Billionaire's Secret Lover

Looking at the light jumping down the elevator floor by floor, long Shanshan clenched her hand, and there was resentment in her eyes.

Why can Mingke get his favor and be taken care of by him all the time? Even if she occupied her position, she became the most cherished darling of the two family leaders, but in the heart of Beiming night, she could not even compare her name with a finger.

Just for this small matter, he actually went to the hospital and asked the doctor himself.

If it's nothing to do with Mingke, he's just afraid to send someone to scare the doctor. He can come in person, which shows that he attaches great importance to Mingke.

That is inferior to oneself cheap woman everywhere, how can let this man hold in the palm of one's hand as the sweetheart baby?

On the night of the northern underworld, where can she not compare with her name? Why don't you look at her more?

Actually for the sake of that cheap woman to threaten her, let song Fu get better after a week, let them go to the police station to withdraw the charges against Mingke

The more tightly she held her hand, the more intense the flame of resentment was. Would she let it go like this? Is she really going to let that bitch go?

She now has the love of the dragon family and the Beiming family. Is it because of these two people that she can't fight with Beiming night?

Maybe she has this capital, but when she thinks of the cold eyes of the northern night, her courage is suddenly extinguished.

That man, she is really afraid, especially that she has so many unfavorable evidences in his hands. Isn't she fighting against Beiming night for death?

Lying on the railings of the hospital hallway, she hugged her head and wanted to scream.

Beiming night, if he can put his heart on himself, all this is perfect.

She can help him take down the dragon family and Beiming family. Why can't he see the benefits of being with her?

How can she make him stay with her forever?

After entering the elevator, Beiming night habitually took out the mobile phone and looked at it, but did not see any caller ID before putting it back in his pocket.

"Sir, I didn't have this habit in the past." Yi Tang smiles and tells the truth that he didn't even find out about the northern night.

Recently, I always worry that I will miss some news. Even though my mobile phone is clearly on, I know that there is no call or information, but I can't help taking it out from time to time.

People who have had the same experience will know what it means.

Beiming night does not speak, Yitang just smile, wait for the elevator door to open, go to the parking garage with him.

Mr. Wang didn't have such a habit in the past, probably because there was no special phone call or information worth waiting for.

Mr. Wang is like this now. He can't say whether it's good or bad. Maybe it's not good for his career, but it's different for his life.

Now my husband's face is no longer only cold, or false smile, he will smile from time to time, sincere smile, is no longer cold, let people look cold.

he even laughed occasionally. When he was amused by Miss coco, his laughter was so pleasant that he could not help laughing.

A woman's influence on a man is so great that even a man, who he used to think would never change in his life, has changed unconsciously.

The magic of women is really great.

As soon as I got on the bus, the phone rang at Beiming night, as if I had been ready to answer the phone at any time, just half a second later, my mobile phone had fallen into the palm of Beiming night.

A strange call.

I don't know whether it's disappointment or something. His eyes are a bit complicated. He hesitates and answers the phone.

Two seconds later, from the rear-view mirror, you can see that the husband's face became very cold.

"To mingjingshan." After the phone hung up, Beiming night just spits out these words, and immediately dials another number.

Time difference problem, Dongling is now early in the morning, the phone from the other end of the east from the spirit of the response: "sir."

Beiming night eyes more and more cold, silent half a second later, he said in a deep voice: "from the base to mobilize 100 people, immediately."

In the hall of the prince's Jinghuayuan, Mingke takes the medicine box from the servant and squats down in front of Beiming Liancheng.

"Don't worry about a little injury." Beiming Liancheng wants to take back her big palm, but she holds it tightly. She doesn't want to hurt her, so she has to go with her.

Zhan jiuxiao is sitting opposite them. The servant is serving them tea.

Mingke ignores them, and probes the big palm of Beiming Liancheng. As expected, he sees that there are many places of his palms and wrists that are worn out.

Just now I came down from the tenth floor with my back on my back, and then I turned over on the high wall. It's impossible not to get hurt. Fortunately, the injuries are not serious, but they are all skin and flesh injuries.

Pick up the disinfectant to clean his wound. Beiming doesn't even frown. He just looks at Zhan jiuxiao calmly. "I don't like to owe others. The prince needs me to do anything. Just open your mouth.""What if I say I want this woman around you?" Zhan jiuxiao stares at his face which is wet and dry with hot sweat. Even if this face is stained with a little dust, it will not damage his handsome.

Like Beiming night, the young man in front of him is a rare figure. Even the most powerful computer experts around him can't match him. If you look at the whole oriental international, you can't find a second one.

The people around him have been selected by thousands.

Hearing the prince's words, Ming could not help shaking slightly.

The five fingers of Beiming Liancheng shook her hand, indicating that she was at ease. He looked at Zhan jiuxiao, and the light words were not from his mouth, but it was clear that he said: "take my life."

Mingke was shocked, but he couldn't help looking up at him.

She doesn't know about Zhan jiuxiao, but she has heard his legend. Everyone says that the prince is ruthless. It sounds that her wrist is no softer than that of Beiming night.

The name of Beiming night's iron hand is familiar. She has long realized that it is a terrible thing to be his enemy. She has even been glad that even though she didn't feel like a group of people with Beiming night before, at least she wasn't the target for him to deal with.

Now, in front of you, the nine heroes of war

"What are you afraid of? The dead are worthless to the prince. He's not so stupid. He's a little lighter." Beiming Liancheng looks down at her. Although it sounds like she dislikes her stupid words, she knows that he is just comforting herself.

"I thought you didn't know pain." She took a breath and continued to wash the wound carefully, but her movements were a little lighter than just now.

Zhan jiuxiao looks at these two people calmly. When they come to his place, they can be calm and comfortable, just like they are in their own home. On this point, he is a little appreciative.