How can the president be fierce

Chapter 3470 Sweet Marriage Chapter 2032 Hello, boss, I have heard about you for a long time.

Su Zhen was shocked all over, and the blood on her face faded instantly, almost paler than hers.

How could a woman who lived in the boudoir for a long time, who had almost no contact with them in the past 20 years...

How could they have dug up something that even the Bei family didn't know about more than 20 years ago?

"I won't say anything, I just want to make up for what I owe the Su family, and I don't want Priest Su to lose even your last relative, but don't force me."

Crescent Moon never thought of revealing this matter.

All of Priest Su's relatives are dead, and only this aunt who brought him up and treats him as her own is left by her side.

If he knew what happened back then, if he even lost his aunt, he wouldn't know what outrageous things he would do under the blow.

But she shouldn't, she shouldn't, she shouldn't want to start with a baby girl who is less than 7 months old.

Su Zhen suddenly straightened her body slowly, crossed her arms around her chest, and resumed her elegant ladylike posture, but looking into her eyes, there was already a strong killing intent.

But the first to fall into a pool of blood were the two men in suits behind her who had been obediently listening to her orders.

Yueya's pupils contracted sharply, and a scream was still in her throat, and the coldness was aimed at her brow.

Su Zhen didn't intend to force her to ask how she knew about it.

Her social circle is limited, as long as she carefully investigates the people she has come into contact with in the past two years, she will naturally find what she is looking for... the person to silence.

There was another low-pitched sound.

Su Zhen's eyes widened in horror, and the rapidly falling crystal chandelier was automatically blurred. Only Priest Su's handsome face that didn't need any modification was infinitely magnified in front of his eyes.

A sharp cracking sound sounded less than a meter away behind him.

The floor shook slightly.

Crescent Moon's small head was pressed on the chest by the man with one hand, and the warm and firm touch was transmitted through his dry clothes. She closed her eyes, and Gao Xuan's heart instantly calmed down.

This feeling is weird and real.

It seems... the man holding her is not Priest Su who hates her, but Bei Youyang who loves her dearly.

"Ash—"

Su Zhen called Priest Su's name in horror, and ran over staggeringly: "A Si, are you okay? A Si—"

The fragments splashed from the crystal chandelier left several thin and shallow bloodstains on Priest Su's face, and the deepest wound was on the back of his right hand, the hand that was just protecting the back of Yue Yue's head.

Deep visible bone.

"I am fine."

He let go of Yueya and got up, and while Su Zhen was still checking the wound on his face, he inserted his bleeding right hand into his trouser pocket, looked down at Yueya, and said in a cold voice, "Still up? Wait I hug you?"

The successive shocks made Yueya's brain a little blank, not to mention that her limbs, which had been numb from the cold, could not be controlled at all, and she tried hard for a long time, but she still couldn't stand up.

Her whole body was almost soaked as if she had just been fished out of the water. The hug on the ground just now, Priest Su felt like hugging an ice cube.

Pursing her thin lips into a line, she raised her hand and took off her suit jacket and threw it on her, then turned to look at the person behind her: "Send her back."

Su Zhen's face changed slightly when she heard the words: "A Si!"

Priest Su frowned, turned and walked out without emotion: "My arm hurts a little, maybe I just hit it, aunt, you can accompany me to the hospital first."

Su Zhen has been treating Priest Su as her own son for so many years. Seeing the bloodstains on his face cut by broken glass, she felt distressed. Once she heard that he had other injuries on her body, she couldn't care about Yueya anymore. up.

I rushed to accompany him to the hospital.

After Yueya was brought back to the castle, she was thrown directly into Qianli's bedroom.

After lying on the bed for a long time, my frozen body gradually became conscious. My whole body was painful, hot, and wet. I didn't know if the water on my body was not dry, or it was sweating again.

She woke up in a daze, and turned to look at the baby crib beside the bed.

The light was very dim, and she didn't know if it was cloudy or it was indeed dark. She looked at it from several angles several times before she was sure that Qianli was not sleeping in it.

Her body was so heavy that she seemed to be filled with lead. She struggled a few times before she could barely get up. Just as she was about to go out to look for it, the bedroom door was pushed open.

The man with a cold breath was wearing a black V-neck thin sweater and black trousers, showing a bit of elegance and elegance. The few shallow scars on his face had been treated.

He looked at her with cold eyes.

In the blurred light and shadow, Yueya's slender body was trembling slightly. She supported the carved wooden pillar at the end of the bed with one hand, her black and white eyes were astonishingly bright after washing: "Where is Qianli? Why isn't it here?"

Priest Su stared at her: "What happened to those two people?"

Crescent Moon froze for a moment.

The two people he mentioned should be the ones who were killed by his aunt before.

Priest Su walked in front of her slowly, and raised her chin with his long fingers: "Auntie said you killed them."

"..."

I don't know if it was because he just came in from the outside, but the man's fingers were very cold, which made her extremely uncomfortable.

Crescent Moon tilted her head slightly, avoiding his touch.

The man's eyes darkened slightly, he withdrew his hand, and then curled his fingertips into his palm little by little.

After a few seconds of silence, he continued quietly: "Let's not talk about whether you have the guts to kill people, even if you do, I'm afraid you don't have such a high hit rate."

Crescent Moon tugged at the corners of her lips: "So? You are so smart, why do you need to come and ask me?"

She has a soft personality by nature. Right now, she is not feeling well and has no strength, so her voice shows a strange softness. Against that fair little face, she awakens all the protection of a man like an aphrodisiac. Lust and sadism.

The man's Adam's apple silently slid up and down a few times, and he took a step forward, shortening the little distance between the two to zero.

"Tell me, why did my aunt kill them?"

After saying a word, his voice was extremely hoarse, revealing an indescribable dark emotion.

Crescent Moon trembled all over.

If you don't understand what he's asking, just ask him, what do you want to do by being so close to her.

A subconscious rejection action froze the man's further actions.

"Anyone you like?"

His slender fingers caressed her fair and tender face, his voice was soft, but the coldness in his eyes was too strong to melt away: "Bei Yueya, is a woman like you worthy of liking someone?"

The man's eyes darkened little by little: "Come on, tell me, which man has such a bad luck to be attracted by a woman like you?"

Crescent Moon choked slightly, turning her face away from looking at him.

He hated their Bei family so much, if he knew the man she liked, even he would suffer together.

The man's low sneer sounded, somewhat contemptuous and disdainful: "What are you afraid of? I'm just curious. It's too late to pity him. How could I hurt him?"

"……"silence.

This kind of silence looked into the man's eyes, but somehow turned into a kind of provocation.

The darkness that had been suppressed in the depths of his heart for many years seeped out, and the lines of his handsome and gentle face were also subtly changing.

It was as if a completely different person, with the same face, had a completely different breath.

Crescent Moon had never seen him like this before, fear arose from the strangeness.

During the stalemate, the man suddenly got up without saying anything or doing anything, stood by the bed and looked at her expressionlessly for a few seconds, then turned around and walked out.

Crescent Moon propped herself up and sat up with difficulty, and after staying for a while, the panic and helplessness spread to the nerve endings belatedly.

Shouldn't have said that...

That man shouldn't be involved in this endless family revenge.

……

"boss."

The maid hurried upstairs, and at the corner of the stairs, she met Priest Su, who was so gloomy that he could almost drip water, and immediately stopped in fright: "Boss, a man came, claiming to be a doctor sent by the Bei family."

The handsome god-like man went downstairs with a blank expression on his face. There were fine pieces of ice floating in the bottom of his blue eyes: "Get rid of it."

Three crisp words.

The maid hesitated for a moment before adding in a low voice: "But...Miss Luo has already let him in."

Priest Su paused slightly as he went downstairs.

In the noble and elegant living room, with a bonfire in the fireplace, a handsome man in a well-tailored white suit smiled with a thin lips, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Hello, boss, I have heard the name for a long time."

With a gentle and gentle voice, a gentle and elegant temperament, a deep and handsome outline and facial features, he doesn't look like a doctor, but a gentleman carefully cultivated by a wealthy and noble family.

Priest Su narrowed his eyes.

He put one hand into his trouser pocket, walked down with cold steps, and looked at him with a smile that was not a smile with his cold and murderous eyes: "You know where this is, so you dare to rush in?"

An Yisheng also laughed, not only did he not show any timidity under his gaze, but he seemed to be casually chatting with a close friend: "All I know is that my patient is here."

Priest Su laughed directly this time, but the smile didn't spread into his eyes from the beginning to the end: "Patient?"

"I received the entrustment from Youyang half a year ago. Because Yueya was forced to separate from her own daughter, she was prone to depression. As her attending physician, I always have to be responsible. Her current state is not stable and she needs me Come and treat her regularly."

What he said was elegant and decent, but it made the listener feel uncomfortable everywhere.

Because Yue Ya was forced to separate from her biological daughter, she was prone to depression for a while.

Priest Su looked at him, and unconsciously pursed his thin lips in a cold arc: "I will invite her to the psychiatrist, and I will give you a minute to get out of my sight."

The sudden stern tone not only did not make An Yisheng's expression change drastically, but he shook his head and laughed as if he had heard some joke: "She is my patient, and my patient was transferred to other doctors halfway, so spread the word It will have a very bad impact on my career."

"Let him stay."

Luo Huan came out of the kitchen with a fruit platter, and looked at him lightly with delicate and dignified eyebrows: "Since we will hire a doctor for her sooner or later, is there any difference between this person and the one you invited?"

In a word, it seems that nothing has been said, and it seems that everything has been said.

An Yisheng's appearance, figure, and temperament are both outstanding, and he can almost be compared with Priest Su. It is conceivable what kind of sparks such a gentle, gentle and elegant man will collide with Yueya.

Luo Huan wanted him to prove that by keeping An Yisheng by Yueya's side, he proved that he had no feelings for Yueya.

Priest Su didn't speak, but his brows and eyes were filled with displeasure.

However, Luo Huan looked at An Yisheng self-consciously: "Doctor An, the person you are looking for is on the second floor on the second room on the right. He is probably still sick right now and just needs you."

An Yisheng nodded slightly: "Thank you, then I won't bother you."

After the words fell, he went straight upstairs.

The two maids automatically followed him without ordering, in case he made any small moves where they couldn't see.

The man frowned, looking coldly at the woman who sat down on the sofa calmly: "Luo Huan, when did you become so sensitive and naive?!"

Luo Huan smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes: "Probably... since you slept with her quietly, she gave birth to your child quietly, and you picked up the child quietly Come back and tell me it started when a hostess gave birth?"

"..."

After so many years of getting along, he never lied to her, even if it was just a small lie.

It is precisely because of this that it becomes more and more unforgivable that this big lie is so unforgivable.

There were several polite knocks on the bedroom door.

Yueya had a severe headache, her body was limp and she had no strength, she lay on the bed and glanced at the door, but said nothing.

In this bedroom, Priest Su and the two brothers Lucifer would not knock when they came in, and only the maid would knock.

But even the maids never need to listen to her, knocking on the door is just a habitual courtesy.

But this time, after waiting for a while, no one came in.

A few seconds later, the knock on the door sounded again.

She frowned, and said without strength: "Come in."

The bedroom door was pushed open, and Qi Wei's slender white figure appeared out of the corner of his eye, Crescent Moon tilted her head.

Even from different angles, that gentle and handsome face is still so easy to see and make people's heart skip a beat.

Crescent Moon stared at him blankly, for a moment, almost thought she was hallucinating.

After reacting, she sat up abruptly, and looked at him with black and white eyes in surprise: "You...why come here?"

Although he was only her psychiatrist, Priest Su hated Bei's family to the bone, so it was fine for him to be in the lonely city, and coming here alone, with Priest Su's perverted temper, he might not let him go easily.

An Yisheng stood still in front of her, gently stroked her hot and pale face with his well-defined fingers, and seemed to sigh softly: "You are my patient, where the patient is, of course the doctor will be there. "

This sentence sounds wrong at first, but when you think about it carefully, it seems that there is nothing wrong.

Crescent Moon smiled, her eyes shone like two fine diamonds falling into them.

From the first day she came here, she was in a state of extreme depression.

Except for being happy and contented when he was with Qianli, he was almost always surrounded by loneliness and helplessness at other times.

In this strange place, surrounded by strange and hostile people, she fell asleep every night, not sure if she would be lucky enough to wake up the next day.

An Yi was born to her, like the second Bei Youyang.

Although the elder brother cared about her very much, but he was too inarticulate, more often, it was a kind of spiritual fit.

But An Yisheng was different. He appeared when she was most depressed and painful, took care of her in the most gentle way, relieved her of the huge blow she had suffered from losing thousands of miles, and brought her from the dark bedroom to the sunny one. The place.

He is a very good doctor and takes good care of his patients.

But he is not suitable to be a psychiatrist at all, because most people with mental illness are easy to feel dependent on the psychiatrist, plus he has such excellent personal conditions...

I don't know how many women who have been treated by him will fall in love with him secretly, and I don't know how tactful and harmless ways he will refuse.

Yueya worked very hard to hide that little secret love in her heart, for fear of embarrassment if he found out.

She is a person with children, and she is very aware of the distance between herself and him.

An Yisheng didn't bring a medicine box, and even if he did, he would be confiscated if he came here.

There is a separate consulting room in the backyard. He went to ask for some medicines, put on the drip for Yue Yue, and twisted a hot towel to help her wipe her sweaty face: "Sleep, sleep, you'll be fine when you wake up. Yes, huh?"

The night outside was completely silent, and the interior was as warm as spring, and the man dimmed the lights extremely softly.

His voice was low and full of strength, silently calming her restless heart.

Crescent Moon looked at his handsome profile with black and white eyes: "Then where do you sleep?"

An Yisheng smiled, with unknown meaning: "Don't worry, someone will come to arrange a bedroom for me in a while."

Crescent Moon's head was drowsy, she didn't think much about it when he said that, she nodded, and fell asleep in a short while.

The hour hand turns round and round.

At 11 o'clock, the maid knocked on the door and came in: "An Yisheng, boss asked me to take you to your guest bedroom."

An Yisheng unhurriedly took off the wet towel from Yueya's forehead: "Wait a little longer, the liquid is not finished yet."

Crescent Moon's blood vessels are relatively thin, so he slowed down the infusion speed. The infusion should have been completed in more than an hour, but now it has not been completed for two hours.

The maid didn't urge him any more, but she didn't leave either, she just stood by and watched.

After waiting another 20 minutes, the man got up and pulled out the needle on Yue Yue's wrist.

His movements were very skillful, the needle was pulled out, Crescent Moon didn't even frown, and she still slept soundly and steadily.

He pressed his dry and warm hand to her forehead, and after testing the temperature, he put together the infusion line and the infusion bottle and threw them into the trash can: "Leave someone here to watch tonight, if you have any questions, remember to call I."

His orders were taken for granted, and he didn't appear overbearing at all, as if she should obey his orders naturally.

The maid shouldn't have agreed, but by some coincidence, she nodded and agreed instinctively.

……

At 11:30, An Yisheng left from the second floor and was assigned to the guest bedroom on the third floor.

At 1:39 in the morning, Lucifer came out of the bedroom, dressed in black tights, and put the silencer on his palm.

Lucis drank some wine outside, and when he came back, he happened to meet the man who was going downstairs.

(End of this chapter)