How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1700 Sweet Marriage Chapter 261 How is the injury?Is it serious?

The man raised his eyes, under the light, his eyes were cool and without a trace of warmth: "Do you like He Teng, even she can't control herself, what can you change?"

Feelings are not a matter of calculation, and you can't use formulas to calculate right and wrong. Even if He Teng looks forward and backward, even if he will hurt Deng Meng even more in the future, if Deng Meng's love for him is not exhausted, others will forcefully intervene. It is futile.

She glared at him a little angrily: "I hate He Teng! Don't play with him anymore!"

Hearing this, Nan Mubai couldn't help but shook his head with a smile.

Sometimes he feels that she is not as mature as a 19-year-old girl, but sometimes he feels that she is as childish as an underage child, such as now...

This sentence is obviously similar to the childish words of "I hate him, and you are not allowed to play with him anymore, otherwise I will not play with you", which is very funny.

Seeing him shaking his head, Hao Xiaoman thought it was a sign of refusal, and suddenly became angry from embarrassment: "What do you mean by shaking your head?"

Nan Mubai frowned and smiled sullenly: "In the adult world, there is no such thing as simple playing or not playing, let alone involving two big families, you think too simple."

Hao Xiaoman bit his lip and glared at him angrily.

Of course she knew it wouldn't be that simple, didn't she force him to agree to break up with He Teng in front of He Teng, now there were only the two of them, would he die if he pretended to agree to nod and coax her?
Nan Mubai couldn't help laughing at her beard and eyes, raised his hand across the table and pinched her cheek: "Stop staring, if you stare again, I'll give it to you, eat quickly."

As soon as the voice fell, the mobile phone left in the living room suddenly rang.

She put down her chopsticks and was about to get her cell phone when she heard Nan Mubai's cell phone ringing.

Nan Mubai sat in the restaurant without moving, and ordered her quietly: "Hey, bring my mobile phone here."

He seldom answers business calls during off-duty hours. The incident at Shengshi Nightclub should have spread throughout the upper class. Naturally, no one dares to disturb him at this time. The call is either from An Jia yes, or...

She picked up the phone from the table, and as expected, she saw the word 'Zihao'.

Originally, she planned to give him the phone, but when she saw these two names, she felt uncomfortable, and then she threw the phone back on the table, and only called out: "Rong Zihao's phone, I want to pick you up." Take it, or not take it."

After finishing the sentence, he directly listened to his mobile phone: "Well, Xiao Miao, what's the matter?"

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the man walking out slowly, leaning over to hold the phone, while pinching her cheek in dissatisfaction.

She patted his hand away angrily, and heard Xiao Miao's panicked voice on the phone: "It's not good, Xiaoman, Deng Meng just had a conflict with Rong Feifei downstairs in the dormitory, and Rong Feifei bumped into the wall somehow Come on, there's a lot of blood!"

Hao Xiaoman was taken aback, his heart seemed to be lifted by an invisible thread, and his throat tightened: "What about Deng Meng? Is Deng Meng injured?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the man beside her asked Rong Zihao on the phone in a serious tone: "How is the injury? Is it serious?"

"Deng Meng was also injured, but her wrist was scratched a little, so she didn't need to go to the hospital, but Rong Feifei has already been sent to the hospital, Xiaoman, what should I do?"

(End of this chapter)