How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1152 Xia Huanxi Business Chapter 340 Are you worthy of playing this kind of trick with me?Um?

Xishang pinched the cigarette in his hand, got up without taking up his coat, "I'm going to the bathroom, you guys have a drink first."

When Xiu Nian got the phone number, he nodded happily and dialed it immediately.

Yohji didn't know when he changed his posture, leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window, staring at him with frowning eyes, as if he was thinking about when this guy became mentally retarded.

"Big brother."

Nangong, who stood beside him without saying a word, saw through his thoughts.

The man pressed his eyebrows lightly with one finger, and thought for a moment: "See if it can be saved, if not, dig a hole and bury it."

Su Li, who was steady and proper, sprayed again, and glanced at Xiu Nian who was smiling into the phone like a flower, embarrassingly: "It's only because he drank too much, brother, don't mind."

Saying a word, for no reason attracted a cold stare from the man.

Su Li let out a dry cough, lowered his head and missed his gaze.

In the past few years, he has gotten so used to him that he is almost unable to take care of himself. What kind of tasks can such a person take on his shoulders in the future?
10 minutes passed.

Liang Musheng glanced at the expensive watch on his wrist, and sneered: "Wei Shang has been in the 'washroom' for a long time."

Feeling Yohji's increasingly cold gaze, Su Li almost began to fidget. Hearing this, he hurriedly got up: "I'll go and have a look."

After a while, he came back, spreading his hands helplessly.

……

West House.

In front of the dining table covered with pure white tablecloths, the candles were flickering, and they were already half-burned, but the exquisite meals on the plate remained untouched.

Xia Huan had just recovered from a serious illness, her whole face was so pale that she couldn't find a trace of blood, and she looked sleepy as if she was about to fall asleep at any moment.

It wasn't until the man clasped her chin with one hand and was forced to raise her head that her dazed eyes became slightly focused.

Xishang's complexion is very fair, a kind of fair complexion that can only be obtained after putting on makeup, and the facial features are handsome and exquisite. Just looking at it is a kind of visual enjoyment.

Even at the moment he doesn't seem to be in a good mood.

"Hunger strikes are only qualified for pampered women. Xia Huan, what do you think you are with me? Are you worthy of playing such a trick with me? Huh?"

His voice was even gentle, and the tip of his nose was close to hers, and his extremely intimate gestures, but the words he uttered were so cold that they were almost mean.

She said sleepily, "I'm not hungry."

"I want you to eat, you just eat obediently, even if you are full, eat it for me."

"I will not eat."

"Xia Huan, with me, you have no right to say no."

"I will not eat."

"..."

She seemed completely unaware of the increasingly cold air around her and the gradually turning pale faces of the maids, and she just repeated the word 'no' over and over again in a dull manner.

It seemed that he was sure that there was nothing he could do with her.

The man's thin lips gradually pursed into a cold arc, his voice was deep, and he squeezed out words one by one from between his teeth: "Very well, if you don't eat it, the little professor in the prison shouldn't eat it either. Let’s go hungry together, little mandarin duck, but if you faint from hunger, I can still give you an infusion to save you, then the little professor doesn’t know if he will have such a good life..."

Xia Huan was angry, but her body was limp and she had no strength at all. Even the words of cursing sounded like she was being coquettish: "Xishang, can you be more of a jerk?"

When the little professor was mentioned, her eyes lit up several degrees.

Xishang seemed to be having some trouble breathing, and he tore open the collar of his shirt with one hand irritably: "Remove these, and go prepare a bowl of porridge and some appetizers for the wife."

(End of this chapter)