Cold President's Exclusive Beloved Wife

Jane Feili kept silent, raised her glass and touched it. The girl drank it all at once. Her intuition told him that the girl opposite seemed to be as worried as him, but she was an unfamiliar person. Now she was very unlucky and didn't want to provoke right and wrong anymore.

At this time, Jane Feili didn't know that this woman would be tangled in his future days, which also made him suffer.

I think I'm also a lovelorn who drowns my worries by drinking. A bitter smile crossed the corner of my mouth. I think the world can't escape the word "love".

Just then, the woman's phone on the table vibrated. Jane Feili kindly reminded her in a hoarse voice: "Miss, your mobile phone is ringing!"

The girl lowered her head, her watery eyes looked at the shiny mobile phone on the table, grabbed it with some instability and slid down the screen: "hello...?"

"Where are you?" at the other end of the phone, an old male voice floated, with a little impatience.

"Hmm? You... Who are you?" because of the sound of music, she couldn't hear each other's voice clearly, and with her already confused brain, women couldn't think rationally at this time.

The next second, the phone is already blind.

The loud music from the mobile phone makes it easy to guess her specific location. The old man waved to his men in front and shouted impatiently, "the restaurant on the first floor."

"Here... It's fun here. You can dance... But I just want to play alone..." the girl muttered to her hung up cell phone.

When she finally heard the blind sound in her mobile phone, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, smiled bitterly, threw away her mobile phone, raised her glass and drank it all in one gulp. Irritably, she tore off her collar and glanced at the corners of her lips: "big bastards... You are all big bastards... Big living people can make transactions. I've had enough, and I won't be your chess pieces anymore..." she said and shed tears, The action of holding the cup in his hand did not stop. He was more decisive than the last moment. He picked up the glass again and lifted up the wine in the glass, as if drinking white water.

At this time, several tough men in uniform black suits came into the entrance of the restaurant and walked towards this side from a distance. The trampling footsteps and momentum finally attracted the girls who had been drinking muggy wine. The girls saw that their faces turned pale and their black grape eyes became stagnant. It seemed that they woke up half in a moment and trembled all over, Just as she was about to get up, the dark shadows had come to her eyes. One of the men with a scar on his face simply said to the person at the end of his mobile phone: "guild leader, I found it, but I seem to have drunk too much."

"Carry her back to me." an old voice replied.

The scar man grabbed the woman's weak boneless hand and threw it on his shoulder with a little force.

"Let go of me, you bastards..." the girl cried in horror.

The man in black did not hesitate at all and took a big step towards the exit.

"Let go of me... You running dogs and villains..." the girl was flustered. This feeling was unspeakable. The uncontrollable side of her whole body hung in front of the man's chest and behind the man. Such a shock gradually sobered the woman's mind. Her tearful eyes looked at the slightly drunk strange man ahead. She had been on the yacht for a day, But he found no one he knew. At this time, he wished someone could save her.

The alcohol filled body was more than twice as slow as usual. The soft powder fist hit the burly man without pain or itch, just like hitting the cotton ball.

Seeing that she was getting farther and farther away from the table, she looked at the gradually blurred face of the slightly drunk man and shouted out with no hope: "Sir, please help me, help me."

Such a clear and helpless cry for help came to Jian Feili's ears. He was slightly shocked and looked up at the red skirt girl. At this time, the whole girl had been upside down on a man's shoulder. At this moment, he was trying to look up at him. His tearful eyes were full of silent prayers.

At this time, Jane Feili's consciousness slowly returned. When did it start to make him so indifferent? Where did Jane Feili, the gentle gentleman in everyone's eyes go?

In the face of such a girl, can he be indifferent as if he didn't see anything?

Seeing that the group of people in black had arrived at the door with that touch of red, Jane Feili finally stood up, "put down... Put people down!" the gentle and indifferent voice, not high or low, but implied an unspeakable sense of deterrence.

The shoulder of the man in black trembled slightly, his eyebrows wrinkled tightly, and the scars on his face suddenly became ferocious and terrible. The restaurant was quiet. The man slowly stopped and leaned slightly. His hoarse voice replied impatiently: "I advise Sir to mind his own business."

The coldness of the words seemed to be sandwiched with a cold wind. Looking at the face, it would make people shudder. The slightly drunk Jian Feili seemed to feel the cold hostility. The wine woke up half in an instant. He also felt that he was really in an unknown situation and a little meddlesome, but the words were out. Moreover, the girl was asking him for help. How could a big man stand idly by.

"I'll take care of my business today and let people go." there was no expression on that warm and handsome face. He had left his seat while talking. He was slightly drunk and tall. He just flashed in front of several men in black.

"You guys take good care of this gentleman and let him understand the consequences of meddling." scar crossed Jane Feili without looking back and walked slowly to the door.

The three men in black quickly surrounded. Jane Feili shook her alcohol paralyzed head, tried to wake herself up, stood still, narrowed her long handsome eyebrows and looked at the three people around.

Suddenly, he lifted his right foot slightly and kicked one of the men's lower abdomen with a very fast kick. It seemed like a gentle kick, but the man flew far away.

The remaining two men are trembling. It seems that they met a big man today, but they ran away before the boss went out. The boss will sweep them out.

The two men looked at each other and nodded, but before they made a move, Jane Feili flashed out of the encirclement posture of his two. The leg movement was so fast that he knocked down another one in the twinkling of an eye. The remaining one just looked at him from a distance and didn't dare to get close to him anymore.

The scar face, who had not walked out of the door in the distance, saw everything in the door by using the reflection of the door glass, and scolded in a low voice: "a group of waste."

Although he was carrying a woman, he was as light as a swallow. After a few steps, he shouted angrily, "then." his hand shook and a parabola slipped past. The woman had been taken over by his men.

Scar's face turned to Jane Feili's back and saw a cold light shining. A dagger stabbed Jane Feili's chest.

"Watch the back, sir." screamed a frightened girl.

Jane Feili crouched down to avoid the cold light and moved quickly. One by one, she swept the hall legs. Scar face stood unsteadily and fell heavily to the ground. Jane Feili leaned down and picked up the back of scar face's hand. Suddenly, there was only a pig like howl in the hall.

At this time, Jane Feili had been sober for most of the time. She raised her foot and stepped on Scarface's body. She didn't allow him to get up. Then she gave a cold order to Scarface's men: "don't you put people down?"

The man looked at scar's face, "boss..."

"Let the man go." although they don't want to, it's an indisputable fact that they can't beat the man. There's only one consequence of not letting go. After Jane Feili shot again, she didn't just take away the woman. It's more embarrassing for him to be trampled on all the time.

Jane Feili moved her feet and said coldly to the scar face who was embarrassed to get up: "go back and tell your master that all the people who can come to the yacht for sightseeing are commercial giants. Such a civilized place can't be dirty without light. Get away from me."

Several men left like lost dogs, leaving only women standing there as delicate as flowers.

After such a toss, Jian Feili woke up half drunk, but his headache was getting worse and worse. He raised his charming handsome face, looked at the woman whose mouth was opened because she was too nervous, and said coldly, "goodbye, you do it yourself."

With that, Jane walked out of the restaurant without taking a big step. He just wanted to have a quiet drink. He would also encounter trouble. He muttered that it was really bad time.

On the deck, the cool sea breeze blew in the evening. The sequelae of alcohol made him have a worse headache. He didn't want to pay attention to anything. Now he just wanted to sleep and have a good sleep. He could leave the yacht early tomorrow morning.

Thinking like this, he quickened his pace, but when he was getting closer and closer to the hatch, he vaguely felt that a step was following him.

It is said that wine strengthens the courage of bear people, but in his opinion, wine is really not a good thing. It paralyzed his sensitive nerves and almost didn't even be tracked.

A turn ahead, Jane Feili took a few quick steps and suddenly found that the door of the tea room was open. He dodged in and quietly observed everything outside through the crack of the door. Listening to the footsteps getting closer and closer, the man who followed him was about to appear.

In the twinkling of an eye, the shadow had come to the door. He ran out at a brisk pace, faster than what he had seen in the film. A big hand with distinct bones had been stuck in the man's throat.

"Ah..." is a weak female voice.

The familiar voice made Jane Feili's hand a little loose. She looked down at the slightly undulating chest of a woman in a red dress. Jane Feili was a little hot on her face. She quickly pushed away the woman in her arms and opened a distance from her. His eyes were cold. He stared at her tightly: "what are you doing with me?"

"I've come to thank you, sir." the timid female voice was full of gratitude.

"No, you can go." Jane was cold and didn't want to have anything to do with the woman anymore. She turned and walked to her room.