How can the president be fierce

Chapter 3479 Sweet Marriage Chapter 2041 If Bei Yueya dies, let us both be buried with him!

"Tsk tsk! Don't look at her! She has been played by several executives of our company, and dare to miss our president..."

"Hey, tell me, the North Council is a sister control? Could it be that you like your sister?"

"Don't talk nonsense! Be careful to be heard by the president!"

"..."

From the first day Yueya entered Beishi, the rumors about her and Beiyouyang have never subsided, and the news that she was pregnant has not been picked up by someone to make a big fuss.

Crescent Moon overheard it when she was going to the bathroom. Several female staff were discussing in full swing, and all kinds of hot and sexy scenes were described vividly by them.

At that time, I just felt dumbfounded.

Now suddenly there is a diamond ring on her ring finger, but Bei Youyang has nothing on her hand. The news that she is about to get married has finally suppressed those messy rumors.

The driver respectfully opened the car door for them.

Bei Youyang glanced at his watch, lowered his head and told the little woman beside him: "Go home before eight o'clock in the evening, and Mom and Dad's plane lands at about 08:30, we have to pick it up."

Crescent Moon nodded obediently: "Okay."

After seeing him into the car, she turned around and ran towards a white BMW parked far away on the side of the road.

An Yisheng leaned against the car, watched her run in with a smile, and opened his arms to embrace the little woman who was running towards him: "Why are you running in such a hurry? It won't do anything if I wait a little longer."

Crescent Moon stood up straight, her eyes smiled into two crescent moon shapes: "It's nice to see you!"

Falling in love with a psychiatrist is really such a relaxed and joyful thing, his every move is simply perfect.

He will pick her up at Bei's house before she goes to work, and will wait for her outside the group before she leaves work.

You will notice that she is unhappy, you will guess why she is unhappy from a sentence or two, and you will make her happy in a few minutes.

I will give her the most beautiful roses, I will take her to see the most beautiful night scene, and I will know what dishes she likes and what flavors she hates...

Yueya thinks that he is doing very well, but besides being very good, she always feels that something is missing.

The question of what was missing, she had to think about it for several days before she figured it out.

This man is so gentlemanly, he takes care of her like a princess, not as if he is in love with a lover.

He never kissed her, let alone hinted at any indescribable things. The most physical contact he had with her was holding hands and touching her face.

It's not that she wants him to touch her too much, but in a sense, can his behavior be regarded as a kind of dislike?

But if he didn't like it, why did he propose to her?

"What are you thinking?" The man's sudden voice pulled back her drifting thoughts.

Yueya came back to her senses, and hurriedly coughed covertly: "It's nothing, I'm just a little busy at work today, and I'm tired."

An Yisheng put one hand on the steering wheel, and the other hand was free to hold her tender little hand: "I heard that Youyang will cook something for you when you are in a bad mood?"

Bei Youyang is notoriously machismo. When he and Zhizhi were studying in the United States, he would not cook unless Zhizhi was in a bad mood or sick.

In fact, it was the same in Bei's house. Unless she was in a bad mood and refused to eat, he rarely took the initiative to cook.

"Just when I got off work, I stopped by and bought some dishes you like. Please appreciate them tonight to see whether your brother's cooking skills are good or mine."

Yueya smiled, and said in a half-true and half-fake tone: "If I said that you are amazing, would you tell brother?"

An Yisheng also laughed, and joked: "Of course! We've known each other for so long, and we can't compare to him in everything. It's hard to compare with him in one thing. Naturally, we want to show off in front of him."

Crescent Moon wrinkled the tip of her nose: "You are happy, and I will be finished if my brother troubles me later."

Talking and laughing all the way, Yueya's little depression was unknowingly thrown out of the sky.

……

An Yisheng lived in a high-end single apartment. After the car drove into the garage, An Yisheng got out of the car. Just as he took out the fruits and vegetables from the trunk, his cell phone rang suddenly.

He took it out to take a look, then turned to look at Yueya: "A patient passed by me and just wanted to get some medicine. I'll go out and give it to him. You go upstairs first, 16 on the 202th floor. This is the key."

Yue Yue shook her head: "No, I'll just wait for you here for a while."

An Yisheng handed her the key, his voice was still gentle but he could not refuse: "Go up first, this underground parking lot is gloomy, I don't feel at ease here by yourself, be good, go upstairs first."

Crescent Moon couldn't hold back, so she had to reach out to take it. Just as she was about to pick up those vegetables, the man stopped her with one hand.

"I'll take these when I come back. You go upstairs first and watch TV to pass the time. I'll be right back."

When she was with him, except for her bag, she basically didn't need to hold anything else.

This is An Yisheng's self-cultivation as a gentleman. If she forced him to take it, it would make him uncomfortable.

Yueya thought so, and didn't insist anymore: "Then you go and come back quickly."

An Yisheng slightly closed his fingers holding the phone, but kept a gentle smile on his face: "Okay, I'll take you into the elevator first."

Crescent Moon held the key, turned around after entering the elevator, and waved to him with a smile.

The elevator door slowly closed in front of him.

The slight smile on An Yisheng's lips quickly disappeared without a trace.

The reflective elevator door reflected his cold and thin face, and when his bony fingers touched it, the temperature reaching the fingertips was cold.

……

This is Crescent Moon's first visit to An Yisheng's apartment.

Unexplainably nervous.

Although we chatted happily in the car, I always felt that he was a little absent-minded, maybe he was thinking about...

She blushed, shouldn't she?
Judging by his performance these days, even if he wants to, he should do it step by step. He won't suddenly want to be with her... right?

Hmm, today he simply wanted to invite her to have a taste of her craft.

While comforting himself in this way, he tore off his collar and took a look—too bad, I didn’t wear a complete set of underwear today...

As soon as this thought flashed through her mind, she hurriedly raised her hand and hammered her head vigorously. It was too evil, how could she think about not wanting her body but had already started to prepare?

But it's necessary just in case, after all, they will get married in a week, so it's better to do it early or late.

My head was in a mess, and even the finger holding the key began to tremble for no reason, and I dropped it twice in a row before finally opening the door.

In a completely unfamiliar environment, she raised her hand to touch it, but accidentally touched the light switch.

Fortunately, after pressing it a few times, it was always dark in front of my eyes.

broken?Or is she driving it the wrong way?
When she lowered her head to look for her phone, she felt a heat on her neck, as if something had flown by.

Subconsciously raised his hand to touch it, but felt sticky.

Before she realized what the sticky palm was, sharp pain had already swept through her nerves, she instinctively curled up, and a muffled groan escaped from between her lips and teeth.

With a 'bang' sound, one flew past her shoulder and penetrated into the wall behind her, as if it was aimed at her, but for some reason it suddenly lost its aim.

After a few seconds of silence, in the dark room, a beam of bright light fell straight on Yue Yue who was lying in a pool of blood.

"ohmygod!"

The man sighed in a sexy and deep voice, then bent down, grabbed the corner of Yue Yue's clothes with one hand, and tore off a piece of cloth with slight force to wrap around her bleeding neck.

After a simple bandage, he lifted her up, tightened the silk rope around his waist, and jumped down from the window sill...

……

The autumn wind was rustling, and by the deserted river, the door of a parked black off-road vehicle was opened.

Lucis, who was smoking fidgetily, saw Lucifer getting into the car covered in blood, and cursed: "You are fucking injured?! I thought you were so good, just such a little psychiatrist. Are you covered in blood?"

Originally he planned to go, but recently the boss was very dissatisfied with him, Lucifer was worried that his frizzy character would be discovered by the people of the North Clan again, so he went out in person.

Lucifer took the tissue from the driver, wiped the sticky blood on his palm indiscriminately, and said in a rare tense voice, "You killed the wrong person!"

Lucis snorted and didn't take it seriously: "What a big deal I am! Didn't I just kill the wrong person? How few people died in your hands?"

"It's Bei Yue Ya!"

"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."

Lucis accidentally choked on a puff of cigarettes and coughed again and again. After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at him in surprise: "You killed Bei Yueya?!"

"It should be, I'm not sure, just throw her in the emergency room of the hospital and slip away."

"..."

After a few seconds of dead silence, Lucis frowned and took a few puffs of cigarettes, before making up his mind and saying: "If you die, you will die! There is no point in keeping such a scourge! Save Asi not to move at all." Just go crazy and do something out of the ordinary."

"You know what!!"

Lucifer was very irritable at the moment, he was chattering on one side, he was depressed, and he kicked hard: "If Bei Yueya dies, we two will wait to be buried with him!"

Lucis staggered from being kicked, and suddenly became angry: "Just say it wasn't intentional, and it's over?"

And judging by his appearance, it was true that he did not intentionally hurt Bei Yueya.

He went to kill An Yisheng, and she, Bei Yueya, came to her door automatically to seek death, who was to blame?Asi can't just push the blame on them indiscriminately.

He thought optimistically.

Lucifer gave him an idiotic look.

He knew Huan'er Huan'er all day long, except for Luo Huan's affairs, he usually had almost nothing in his head.

……

USA, California.

A matte black Lamborghini roared by, its tires screeching against the ground.

Luo Huan had just finished a grand fashion show, which didn't end until early in the morning. She was exhausted from tossing and tossing. She was resting in the bedroom at the moment, when she was startled by this sharp voice, and instantly woke up.

The first reaction was that something happened.

She has been by Priest Su's side all year round, and she is already used to various sudden situations. No matter how sleepy she is, as long as she notices something strange, she will wake up quickly.

He hurriedly opened the quilt and got out of bed, but only had time to see a familiar sports car driving out of sight.

She had never seen him drive at such a speed, even in the most dangerous time, he was always calm and reassuring.

After standing by the window in a daze for a while, she seemed to have come to her senses, turned around and hurried downstairs: "What happened? Where did the boss go?"

She has been a model since she was ten years old. After so many years, her elegant and noble temperament has been deeply rooted in her bones. Even if she is at home, she walks very reservedly.

What's more, when she comes out of the bedroom every day, she must have put on exquisite makeup and well-matched clothes.

Therefore, running down so suddenly regardless of her image, the maids were stunned and looked at her in surprise.

One of them reacted a little faster, and hurriedly replied: "The boss came down from upstairs. He left without saying anything. We don't know."

"What about Luciferus?"

The castle is very big. Although they live together, they usually have nothing to do. The Lucifer brothers rarely come here, and the maids on both sides are also separated. When she asked this question, all she got was the maid shaking her head. action.

Luo Huan bit her lip, stopped wasting time on them, turned around and went back upstairs.

Priest Su's study is a forbidden place for everyone, unless he asks someone to go in, otherwise no one dares to break in casually.

Luo Huan once went in because he was bored when he was free, and he happened to bump into him.

Although he didn't lose his temper, the man's face was gloomy for a long time, which made her feel much more uncomfortable than losing his temper directly.

Over time, it is hardly involved.

But at this moment, her beating heart made her enter by accident.

The sandalwood study room is mixed with his unique cold and dark fragrance. Where the eyes are, there are boring bookshelves and books, which are neatly arranged.

Luo Huan stood still in front of the desk, raised his hand to touch the coffee cup that was set aside, it was still hot.

Sliding her fingertips over the clean and spotless desk, she slowly sat down in the leather sofa chair, her gaze swept over the stacked documents, books, vases...

Finally landed on the computer screen.

The screen is clean, nothing, but if you pay attention, you can see a minimized folder in the lower left corner.

Even the file name is just -- folder of new folder.

Instinctively, I raised my hand and pressed the mouse, and tapped with my index finger...

It's a video folder, with the date, occupying the entire screen.

Luo Huan stared at the latest date, and suddenly thought of it, that day happened to be the date of Bei Yueya's latest video with Qianli...

……

lonely city.

In the Central Hospital, after 6 hours of intense rescue, Crescent Moon was finally pushed out of the operating room.

An Luo rushed over with teary eyes, and when she saw her daughter's face so pale that she couldn't see a trace of blood, her nerves, which had been tense for 6 hours, collapsed and she passed out.

The man behind him firmly caught the fainting wife, frowned and hugged her horizontally, and looked at the doctor: "How is Crescent Moon?"

The attending doctor took off his mask, and his eyes were full of rejoicing: "Fortunately, the bullet just grazed the neck and did not hurt the carotid artery. The operation was a success. Don't worry, Mr. Bei, the young lady just lost too much blood, and it will be over soon." OK."

If it really hurt the main artery in the neck and the blood gushed out directly, I'm afraid it would have died on the road.

Bei Fanxing heaved a sigh of relief, and told his son who was silently watching Yueya beside him: "Youyang, take care of your sister, and I will send your mother back first."

Bei Youyang nodded, his voice flat and almost numb: "Okay."

……

Bei Fanxing left with An Luo in his arms, You Yang accompanied Yue Ya to the ward, and the corridor suddenly seemed much deserted.

Ji Zhizhi has just been pregnant for two months, and this is the time when the morning sickness reaction is the most severe. Just seeing the appearance of the crescent moon, she felt even more depressed.

The Bei family has always had strict requirements on their children. If Yueya hadn't been stolen by Priest Su when she was a child, she would have received the same rigorous training in attack and self-protection as they did.

At least in a short time, you can feel the danger approaching and avoid it in time.

She sighed sadly: "Let's go back first, Yueya needs to rest now, I'll go back and make some blood-enriching soup for her."

After speaking, he turned around and took a step forward, only to find that Ji Zichuan was still standing there, with deep marks on his stern and resolute side face.

She raised her hand and tugged at his sleeve: "Hey! Which beautiful daughter do you want? I know I haven't touched you for a month and wronged you, but you don't need to be so preoccupied in front of me, right?"

Ji Zichuan came back to his senses, raised his hand and touched her little head: "It's okay, let's go."

"Don't be okay, tell me, what were you thinking just now?"

"It's nothing."

"Do you want to talk? Don't talk about sleeping in the study tonight!"

"..."

Ji Zichuan was silent, and looked down at her speechlessly: "I heard that Yueya was assassinated in An Yisheng's apartment? And it was the first time she went there?"

"That's right, I heard that I made an appointment to have dinner with An Yisheng, but he had a temporary patient, so he left for a while, letting Yueya go first..."

As Ji Zhizhi was talking, he suddenly stopped and frowned.

An Yisheng was still recording a statement with the police. She only found out after asking about it. At that time, she didn't take it seriously.

Now that I repeat it again, I feel...

It's a bit too much of a coincidence.

There are many coincidences in this world, but I am afraid that the natural coincidences are as much as the man-made coincidences.

As for what kind of coincidence it is, of course we still have to investigate to find out.

"I suddenly remembered something..."

She lazily leaned on his arm, and said in a meaningful tone, "I heard that An Yisheng had been entangled with a woman for more than half a year before proposing to Yueya?"

It is impossible for a man to be entangled with a woman he doesn't like for so long.

Either deep love, or shallow love, after all, there must be a little love.

Why did you suddenly propose to Yue Yue?

Obviously he doesn't look like the kind of little boy who is greedy for glory and wealth, and vainly trying to cling to the rich...

(End of this chapter)