CEO Loves Wife Everyday

Zhan Tianmin and Zhan Yishen heard Zhan Beirong say such a long sentence for the first time. They were shocked. They were still frightened by his cold appearance at the moment.

You know, Zhan Beirong's ruthlessness in the shopping malls is very clear to them.

Even if there is some fear in my heart, I still have to keep calm on the surface. After all, I can't lose my aura!

"Beirong, I know you have some physical problems. I don't care about them. However, since I'm here today, I can't go for nothing, can I? Besides, why hurt the harmony of the whole family because of such a small thing? " Zhan Tianmin continued to suppress his anger. I really regret that he didn't strangle him and made such a big mistake.

Zhan Beirong calmly picked up the cup of coffee with some residual heat on the table, went to the sofa and sat down. His mother's appearance kept popping up in his mind, and his beautiful face became tighter and tighter.

After a while, Zhan Beirong reacted and gently lifted his thin lip, "family?"

Zhan Beirong's face was full of ridicule and disdain when he spat out these words. That family can't praise him! He still remembers very clearly how they treated him when they first came to Zhanjia.

"Beirong, we are willing to accept what you were like before, and you don't have to worry about what you have. Anyway, I'm also your big brother." Zhan Yishen stood on one side, still a casual and idle look, a typical unpromising childe.

Zhan Beirong's hand with the sound of the coffee was slapped on the table by him, the coffee scattered on the table at will.

"Go away!" Zhan Beirong once again fiercely ordered the guest, and the decibel immediately increased a few decibels. As soon as he heard these two people saying these words again and again, he felt disgusting and didn't want to see them for a moment.

"Zhan Beirong, don't go too far!" Zhan Yishen was calm just now and didn't care about anything. He didn't expect that Zhan Beirong would suddenly give them no face again. Suddenly, a flame came up in his heart.

"You unfilial son!" Zhan Tian's whole body trembled. His son even said to Lao Tzu twice in a row. His hand could not stop shaking. He stood in front of him and scolded, "how can I have such a beast as you! It's just like your mother. She doesn't care about any emotional elements by any means for her purpose... "

Before the words came out of his mouth, Zhan Beirong's tall and slender body stood up in front of him and said harshly, "shut up!"

"Zhan Beirong, you are too shameful. You dare to shout at your father so unreasonably." Zhan Yishen is not afraid of death. He looks like he is not afraid of death.

"You..." Zhan Tianmin couldn't say a word by Zhan Beirong's anger. His hand was still in the air. He pointed at Zhan Beirong, who was half a head higher than him. One of them was angry. The one who pointed at him waved to his face subconsciously. Before his hand touched Zhan Beirong, Zhan Beirong glanced at him and quickly grasped the hand that wanted to slap him in the face, With a push of his backhand, Zhan Tianmin immediately fell to the ground.

Zhan Tianmin was a little unprepared. He covered his chest with one hand and said, "rebellious son!"

Zhan Yishen sees that the situation is not right. He just wants to give Zhan Beirong a punch. Zhan Beirong pulls the useless man, pushes him with his hand and kicks him with his shadowless foot.

These two people simply did not eat any good fruit!

Zhan Yishen fell on the ground and rubbed the place he kicked, but he still said uneasily, "Zhan Beirong, wait!"

Zhan Beirong stares at Zhan Tianmin on the ground. Zhan Beirong knows what is in Zhan Tianmin's mind at the moment. Zhan Tianmin still keeps the appearance of hating iron. He continues to point at what he says. He feels that his heart is about to stop beating. Zhan Beirong gives them a cold look. Even though Zhan Yi has 11000 thoughts of killing him with a knife, he doesn't dare to do it again easily. Zhan Beirong has been specially trained. If it's true, Zhan Beirong can solve him in a few minutes.

Zhan Beirong didn't want to let such people pollute the air in the office any more. He walked to the desk and pressed his slender fingers on the phone.

"The air in the office is bad." Zhan Beirong opened his mouth lightly, and there was no emotion in his tone.

Without waiting for Li Ying on the other end of the phone to speak, the phone has been hung up by Zhan Beirong.

Li Ying had been with Zhan Beirong for seven or eight years. He always knew what the situation of Zhan family was like. Just now Zhan Tianmin and Zhan Yishen entered Zhan Beirong's office. When he thought that Zhan Yishen had found someone to assassinate Zhan Beirong last time, he guessed something in his heart. As soon as he hung up the phone, he immediately called several guards to go with him to Zhan Beirong's office.

When Li Ying just walked into the office, Zhan Tianmin and Zhan Yishen had already got up from the ground. According to Zhan Tianmin's character, even if his position in the company was not very good, he would say something to Zhan Beirong before he would give up.

But who knows, as soon as he was helped up by Zhan Yishen, Li Ying came in, followed by several young guards. The efficiency is so fast that it is worthy of being around Zhan Beirong.

"Master, young master, please." Li Ying's voice revealed a strong seriousness, seemingly respectful words revealed a trace of irresistible, so that people's hearts are cool to the bottom of their hearts. Zhan Tianmin and Zhan Yi take a deep look at Zhan Beirong, who is already indifferent. They just keep staring at the work on their desks and ignore them. In front of Li Ying and so many security guards, it's a shame to order them to leave. Zhan Tianmin regrets that he took Zhan Beirong back, and complains that the old man has given the whole family to Zhan Beirong. Li Ying looks at Zhan Beirong whose face is not right. He sighs in his heart and closes the door quietly. Liying just left, Zhan Beirong angrily waved his hand, the things on the table scattered fell on the ground, his face is rarely some vent and dissatisfaction. Zhan Beirong left the company earlier than ever before. As soon as he got on the bus, Zhan Beirong's indifferent voice rang, "police station." LAN Xu looks at Li Ying with a serious face beside him. He peeks at the young master of his family through the rearview mirror. He can't help sighing. The young master has autism, and today's trouble is really frightening. Zhan Beirong seldom smokes. Today, he seldom looks at the scenery outside the window, picks up a cigarette and starts to smoke. His eyes wander away and lose their luster.