he breathed for a moment and became confused. His chest was constantly rising and falling. Obviously, he was very angry, but he did not dare to attack in front of the North night. "Is it for Miss coco?"

He didn't even get revenge for a woman, did he? He won't take revenge. What about the others? Is it the same with other people?

Beiming night didn't answer. The smile from the corner of his lips slowly dissipated. Yitang followed him for so many years, which was the first time to question his decision.

Perhaps, even he would occasionally query, but every time he saw the picture on the screen saver and saw the girl's sweet smile, the query was suppressed.

Gentle village, hero grave, he didn't believe it in the past, now, he can't help suspecting it.

He is sentimentally attached to the days when she is around and greedy for such a plain but real life. If the price of revenge is to lose her and all this, he I'd rather give it up.

"Do they know what you think?" Yi Tang said that they didn't know many people, "where's madam? Is she going to agree? "

North night did not respond, index finger a smoke, or can't help but take out the cigarette from the drawer, "pa" a light.

Yi Tang really wanted to wake him up. For a woman, he was willing to give up everything he had worked hard for so many years. However, when he saw the appearance of smoking, he felt as if he had been hit by a blunt instrument. It was a little painful.

Mr. lonely life, not easy to like a girl, but, who can guess is such a result?

If I had known that Mingke was the little girl and that my husband would have fallen in love with her, he would have done everything to get rid of her when he first met her.

Now It's too late.

if Miss coco disappeared in the world, he would not know what crazy things the husband would do.

Two people are no longer talking, the huge office is quiet, only a circle of smoke slowly grow up, quietly lingering in the role of the handsome face, give him a more let people pity the vicissitudes of life.

After a cigarette was finished, Beiming night snuffed out the cigarette butt on the ashtray, and then looked up at Yitang faintly: "let your people go back, don't disturb her. Next week I will go to Beijing, and you will stay in Dongling to watch her."

After a pause, he continued, "just make sure she's safe, whatever she wants to do, whatever she wants."

Yi Tang wants to say something, but he has put everything aside and turned his attention back to his work. The words that have already reached his lips are still swallowed back.

He knows that the girl shouldn't be blamed. How innocent is she? But he can't accept it calmly.

At least not for this moment.

Turning around and going out, I couldn't help looking at the man sitting behind the desk when I left.

He is so laissez faire. Naturally, he has figured out the way to deal with it, and he is not afraid of what fame may find out. Yi Tang is not worried about this. What he cares about is that he says he should give up.

Give up, just two words, to be determined to do, how difficult?

The door of the office was closed gently, and the sound of closing the door was very slight, but it was hard pressed in Yi Tang's heart.

No matter what your husband wants him to do, he will comply with it, but his heart is always hard to calm

Beiming night got on the plane on Monday morning of the second week. This time, he went out with Beiming Liancheng, but Yitang, who was always with him, was left behind.Yi Tang didn't know whether he was in a bad mood or something these days. His face didn't look very good all the time. When he faced himself, he even strained his face. Even when he met him several times, he didn't even call.

Mingke began to doubt whether he had offended him by accident.

After Beiming night and Beiming Liancheng left, Yitang didn't often appear. It seemed that she was the only master in the whole imperial garden. Except for the servants, there was no one to speak to.

Fortunately, fame is not an acute disease, otherwise it will be suffocated.

When she has nothing to do, she hides in her room to do her own work. The novel that was printed by Beiming Liancheng has not been finished yet. It's just the right time to revise the previous one, reorganize the thinking, and then continue to write after the thinking is clarified.

Time passed little by little

The plane landed at the largest airport in Beijing. Beiming night was still dark and low-key. Beiming Liancheng was light gray casual clothes. After they came out of the airport, they directly got on the car waiting there and quickly went to the east of the city.

About half an hour later, they stopped in front of a villa. When the door of the villa slowly opened, the car slowly drove in.

The villa is not big or small, but it is very quiet. There are a lot of flowers and plants planted in the yard. They are not famous varieties, but they are all very well raised.

In winter, many orchids are in full bloom. After getting off the bus, they walk all the way, smelling the fresh fragrance of the flowers. Even they can't help but feel light.

Far away, a tiny figure stood outside the main house, as if waiting.

Seeing the figure, whether it was the night of Beiming or the city of Beiming, they could not help but quicken their pace and greet her.