President, don't tease me

"Then go to hell!" the young man said coldly.

"Do you want to be a murderer for the three million? If you kill me, the police will not let you go. You will be sentenced to death. Money and death are what you want?" Tang Guo's words made the young man slightly moved. He didn't take the next step, but he didn't let go of Tang Guo and didn't put down his knife.

When Beiming cold arrived at the hospital, the hall was in a mess, and many police cars were parked at the door. For a time, Beiming cold had a bad hunch.

Catch a nurse and ask, "what happened?"

The nurse was suddenly confused by Beiming's cold and handsome appearance and hesitated: "ah... It's that... The person in charge was kidnapped by his family."

"Where is it?" Beiming Han's tone became more and more urgent. He couldn't imagine that Tang Guo had an accident.

"On... The roof." as soon as the nurse's voice fell, Beiming cold rushed up directly. The elevator was occupied. He climbed the stairs like a dead man. When he got up the roof, he saw a young man holding a knife against Tang Guo's neck.

"Put down the knife!" Beiming Han roared, "isn't it three million? I'll give you thirty million! Let her go!" when Tang Guo met something, he confused all the principles, and the money was insignificant compared with her.

"You said it lightly. How can I believe you?"

Beiming Han directly took out his mobile phone and dialed the bank: "I need 30 million cash now. Bring it up immediately and take it to the municipal hospital."

"Sorry, President of Beiming, the bank doesn't have so much cash at a time."

The phone was on hands-free, and the young man heard it, so he lowered his request: "take out 10 million!"

"Take ten million." beiminghan said to the bank.

"OK, no problem. Just a moment."

Tang Guo shook his head at Beiming Han: "we can't give it! We have promised to compensate one million. What's the matter with this ten million? I said I wouldn't give it if I didn't give it!"

Beiming Han only blamed Tang Guo for his brain: "what's money? What's threatening your life now? What are you still doing for this ten million?"

The onlookers under the rooftop had surrounded for several times, and the reporters hurried over. The special police even surrounded. Soon, the bank staff went up to the rooftop with bags.

Beiming Han threw the money on the roof: "here is ten million. Take the money and let her go."

"Hehe, the president of Beiming is really different. A thousand dollars is a beauty." the young man walked over happily, but he didn't let go of Tang Guo. Beiming Han directly pulled Tang Guo at the critical moment, but he was scratched by the young man with a knife and then hit his neck.

The positions of Beiming Han and Tang Guo changed

"The northern underworld is cold!" Tang Guo cried out, feeling more frightened than he was under the gangster's knife just now.

"I'm fine." and he just said it lightly.

The young man was more and more irritated: "OK! The money didn't mean to give it to me at all, right? Let's die together!" he said and directly pulled Beiming Han down, but Tang Guo couldn't care so much. She instinctively held him directly with her hand. Her right wrist couldn't make enough strength, so she had to hold it with both hands. This is the sixth floor. If she fell, she would be disabled if she didn't die.

Tang Guo was frightened to cry. He didn't dare to let go and shed tears: "what did you do to save me! You're stupid!"

Beiming Han smiled: "don't cry, it hurts."

"You're stupid! You still laugh, let you laugh, I let go!" Tang Guo's snot was scared out and hung on that flower like face, with some funny meaning.

"Stop crying, it's too ugly."

"Then don't give up!" Tang Guo screamed, and her right hand was unconscious. Now it had been polished by the stone ridge on the roof, and she wouldn't give up, and she didn't feel pain. She still grabbed it.

After about a minute, she exchanged positions with the special police and saved Beiming Han. His arm was also scratched open by the gangster with a knife. It was bloody and miserable.

Tang Guo was weak, frightened again and fainted. I don't know how long it took her to wake up. She was frightened by her dream. In the dream, she saw that Beiming Han loosened her hand and kept falling. She had been in this fear and couldn't get rid of it

"The north is cold!" she shouted his name, opened her eyes, and slowly recovered her consciousness. In front of her was his handsome face. She smiled and looked at herself: "I dreamed of me in the dream? My name is so kind? Is it a spring dream?"

Tang Guo moved his right wrist and was wrapped in heavy gauze. She hit him on the chest: "at this time, you are still in the mood to joke with me."

"Why don't you loosen me today?" a smile was in the corner of Beiming Han's mouth.

Tang Guo turned his head and didn't speak. How could she let go - her whole world? Every bit of her life is full of his shadow. Children are his, work is his, house is his, and even herself... Are his.

They can always distrust each other, but they should also be well with each other. What if Tang Qiu and Tang Xin recognize their father one day?

"If I don't want to be loose, I won't be loose. There's no reason!" Tang Guo said coldly, very stiff, buried his head in the quilt, and his voice became stuffy.

"Tang Guo, do you still like me? Rush over faster than the special police!" when beiminghan thought of that scene, he was willing to put himself back in danger. That feeling was like a broken heart was filled, and the feeling of happiness was beyond words.

"Oh..." Tang Guo smiled: "I'm just afraid that my biggest investor will hang up. Who will pay me!"

Beiming Han smiled, took her in his arms and kissed her right hand. He was very gentle for fear of hurting her. Then he said with nostalgia: "that's good. Anyway, it's better than nothing. You like my money and I like your people, just right!"

Tang Guo was stunned and his thoughts were stiff: who likes you? Does he mean that? Do you still like yourself? Tang Guo didn't dare to talk more and think more deeply. He became more and more confused, and then he couldn't get rid of it.

"Sleep." a low male voice came from his shoulder, which made Tang Guo recover.

"HMM." she nodded, as if to cover up her thinking just now.