Cold President's Exclusive Beloved Wife

At night, with neon, it added a dreamy color to the world. The whole roast sheep on the table had been divided up, leaving only big bones. Seeing that it was coming, a wet towel was handed over. Jiang Jun more comfortably took over and wiped his lips, "Uncle Quan, it tastes good, thanks."

"You like it. Hehe, bake another tender one for you another day."

"Creak..." the car stopped. Jiang Junyue and Cheng Qingyang got out of the car and walked side by side towards the underground boxing hall.

On both sides of the path, palm trees swayed and danced. The shadows of the two people were mottled on the bluestone road. The shadows of the two people were suddenly parallel and twisted together, heading for the underground passage. "Where?" Jiang Jun asked in a low voice.

"In the dark room."

"Oh." the low footsteps slowly approached the dark room, and the guards on both sides of the door immediately respectfully opened the door, "brother Cheng and brother Yue, there are many people inside."

Cheng Qingyang walked into the door expressionless. In the cold dark room, several men in the corner were tied up. They were as embarrassed as they were. At this time, they had retreated from their original cruelty and freshness. When they heard the voice, they all stared round and turned their heads, "Cheng boss, spare your life, spare your life." I've heard of Cheng Qingyang's name for a long time, But in recent years, Cheng Qingyang has always kept a low profile. He doesn't care about Jianghu affairs. They all think he has retired and only plays with the boxing hall, but they don't want to. It turns out that his strength is as good as before. It's only a matter of a few hours to catch them. Or, they have long been watched by Cheng Qingyang.

"Ask the Lord, if he says to spare you, then spare." with a cruel smile, Cheng Qingyang's eyes were like a knife, as if he had gouged out the bodies of those obscene men, making them cold.

"Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang and Mr. Jiang, please forgive the young people. We have eyes and don't know Mount Tai. Next time, we won't dare again."

"What about this time?" if he hadn't found it in time, he might have been buried in the fish's belly. Jiang Jun's colder and fiercer eyes swept several men one by one. What LAN Jingyi said flashed in his mind was that he should forgive people and others. Even if he was accumulating virtue for the children, he looked at these people. If he let them go, it might be harmful.

And the means are absolutely vicious.

"Ancestor Jiang, we'll make cattle and horses for you in the future, as long as you leave a breath for the little ones."

"Er, I almost couldn't even eat." he said lazily. Jiang Jun sat more steadily on an armchair in the middle of the dark room, squinting at the people.

He stopped talking, but the momentum was not cold and millet.

"Ancestor Jiang, I cut off one hand and one foot." feeling that the development of the situation would be very bad, the boss who once kidnapped LOM é Wei whispered, and several other people immediately followed suit.

"Ha ha, that's not necessary." with a smile, the corners of his lips blew slightly, which made the broken hair in front of his forehead light up and then slowly fall down. It was just an inadvertent action, but it was so evil and charming. Cheng Qingyang suddenly smiled and said: "remember the injections developed before?"

"Well, I remember, but it's long overdue? It's been several years."

"Why don't you take it out and try the medicine?" Cheng Qingyang finally smiled on his face, but it made the men more creepy.

"No... don't..."

"No..."

Several people begged together.

Jiang Junyue glanced at several people again and said quietly, "in fact, I'm much kinder than you. You want me to die, but I don't want you to die, really." as he said, he stood up, turned and walked towards the door, "well, fight, don't waste, and collection also needs space."

Cheng Qingyang raised his hand and snapped his fingers. Then, several people came in outside the door, wearing masks and carrying a medicine box in each hand. When he opened it, the injections flashed through his eyes, took the needle and tried it. A little of the liquid medicine dripped through the tip of the needle and fell on the floor.

"No... no..."

A man was so scared that he peed in his pants that he couldn't help hiding behind his partner to avoid such an injection.

However, he couldn't get away from being tied. He was pulled by two big men and pressed on the floor, "spare your life... Spare your life..." shouted like a killing pig, but he still couldn't stop the smooth push of the injection. A needle, soon, several people were all pushed into the injection, and fell limply on the floor like a pool of mud. They couldn't stir up the wind and make a mess anymore.

Jiang Junyue went to the dressing room on one side of the boxing hall. A set of White Boxing clothes had been respectfully handed over, changed in three or two times, and walked out of the dressing room neatly. Tonight's boxing hall was very quiet. It seemed that it didn't open tonight, but it didn't affect his mood of playing, "Cheng Qingyang, hurry up." he jumped into the boxing ring with a gentle jump. If he didn't fight every few days, his hands would itch.

Therefore, the black and white figures in the boxing ring began the exciting hand to hand fight again. Several men looked at it from a distance, and no one dared to come forward, for fear that one fist would hurt himself without eyes.

Jiang Junyue played with his fists and feet. When LAN Jingyi was sleeping soundly, Xiao Zhuangzhuang woke up. The little thing likes to have another night snack in the middle of the night. His small body arched and arched in LAN Jingyi's arms. LAN Jingyi woke up. He was used to feeding Xiao Qinqin milk, but Xiao Zhuangzhuang didn't eat that. He only drank milk powder, I had to get out of bed bleary eyed to make milk powder for xiaozhuangzhuang. I tried the temperature. It was ok, so I handed the bottle to the little guy. The little guy hugged the bottle and drank the milk. It looked like it was delicious as much as it was delicious.

LAN Jingyi looked at her quietly, but she couldn't see enough. This is her son. Being so close to him at the moment is like a dream. Her fingers stroked the little guy's small face, and then her hands and feet. The little thing was happy and looked at her with big eyes while drinking milk. She was excited and happy.

LAN Jingyi found that he liked the child more and more. He really wanted to take advantage of the midnight to take the child away. He just didn't know if it was possible.

She wanted to try. She couldn't let go of the idea. She really didn't want to have a chance to accompany her son at night. She wanted to see her son at any time.

LAN Jingyi gently picked up the little thing and went downstairs to inquire about the military situation. If no one was watching, why didn't she take the little thing?

The little thing ate and fell asleep. She took down the bottle and gently kissed the little face. This little thing is really a replica of Jiang Junyue. It's so similar.

After opening the door, he dodged and went out. The door of Jiang Junyue next door was closed tightly. At this time, did he sleep?

Yeah, I must be asleep.

It's so late.

He didn't even want to take care of her.

She and he are not married yet, and living in the Jiang family can only sleep in this way.

Quietly looking at the door, I felt a little sad at the bottom of my heart.

If he doesn't help her, she will help herself.

Walking through the corridor and down the stairs, the whole villa was so quiet that there was no sound.

That silence made her heart jump suddenly. It was clear that she wanted to take her son home, but at this moment, she felt like she was doing something bad.

Push open the glass door of the living room. Outdoors, the moon is like water. The night is so beautiful.

She was about to dodge out, but she heard a low voice coming from a distance, as if behind a cluster of smiling flowers in the garden.

LAN Jingyi can't hear clearly, but at this time, if she goes out with little Zhuang Zhuang, it's easy to be found.

I can't say. LAN Jingyi's first reaction was to step back and trot all the way back to the room. She put down the little Zhuang. The little thing was still sleeping soundly. She didn't know that her heart had experienced ups and downs in this moment. She was really frightened.

Although he didn't do anything bad, LAN Jingyi really didn't want to cause more trouble to Jiang Jun.

Seeing that Xiaozhuang was still sleeping soundly, she stung the balcony. The downstairs outside the guest room was the bush with smiling flowers. She stood quietly looking at the downstairs in the dark, where the shadow of two people stood.

One is taller and the other is shorter. Looking at that figure, it looks like a man and a woman.

"Are you clear?" the low male voice surprised LAN Jingyi. It was Jiang Hanyu, the future father-in-law who opposed himself and Jiang Junyue.

"They want a million."

"Bottomless hole, No."

"I have given it." he Zhiling said helplessly.

"Woman's opinion, OK, he's asking for money in the back. Don't think I'll give you another penny. I don't have any more. I don't have any more." Jiang Han fiercely pushed he Zhiling, turned and strode to the villa.

"Han Yu, wait..." he Zhiling trotted up behind, "Han Yu, I can't blame you."

"Don't blame you? Who's to blame? You jealous woman." he roared angrily. Then Jiang Hanyu entered the living room, and the sound in the garden disappeared.

He Zhiling first stood under a tree in a daze. Later, she stood and looked at Jiang Hanyu and ignored her. She slowly entered the villa.

LAN Jingyi vaguely recalled every word they said. It turned out that he Zhiling was blackmailed and Jiang Hanyu knew it.

She frowned, wondering what had happened between the couple.

The heart she was going to leave was gone. The more she thought about it, the more upset she was. She felt that she should tell Jiang Junyue about it. After thinking about it, LAN Jingyi sent a text message to Jiang Junyue, "do you have anything to find you, sleep?"

There was no response. Jiang Junyue was boxing with Cheng Qingyang in the ring. At the moment, he was playing happily. His boxing clothes had long been crooked. Cheng Qingyang hit him in the chest, but Cheng Qingyang was even better. His nose was bleeding again. Cheng Qingyang didn't care. He continued to fight with him.