President, don't tease me

"Oh..." Tang Guo smiled softly, "I suggest you better press the heat of this matter. My master has settled down, but you still make her restless, and you will be punished!" she cursed in a low voice, and then she was about to leave.

Beiming Han grabbed her arm: "where are you going?"

"Don't worry about it! Beiminghan, my inexplicable relationship with you is over today! Go to hell with all the bullshit mistresses! I won't serve the wind and rain. Don't expect to threaten me again in your life." Tang Guo said firmly.

Beiming Han naturally knows that Nalan Qingrong is the last weight to hold Tang Guo, and now the weight is gone. Tang Guo will not stay with him.

"I don't allow you to go!" said Bei Minghan, "do you care about the design company?"

"My master has been destroyed like this. What's the use of the design institute? Five million, I don't want it. I'll hire a long-term duck! It's cold in the north, and I'll never see him again!" Tang Guo's indifferent attitude and eyes hurt his heart, but there was nothing to do.

Tang Guo took a taxi back to the villa and saw Feng Qingyu sitting proudly on the sofa watching TV. He turned around and went upstairs in disgust. He was too lazy to see her. Anyway, after today, all the pressure was over.

Tang Guo went back to his bedroom and packed his clothes. There was only a small bag. Maybe it was because he knew he didn't belong here. The clothes he brought were like traveling.

The bedroom hasn't had time to clean up. There is still an ambiguous smell of last night, but Tang Guo thinks it's so disgusting! Goodbye forever! Beiming cold!

She left the villa with a small suitcase and went back to her original home. There was a layer of ash in the house. Although Tang Guo was a little bored because of Nalan Qingrong, she had done everything she should do. I just hope the master doesn't complain about herself in heaven.

Tang Guo was very excited when he thought that Tang Xin and Tang Qiu could be picked up from the kindergarten in the evening. The three of them could finally live a happy life together. When she resigned, he took them away and never returned to the place where she was afraid and sad.

Beiming Han drove back to the villa, hurried into the door and ran to the bedroom. Sure enough, everything was empty. There were few clothes. Now they disappeared in the wardrobe, and several bottles of skin care products on the table were taken away by her. If the smell left in the bedroom reminded him that yesterday was not a dream, he would still think that everything was recent, It's all a dream.

"Don't look for it. She left with her suitcase just now." Feng Qingyu leaned against the door and said lazily, without concealing the joy in her tone.

"Wind and rain."

She was stunned. Beiming Han seldom called his name so solemnly and majestically, which made her tremble in her heart.

"Brother Han? What's the matter?" Feng Qingyu began to act like a spoiled child again, for fear that he would abandon himself.

"Go back to England tomorrow. I'll book tickets for you!"

In a word, all of a sudden, all the pride of Feng Qingyu was extinguished: "brother Han, why? What did I do wrong? Do you have to drive me to England?"

"You should know what you did wrong." Beiming snorted coldly: "don't be reckless because of my tolerance for you."

"Brother Han, I can't understand what you're talking about!"

"Don't understand? Don't tell me that you didn't do Nalan Qingrong's business." Beiming Han said this sentence almost gnashing his teeth, and then pinched her neck: "Feng Qingyu, you're not your sister. I'm very tolerant of you now, so don't annoy me! Go back to England."

This is the first time in so many years that Beiming Han has made such a big fire with Feng Qingyu. Feng Qingyu thinks it funny that he wants to drive himself back to England for Tang Guo, and there is almost no room for negotiation! Can't you even compare with her little finger? Beiming cold, you are really cruel!

Thinking that Feng Qingyu could no longer suppress his anger, he ran out. Beiming Han didn't care about him. He sat decadent on the floor of the bedroom, leaned against the bed and supported his forehead with one hand.

I've done so much, but I still haven't kept her. It's a failure, isn't it? In this game of love, he lost the game. He fell into the abyss and there was no chance of turning over. Tang Guo was his own life. That's right. If she left, her own life would be gone

"Tang Qiu, have you seen your sister?" the kindergarten teacher asked Tang Qiu. When she went to the toilet, she found that Tang Xin was not in the classroom. This little girl is clever!

Tang Qiu shook his head: "just now she was playing with plasticine here." the little boy frowned. At that moment, the teacher seemed to see the figure of another person. It was always Beiming cold on the TV financial channel. Unexpectedly, the child had some "star images".

The teacher looked around the kindergarten again and found that things were not very good. As usual, Tang Xin ran out of the corner to beg for mercy and please himself with the temptation of small snacks. What's going on now?

The teacher ran to the monitoring room and looked carefully at him. Within two minutes of leaving, he found that Tang Xin had climbed over the wall with a rabbit doll and left the kindergarten! This scares the teacher. The child is still so young. If you encounter bad people, the consequences are unimaginable!

Almost all the teachers of the kindergarten went out to find Tang Xin. After all, no one of them can bear the responsibility for losing their children.

Tang Xin ran out for only one purpose. She wanted to find her mother. She wanted Tang Guo too much. After all, the little girl and the little boy were different, and their feelings were more delicate. She didn't see her mother for so long. Although she didn't say it, she missed her very much.

Feng Qingyu was so angry that he rushed out in his car and ran aimlessly across the street, which attracted a lot of people's dissatisfaction.

"Look at that woman. Is Rolls Royce so arrogant?"

"Yes, look at that shameless look. It may be a resentful woman!"

"Yes, yes!"

Feng Qingyu can't manage so much. Why did she pay so much, and Beiming cold still doesn't belong to herself?

At the corner, her speed did not decrease, faster and faster, and then with a scream, a small figure fell into a pool of blood, and a rabbit doll fell to the ground, stained with blood