Cold President's Exclusive Beloved Wife

"Woman, if you want me to take you away, you must confess everything to me." the man's magnetic and pleasant voice sounded again.

The girl looked at the gentle looking man in front of her and thought quickly. Did she really want to confess everything?

Speaking of that, what my father did would only make me laugh and make me lose face.

After hesitating for a while, the girl decided to tell the truth. After all, she implicated the men around her.

"I'm the third daughter of Lin Hu, the leader of the Dragon Tiger sect. My name is Mibao. My father also tied me up with the Dragon Tiger sect. My father gave me to Ren Zhenyu, a millionaire in Singapore." Mibao said gently, how sad she was when her own father gave me away with a little cry in her cool and graceful voice.

Yes, when she mentioned the word "father", she only felt a burst of sadness. Tears fell obediently. Mibao turned her back and the twitch of her shoulder told Jane Feili that she was crying.

There was a moment of silence. Jane Feili's big hands with distinct bones patted her on the shoulder. He didn't see such a political marriage in the business circle and the underworld. Such a thing is common.

Jian Feili knows Ren Zhenyu well. Ren Zhenyu is rich and powerful. He is a romantic in his 60s. He is a typical scum nowadays.

But he doesn't know much about the dragon and tiger help. It's a faint feeling that a man who is willing to give up his daughter is by no means a kind person.

Jian Feili frowned. He knew that if he got off the ship with everyone tomorrow morning, Mibao would definitely be taken away and given to the scum Ren Zhenyu.

The dawn is getting closer and closer. He must think of a way to leave as soon as possible. No matter what in the future, since he has been involved, he'd better leave first.

Jane Fei got out of bed and walked gracefully to the window with two long legs. She lit a long cigarette with her long finger and smoked slowly. Usually, he seldom smoked unless he was upset.

The tall figure of the man in front of the window came into Mibao's eyes. From this person, she felt the sureness she had never felt in recent days. It should be the warm sense of security that others say. Looking at the strong figure in the hazy smoke, her eyes were blurred

Jian Feili gently extinguished the burning cigarette and took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket. His big hands with clear bones, white and slender hands skillfully crossed the screen and pressed the number keys gently and quickly.

With a flash of familiar numbers, the phone dialed.

It was exactly two o'clock in the morning, which should be the deepest stage of people's sleep. However, the speed of the other party's answering the phone was amazing, as if he had stayed by the phone all night.

Jane Feili lowered her voice and whispered, "great, just listen to me. I don't turn it off. You lock my position and send someone to pick me up immediately."

"Yes, president." Mo Da was in a cold sweat at this time. Since the young master took over the company, he had never called him at this time, and there must be something urgent. His intuition told him that the president had encountered a very difficult problem. Mo Da wanted to jump out of bed quickly. He couldn't delay for a moment.

Mo Da quickly opened the laptop on the desk and searched for Jian Feili's position. Soon, the flashing red dot came into sight. After determining the specific position, Mo Da felt out his mobile phone and quickly dialed out: "Ah Rui, pick me up in a helicopter in five minutes. Remember to bring three light machine guns with enough bullets and check all emergency measures on the plane." Mo Da ordered eagerly.

Five minutes later, on the villa platform, a helicopter hovered over the top of Mo Da's head and slowly dropped down along the fuselage ladder. Mo Da jumped gently and two strong arms climbed up quickly. The action was amazing.

About twenty minutes later, the plane had arrived over the yacht. Mo Da grabbed the phone in his hand and quickly pressed the shortcut key. Protecting the safety of the young master was the only task the old man gave him, so the only shortcut key contact in the mobile phone was the young master Jian Feili.

"Great, are you there?" the familiar and magnetic male voice came over the phone.

"President, the plane is over the yacht." Mo Da took back his drifting thoughts and responded in a hurry. At the moment, he wanted to jump off the plane and accompany the president.

"It's great. Two minutes later, the plane descends to the top of the yacht swimming pool to reduce the falling sound as much as possible. After finding me, put a soft ladder and a light machine gun on the hatch. Don't shoot unless you have to." Jane Feili arranged everything calmly, and the sound is the same as before.

"I see." Mo Da responded in a low voice, but his heart was getting tighter and tighter. As the plane landed, he stared at the watch on his arm without blinking for fear of missing a penny.

In the cabin box, Jane Feili has changed into a bright gray casual dress. Her white and handsome face is more indifferent against the beautiful gray, as if she refuses people thousands of miles away.

Lin Mibao sat quietly in a corner and silently observed his every move. Although her father banned her from all dealings with the gangs, over the years she has developed an ability to understand his temperament and inner activities from a person's gestures.

From the man's indifferent expression in front of him, in his world, only success is allowed, not failure.

"Miss Lin, we should go." Jane's non-magnetic male voice sounded again. Mibao was surprised and pulled back the brain of the God who had gone. She bowed her head in embarrassment and shyness and gently replied, "OK."

As soon as they came to the door, Jane Feili suddenly turned around. Mibao accidentally bumped into the man's chest, and a warm breath blew. Mibao felt her heart beating wildly, her cheeks were inexplicably hot, and the man's chest was warm and powerful. For a moment, she really wished she could lean closer.

He raised his hand on her shoulder and whispered, "Miss Lin, I think your clothes are too conspicuous. It's better to put on my coat so that people won't see it at a glance. In addition, when we get to the fourth floor, we should act separately. You try to avoid others' sight and wait for me by the swimming pool. Remember not to go into the water."

Mibao looked at the man in front of her. He was strong and tall, tall and cold. There was a warm and considerate feeling between her eyebrows. It made her feel as if she was confused by his cup and said, "OK."

Mibao changed into Jane Feili's suit. Although the dark blue suit was a little big, it was so suitable with her little red skirt, which made her smiling face more charming.

Jane Feili opened the door and went out. Mibao followed her, afraid that he would leave her and walk in the corridor of the cabin. Jane Feili thought that those people would soon search all the rooms. They'd better take advantage of the gap in this time to get on the plane, so that they can leave unconsciously.

The journey was unimpeded. At this time, the people on the ship were still sleeping. They soon reached the fourth floor.

Jane Feili looked back at Mibao. Her slender white hands shook an elegant arc. Mibao understood that they were going to act separately. Looking at the handsome and charming back, her heart jumped in a trance again.

Just as she was vaguely daydreaming, a noisy voice came into her ears. It was not very loud, but on such a dawn Eve, it was still easy to capture. She vaguely felt that the voice was overhead. When she raised her head, Mibao opened her mouth in an instant, and a helicopter was hovering over the swimming pool, Her sixth sense told her that the plane must have been transferred by the gentle man.

At this time, Jane Feili has arrived at the yacht control room. There is only one person in the cab. His heart calms down. It seems that everything will be very smooth. Jane Feili takes an arrow step behind the man and pulls out a short knife against the man's waist.

He lowered his magnetic and hoarse voice: "don't move. Do as I say. Now close the swimming pool and move quickly." the cold short knife was against the crew. He had been shaking like chaff for a long time. When he heard the command, he immediately started the button. Jane Feili looked at the closing airport through the window and suddenly noticed that a group of people were slowly approaching Mibao.

Jane was not surprised. First, she quickly bound the crew, and then ran towards the woman quickly.

While Mibao was staring at the plane in a daze, another group of people also found the plane. They approached the swimming pool like ghosts. The rustling footsteps were getting closer and closer. Mibao turned and looked at the black figure running in a hurry, and his heart panicked.

What should I do?

What should I do?

Looking at the shadow getting closer and closer, now she has only one choice, that is "run".

Mibao ran desperately to the direction where Jane Feili left. She knew that her only hope now was to find him quickly.

The shadows were getting closer and closer. She could see that the person in front was Abiao. There were only a few steps left. She could feel that her hands were reaching out to her, as if she would hold her throat and catch her in the next moment.

Mibao didn't dare to look back, but ran forward desperately with the last bit of strength.

The result of excessive tension and shock was that her legs were more and more disobedient. She really couldn't run any more. Just as she gasped, she just felt a gust of wind passing by her eyes, and a pair of powerful big hands clasped on her slender waist. Just gently, her whole body soared up. She slowly opened her eyes, half bright and half dark, A familiar face came into view.

She was tightly held in her arms by Jane Feili. The two people pasted so close that it could be called zero distance. She vaguely felt the faint mint aroma exhaled by the man's nose, which was itching on her face.

The next second, Mibao's white face was stained with crimson. If time could be controlled artificially, she hoped that her life would be fixed at this moment forever.

"Hold on to me." the man's deep eyes drank softly, which also pulled back her thoughts that had run away, and let her two lotus like arms involuntarily ring his neck.