How can the president be fierce

Chapter 2920 Sweet Marriage Chapter 1482 Tell her to wait for him, and tell her not to be angry...

The plates of exquisite food placed in front of him gradually became a little blurry.

The figure staggered, but quickly stood still.

She believed that Ji Shengbai must be busy with some important things, so she left the group temporarily, and she must not have gone to do those dangerous things again...

Obviously, he told her last night that he was adapting well.

She really believes in him.

But the fingertips still became uncontrollably cold and began to tremble.

Hao Xiaoman held her arm in a vague way, worried: "It looks like he won't be back at half past one tonight, why don't we change the date of the housewarming party and let them go back first?"

"He won't do those things again?"

The cold hand held her arm unconsciously and tightened it tightly. She looked at her in a daze, and murmured for support: "Xiao Man, he can't do it?"

"will not."

Hao Xiaoman answered very simply: "Mubai said that he has hardly even asked about the organization over there these days, and he has really made up his mind."

"That's fine...that's fine..."

Deng Meng swallowed hard, nodded, and repeated these three words unconsciously.

But as time passed by, the man's cell phone was always turned off.

Until 11 o'clock in the evening, Hao Xiaoman called and said that Nan Mubai had checked for help. Ji Shengbai boarded his private jet at 10:[-] in the morning, and the destination was unknown...

The phone just slipped from the loosened fingers and fell to the ground.

Deng Meng stood in the bedroom blankly, thinking about the scene this morning over and over again in her mind.

The lingering love that started before she woke up, she was woken up, lost her temper, and he coaxed her.

Then she continued to sleep, and he went to take a shower. After the shower, he came back and told her about today's arrangements. He would go home at 3 o'clock at the earliest and at 5 o'clock at the latest. Let her arrange it slowly, don't worry.

Habitual farewell kiss, then leave, go to work.

It was so common that there was no trace of him planning to go out.

Even if he really wanted to go out, at least he should give her a call, even a text message...

Let her wait for him, let her not be angry...

But nothing.

He just turned off his phone, boarded the plane and left, as if she and Zhizhi were just a burden to him that he could throw away at will...

"Mother?"

Zhizhi appeared by her side at some point, and took her cold fingertips with her little hand: "Why hasn't Dad come back yet?"

Deng Meng was startled and regained consciousness instantly.

He lowered his head to meet her big ignorant and clear eyes, and his heart shrank heavily for no reason.

Only then did I remember that now she was not the only one who was worried about her, and their precious daughter would also worry about his safety to the point where she could hardly sleep or eat, just like she did back then.

Squatting down, at eye level with her, after thinking for a long time, he said carefully, "Dad, he...has a very important thing to do at the moment, and it may take a few days. Be good, and Dad will come back when he comes back." brought you a present, huh?"

"Did Dad go to kill someone?"

A bland sentence, so casual that it seemed that he was just chatting with her about the weather.

Deng Meng was shocked, and looked at her with wide eyes in disbelief: "What did you... say?"

She is only four years old!

How could an age who should have no idea about death, bloody and cruel things like killing, say such a sentence in such an understatement?
(End of this chapter)