How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1780 Sweet Marriage Chapter 341 Bei Fanxing, you are a fucking bastard!

Bei Qianqian kept him quiet for a while, and then smiled slightly: "Of course, I dare not touch the woman you like, brother."

For some things, you don't need to know much in advance, you just need to capture the right expression at the right time.

She had never seen her brother staring at anyone like that.

She had never seen anyone who dared to call him a cheap man in front of her brother so arrogantly and arrogantly, but still left alive without a single hair.

Bei Fanxing didn't know what he was thinking, and he was obviously absent-minded.

Bei Qianqian knew that he didn't like to be disturbed when he was thinking about things. He wanted to ask where He Teng had gone, but his red lips parted slightly, but he still didn't ask.

Bei Fanxing suddenly raised his head as if he had sensed something.

His gaze bypassed her and looked directly behind her.

Hao Xiaoman walked very fast, so fast that she almost tripped herself several times. The four bodyguards behind her followed closely, as if they wanted to stop her, but they didn't dare to stop her.

Bei Fanxing raised his hand and waved away the bodyguard who wanted to come forward, and sat there quietly, his black eyes as quiet as ink locked on her little face that had turned pale due to inexplicable emotions, and she got closer and closer.

Hao Xiaoman rushed to him with the wind all the way, raised his hand, and a clear and loud slap landed on his face heavily.

Bei Qianqian's face changed, and she stood up with one hand on the table: "Hao Xiaoman, don't be too arrogant!"

Hao Xiaoman's slap in the face, let alone such a long prelude, even if he was caught off guard and wanted to throw it at him, Beifanxing had enough resilience to dodge it.

But he didn't intend to dodge at all, so he calmly received her slap.

The dark eyes lightly greeted her, and she clearly saw her red eye sockets due to anger, her small face was pale, and the hands hanging on her sides were tightly clenched, obviously trying to control herself.

"Bei Fanxing, you are a fucking despicable and shameless bastard! You bastard!!!" She said, her voice was trembling with choking.

Bei Qianqian pursed her red lips tightly, and looked suggestively at the bodyguard with her cold eyes.

Just as the bodyguards were about to step forward, the man sitting in the seat suddenly got up.

As soon as the man's long legs took one step, he pushed towards her in just one step. His height advantage and innate aura of nobility invisibly turned into a compelling barrier. He looked at her with a very calm expression on his face: "Come on!" What's the matter?"

What happened?
Hao Xiaoman's eyes widened in disbelief, at this moment, he can still pretend to be innocent here without changing his face!
She pursed her lips, ignoring the numbness and pain in her right hand, and raised her hand to slap him hard. The next moment, the hand that was raised in midair was clasped by a hand with sharp joints.

"You were the first to slap me, but that doesn't mean you can slap me as you like."

He looked at her quietly, with a cold expression: "Let's be clear first, what happened?"

"It's your mother's fault!"

Hao Xiaoman laughed back in anger, his right hand was restrained and he couldn't move, he simply raised his left hand and threw it down hard at his face.

Bei Fanxing naturally raised his other hand to stop it, but before he could lift his right hand, it was held by a big hand as powerful as iron tongs.

The crisp and loud slap sounded again.

Bei Fanxing's face was turned sideways from the beating. His skin was already fair. Although Hao Xiaoman was a woman, he was very strong in his rage. At this moment, several lines appeared on the left and right cheeks. red marks.

(End of this chapter)