CEO's 100 Days after Wedding

Cold words ink lips tightly close, eyes clearly with fear, but the face is calm.

If he doesn't obey Jiang Fengming, he knows coldly that he can't live today, let alone after.

Jiang Fengming looks at the way that Mo dares to be angry but not to speak, and feels comfortable in his heart inexplicably.

It is to make Leng Yanmo afraid of him, to be afraid of him, to respect him, to listen to him, and to grow up to be the kind of person he wants Leng Yanmo to be.

Thinking of this, Jiang Fengming's smile is more meaningful.

"Ten, nine, eight..."

Jiang Fengming looks at the second hand on his watch and reads the countdown.

"Five, four, three..."

Even though he was unconvinced and reluctant, he knew that people had to bow their heads under the eaves.

Moreover, his lung is seriously ill, and whether he can live or not is a problem.

We have to have a second operation, and we don't know if we can stick to it.

However, there is no doubt that he must live, live well.

He must live, he cannot die, he must not die.

"Two..." Jiangfengming's eyes gradually narrowed, and the tone was cold to the bone. The sound of the words seemed to squeeze out from the teeth?

Is it true that this silly boy doesn't want to live?

"Is it OK not to call dad?" He made a cold voice and bit his lip, with a sad look on his face.

"When I call dad, I think of him." The tone of cold words Mo takes a bit sad, "but, he and mom, gave up on me, didn't they?"

Jiang Fengming saw that lengyanmo did not refuse him directly. After pondering for a moment, he felt that what he said was reasonable.

"That's father." Jiang Fengming thought about it and spoke slowly.

Coldly, Mo pursed his lips, bit his teeth and bowed his head, "father."

It's like squeezing these two words out of your teeth.

"Speak up." Jiangfengming pick eyebrows, eyes deep stare at the face of cold words.

Cold words Mo took a deep breath, forced down the unwilling heart, and called out, "father."

Just his head, still low, don't know how to look at jiangfengming, with what eyes, with what expression.

Look at a man who kidnapped him, put him under house arrest, wanted to kill him and save him.

Now, this man has one more identity, his father.

Coldly, Mo lowered his head and clenched his teeth tightly. His fingers clenched tightly together and held it hard. It seemed that he wanted to break something.

"Look up." Jiang Fengming ordered.

Coldly, Mo remained unmoved and kept his head down.

"I said, look up." Jiang Fengming's tone suddenly cold, with a threatening and dangerous atmosphere.

"Listen, I never like repetition." Jiang Fengming put his hand on the chin of lengyanmo, then he squeezed it hard.

"Ah Cold words ink eat pain, called a, he felt his chin in an instant almost be pinched dislocated.

"Do you understand?" Jiang Fengming came close, looked down at the cold words, and sent out a chill all over.

"I understand." Cold words Mo pain brow tight Cu, whole small face all wrinkly Ba together.

"Keep calling." Jiang Fengming pinches the chin of cold words and ink, slightly loosens some strength, and says without expression.

"Father." Cold words Mo hang Mou, shout a way.

"Look at me." Jiang Fengming pinches lengyanmo's chin again, forcing lengyanmo's eyes to look at him.

Cold words bite the lip.