How can the president be fierce

Chapter 2717 Sweet Marriage Chapter 1279 I have fought, but if I didn't win, forget it.

The man raised his hand to hold her small raised fist, and comforted her casually: "Don't worry, you're not particularly ugly, you're just a little fatter."

Just, yes, fat, a, point, but, that's all! ! !

it is good! !

very good! ! !

very good! ! !
Deng Meng narrowed her eyes and sneered: "Ji Shengbai, tonight, only one of you and I can get out of this kitchen alive! I hope you can be mentally prepared!"

As soon as the words were finished, Third Young Master Bei reluctantly walked in, humming: "Brother is back, he wants us to go over, and said he wants to have a family dinner."

While talking, he glanced at Ji Shengbai with hatred.

Ji Shengbai frowned, remained silent for a moment, then raised his hand to turn off the fire: "Yes, I see."

Deng Meng got a headache when she heard about the dinner at the Bei family.

Either facing Bei Qianqian's resentful wife's face, or Bei Fanxing's ice cube face, they obviously don't like to eat with her, but they always stick to the formalities, and they are not afraid of exhausting themselves one day.

"Brother has been in a bad mood these two days, try not to talk at the dinner table, lest he take his anger out on you."

Before going out, Ji Shengbai stood still, raised his hand to help her tidy up the scattered hair around her ears, and gave her a soft voice.

"not in a good mood?"

"I ruined half of his life's hard work. You can imagine how angry he is these two days."

Deng Meng knew about the fact that he handed over half of his power to Nan Mubai.

I have no opinion on this matter.

It's not a serious thing in the first place, and if it's given to Nan Mubai, it's given to Nan Mubai. It's best for him to wash his hands completely in the future, and to break away from this kind of gray marginal occupation.

"He didn't hit you, did he?" She asked belatedly.

"If you have fought, if you haven't won, forget it."

"..."

On the European-style solid wood rustic ivory table, everything from tablecloths to vases to candles to tableware is exquisite enough to be called art.

Sitting next to Ji Shengbai, Deng Meng stared at the pan-fried foie gras on the plate and swallowed, but the wealthy family had many rules, and they seemed to have a meeting before eating.

Others didn't start eating, so she could only wait silently.

only……

Silently glanced at the vacant place on the far right of the main seat, there were also napkins, knives and forks, and fried foie gras, which seemed to be for someone.

But obviously, the whole family has arrived.

Bei Fanxing on the main seat is still wearing a well-tailored and expensive handmade suit, and looks like a well-dressed shopping mall elite. His aura is strong and compelling, and his eyes are as cold as ice and snow. I'm busy with work these days, and you're all grown-ups, so I don't want to interfere with your lives too much, but obviously, each one of you doesn't make me feel at ease."

You one by one...

Deng Meng silently raised her head and looked around for a week.

Starting from the left hand side of Beifanxing, there are Bei Qianqian, Bei Mosheng, Bei Sanshao, her, and Ji Shengbai.

Except for Bei Mosheng, most of them have caused troubles for the Bei family recently.

The North Brahma Bank lectured at the main seat, and everyone at the table knew the rules, and they didn't make a sound to refute. Even the most lively and active Bei San Shao was upright, as if he was serious about listening to the teaching.

Deng Meng lowered her head, poked the waist of the man next to her boredly with her little hand under the table, poked again, um, poked again...

It's hard, it's no different from poking it on a stone, and the nails hurt a little.

(End of this chapter)