President, don't tease me

"Shut up!" Beiming Han's low voice made Tang Guo afraid and shut his mouth obediently.

Beiming Han's speed was getting faster and faster. He didn't stop until the door of the villa, and then dragged her upstairs: "Beiming Han, what are you doing!"

However, with anger on his face, he took her into the bedroom and threw her on the big bed. Due to his fierce action, Tang Guo's originally thin sling looked even weaker. Half of it curled up, revealing a large area of snow-white skin. Beiming was cold and lost consciousness for a time.

He was stunned for a moment, and then dumped a stack of newspapers on her. Although the newspaper was very light, his strength was too strong, which still hurt Tang Guo. She got up and read the first page titles of those newspapers - president show had a secret meeting with his mysterious girlfriend, and Ling Cheng was happy to celebrate his girlfriend's birthday. They went in and out of the hotel ambiguously. It seems that a good thing is coming

Tang Guofu's forehead felt that these media were too unreasonable: "these are all graffiti. There's nothing at all. He celebrated my birthday for me. I drank too much and sent me to the hotel. Is there a problem?"

"Yesterday I called you and Ling Cheng answered it." he didn't change his face and was still so angry.

"I drank too much. I don't know."

"Didn't you agree to celebrate your birthday at home?"

"Ha ha..." Tang Guo sneered: "you go out with Feng Qingyu and want me to guard you at home? Beiming cold, your request is too harsh!"

He was so confused by Tang Guoqi that he almost lost his mind and directly grabbed her white and tender neck: "Tang Guo, please remember your identity! I'm your gold master, don't reverse it!"

For a moment, Tang Guo stopped struggling. He could do whatever he wanted. She was right. No matter what she did, she couldn't change her identity as his mistress. It was really sad and ridiculous!

"OK, gold Lord, what do you want me to do?" Tang Guo was full of sarcasm. Although he said compliments, the expression and tone on his face made beiminghan more angry.

"Do you have to annoy me to be happy?" said Bei Minghan, directly tearing open the sling on Tang Guo. For a moment, all the beauty was exposed in the air, which made him salivate

"The northern underworld is cold! What else can you do besides forcing me!" Tang Guo shouted with cold eyes: "don't you have wind and rain? Go find her!"

For a moment, the action on Beiming Han's hand stopped, and then slammed the door. Tang Guo sat in bed stunned for a while, looked at the time, changed a set of professional clothes, threw all his torn suspenders and shorts into the trash can, put away yesterday's debauchery, got up and went downstairs to go to the company.

The wind and rain blocked the entrance of the stairs. When Tang Guo went to the right, she blocked the right, and when Tang Guo went to the left, she blocked the left. It was clear that she was not allowed to leave.

"Get out of the way, I'm going to work." Tang Guo's tone was impatient and kept looking at his watch. It was obviously too late. Anyway, as a boss, he shouldn't be late.

"I have something to say to you."

"Speak quickly!" Tang Guo felt a little rejected and couldn't help but want to keep a distance from her.

"Yesterday was your birthday, wasn't it? Brother Han took me out? The news this morning was all about your affair. You really don't have a face." Feng Qingyu was sarcastic and his words poked Tang Guo's pain point.

But Tang Guo comforted himself in his heart: you are no longer the little girl who will always cry. Just ignore her and walk away.

"I'm not interested in knowing this. Let's go first." Tang Guo was about to go downstairs. Feng Qingyu stretched out his hand to pull her, and then fell straight down the stairs. Tang Guo subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch her, but he didn't succeed because it was too late.

Tang Guo was really frightened and ran down in a panic. Feng Qingyu fell to the ground and groaned. Aunt Li rushed out of the kitchen: "Oh, Miss Feng, what's the matter with you?" then immediately dialed Bei Minghan's phone: "president, Miss Feng rolled down the stairs!"

The injury can be big or small. Beiming Han directly threw down the documents in his hand and ran back. No matter how willful and unreasonable Feng Qingyu is, he can blame, but he can't threaten her life. Otherwise, he is even more ashamed of Feng Qingxue.

Tang Guo didn't dare to disturb the wind and rain. He dialed 120, but the villa is located in a remote place and the ambulance hasn't arrived yet.

"Qingyu, what's the matter with you?"

Tang Guo looked up and saw Beiming Han running back in sweat. His heart was sour and astringent, but he still explained: "she's on the stairs..." before he finished, he was interrupted by Feng Qingyu: "brother Han, she pushed me down the stairs! I just... Want to explain what happened yesterday with her. Sister Tang, don't be angry with me, okay?"

Tang Guo opened her eyes at once. She didn't expect that Feng Qingyu would say so. She really had a plan. In order to get Beiming cold, she would do anything to hurt her body. Tang Guo calmly said, "I didn't push her. She fell down herself. Believe it or not, I have to go to work and go first."

"Tang Guo!" Bei Minghan roared and stopped her: "are you so indifferent? Do you have to argue if you hurt someone?"

Tang Guo's eyes were suddenly deep and cold. He turned to look at Beiming Han and said word by word: "I said it for the last time. I didn't push her. Whatever you think."

Beiming Han really wants to strangle Tang Guo, but Feng Qingyu still falls into his arms. He has no way to act. He can only look at the back of Tang Guo's "righteousness Ling ran" leaving, so lonely and determined.

More than 20 minutes later, the ambulance came. The medical staff carried Feng Qingyu to the emergency room. Feng Qingyu's injury was not very serious. With a slight concussion and a serious sprain injury to his foot, it may be inconvenient to move for a period of time.

Beiming Han helped Feng Qingyu get into the car, helped her fasten her seat belt, drove the car, and then said, "don't complain about Tang Guo. She didn't mean any harm, maybe it was just yesterday... You became a scapegoat."

Feng Qingyu's hand was firmly clenched into the shape of a fist. At this time, Bei Minghan actually groveled to apologize for a woman? Tang Guo, how important are you in his heart?

Her nails fell into the meat and shed a trace of blood. It doesn't matter. Sooner or later, I'm the only woman in Beiming's cold eyes!

After dealing with the company's affairs, Lingcheng took the initiative to call her: "Tang Guo, I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention to it. You made headlines with me."

"It doesn't matter. It's not your fault. Thank you for celebrating my birthday with me yesterday." Tang Guo's thanks are sincere: "don't meet recently. Wait for the scandal."