Forced marriage contract: Divorce dear

Chapter 472 I really want to become stronger (7)

Today is the first time to go to work, and she deeply feels how difficult it is to manage a company well.

She admired Bai Mingze from the bottom of her heart.

Such a young man can actually take over a company as big as Bai's.

When will she, Lin Kexun, be able to do something that will impress others?

She lowered her head, reached out to touch her belly, and sighed, "Honey, is mom really useless?"

"Now, your father is locked up by your grandfather, but your mother doesn't know what to do..."

The reason why Bai Nian didn't take action until now is probably because of Gu Manni's affairs.

This incident may have angered him.

Once again his hopes were dashed, and of course it wasn't going to let them get away with it.
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White House—

Outside the hollow carved window, a red rose climbed in from the window, smiling in the sunlight.

The crystal chandelier on the roof, under the blowing of the wind, made a pleasant jingle sound like wind chimes.

On the big tree outside the window, on the branches, there are a few naughty birds jumping around.

Big white bed. . .

The beautiful and seductive young man lay there motionless, his dark eyes were as cold as ice, even the warm sunlight could not melt them.

Outside the door, stood four sturdy men.

Under the window, there is also a group of people around.

The room where the young man was was surrounded tightly.

With a creak, the heavy wooden door was gently pushed open.

A maid came in with some meals.

Before taking a step, I heard a cold voice, "Get out~!"

The maid was taken aback, "Master..."

The boy turned his head. . .

The sharp eyes were like sharp blades, with a terrifying cold light, "Get out~!"

Every word he said, the words he spoke carried a cold breath, as if they had come from hell.

The maid trembled in fright, "Young master, you...you eat these meals."

Bai Mingze didn't make a sound. . .

In the next second, the lamp on the bedside was thrown over.

The maid hurried away.

Even so, she was hit with a small gash on her forehead.

Blood flowed out immediately, blurring one of her eyes.

With a "snap", the crystal lamp fell to the ground, making a crisp and sharp sound.

The maid clutched her forehead, turned and ran out of the room with eyes full of fear.

(End of this chapter)