Honey love one hundred percent: arrogant president spoil non-stop

At home, Beiming Han looked at the information in his hand and drank the coffee in his hand quietly. The doorbell suddenly rang, which made him look at the closed door. This little confused won't forget to bring the key again?

He pushed his wheelchair and gently opened the door. "Have you forgotten... Yiye again? Why are you here?"

"Haven't seen you for a long time. Let me see you!" Song Yiye went into Beiming Han's house with bags and bags. "Where's your wife?"

"I went shopping with my friends and haven't come back yet!" Beiming Han glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, "but I should be back soon!"

"Really?" Song Yiye lowered his eyebrows, with a slight loss in his tone.

Although Beiming Han didn't see his lost eyes, he still noticed something wrong, "Yiye, is something wrong?"

"Han, you should know that I have always liked Luo Ying."

Song Yiye's sudden words stunned Beiming Han slightly, but when he heard the last two words, he was a little relieved, "I know..."

"No, you don't know!" Song Yiye suddenly clenched his hands and fell into a crazy tunnel, "but the person she loves is you. Why didn't you explicitly refuse her after knowing her feelings for you?"

"I said, but she resolutely refused. What can I do? You didn't know the situation at that time!" Bei Minghan didn't feel that he had done wrong, but answered his question calmly.

Song Yiye didn't answer him. His thoughts were completely in the morning. He and Luo Ying couldn't go back to the past.

Just when he was ready to make the next move, Tang Guo's voice came from the gate, "Beiming cold, I'm back. Wait for me for a while, and I'll get you something to eat right away!"

When she entered the house, she found that there was more than one person in the family. Her face showed embarrassment, "there were guests at home!"

"It's all right. I'm ready to go and see you another day!" Song Yiye left Beiming's house without saying another word.

Looking at the back of him leaving, Tang Guo couldn't help muttering. Is he so annoying? "What's Mr. song looking for you, isn't he?"

"Nothing!" beiminghan obviously didn't want her to know about it, but skillfully took the wheelchair back to the living room, "didn't you go shopping? You'll be back so soon?"

"You came back very early today!" Tang Guo didn't want him to know what happened in the street today. He handed him the bag in his hand, "here you are!"

Beiming Han didn't expect that she would bring something for herself. He was a little stunned on his face, and then looked at her.

"Why are you looking at me like this? I'm shopping for a man for the first time. Do you like it?" Beiming Han felt a little uncomfortable, but Tang Guo said this sentence with a red face.

Looking at his obvious shyness, the corners of Beiming Han's mouth rose slightly, "what are you buying?"

"Tie, but it's not the shop you often go to." seeing that Beiming Han didn't stare at himself, the temperature on Tang Guo's face dropped a little, "why don't I try it on for you? If you don't like it, I can change it."

Beiminghan didn't refuse her kindness. She let her tie up. Tang Guo looked at his masterpiece proudly, "very good... Um..."

Before she finished her words, Beiming Han took her to his arms and blocked what she wanted to say next. Tang Guo couldn't send a word any more.

Wuhu, Beiming Maple didn't expect that his father Beiming Zhentian would suddenly come to check the company. There was a slight embarrassment on his face, and the blush on his face didn't disperse.

"Is this what you call managing the company?" when I thought of the erosive scene when I just entered the office, the face of the person who was already black in Beiming became a little darker.

"Dad, I've finished all my work today, so I want to relax a little..."

Before the voice fell, Beiming Maple was severely slapped on his face, "I have said that I don't want to take care of your mess, but don't take it to the company."

Beiming Zhentian paused a little and continued to say, "if you still can't make achievements, I'll let your brother take over Wuhu. Wuhu is my lifelong effort and must not be destroyed in your hand."

Inexplicably, he was slapped by Beiming Zhentian. Beiming Maple could stand it, but his face suddenly turned pale when he thought that Wuhu would be handed over to Beiming cold management. "Dad, I'm already helping you manage Xuanji. You're not going to help him so much for my disability?"

"Shut up, he is your brother!" thinking that they are all the sons of a father. Now there is a difference between heaven and earth. Beiming Zhentian feels heartache.

If... An idea suddenly flashed into his mind, but then he strangled it in the cradle. No matter what happens, it can never happen unless it is necessary.

"Dad, Wuhu will make achievements, you believe me!" he didn't notice anything wrong with his father's face, and Beiming Maple said anxiously.

Although Wuhu is an insignificant small company, in Beiming Maple's heart, he would rather destroy it than return it to Beiming cold.

Even, he thought that one day beiminghan would hand Xuanji to himself. He looked forward to that day!

Beiming Zhentian didn't know what his youngest son was thinking, but he still accepted to give him a chance. "Half a year, if Wuhu still hasn't made any progress within half a year, I won't give you another chance!"

Looking at the prepared food, Tang Guo glanced at the locked door. Although she didn't know who the caller was, she chose to wait for him for dinner.

Although this time point, you can have a snack! Tang Guo's mouth began to rise, and his face began to turn red slowly.

"Half a year?" the deadline given by Beiming Zhentian afternoon to Beiming Maple has reached Beiming Han's ears. He frowned slightly and said.

"The old man seems to be a little soft hearted to the young master!" thunder came over the phone.

Beiming snorted coldly and said slowly, "yes, if it weren't for someone's help, I wouldn't be like this."

He paused a little and said, "keep an eye on Beiming maple for me. This guy is not a master who will give up. There must be some later moves."

"Yes, president! I've sent someone to watch Wuhu and the young master!" Lei Ming knows his boss's temper and often knows what to do next.

Just when Beiming Han hung up the phone, the study remembered a knock on the doo