But Jin Beisen is a very smart person. He knows that Xu Ningsheng is stimulating himself at the moment, so he can't let it happen!
In a few seconds, Jin Beisen's handsome face full of haze immediately cleared away the haze. His beautiful thin lips closed one by one and said something that annoyed Xu Ningsheng.
"Do you know there's a mole on her ass? Do you know there is a scar on her right chest? Or have you seen her in a black lace nightdress? " Jin Beisen's face was gentle and calm.
Xu Ningsheng was so angry that he looked like a palette. He was green and white for a while, and could not speak a word.
Jin Beisen sat at the same place with an expression of alienation, rolling Xu Ningsheng for minutes with a steady momentum.
The air around him seemed to condense in an instant. It was very quiet and terrible. After a while, Xu Ningsheng began to talk.
"So, are you proud?"
"No I just want to give you an example to show you that people don't have to show off the past, because the past, after all, is the past. " On Jin Beisen's sharp face like a knife, there is a calm and confident smile. The smile from the ruddy lips is very beautiful.
Compared with momentum, Xu Ningsheng lost, compared with status, money, identity, Xu Ningsheng still lost
is the only advantage of Xu Ning's rise. Zhou Manchun's love for years is like a bubble, broken by Jin Beisen's touch.
There was no emotion on Jin Beisen's indifferent face, but a suffocating atmosphere came from the office.
There is no doubt that Jin Beisen is king. Xu Ningsheng is a bodyguard at best.
The identity difference between the two is too big, so they are not comparable at all. Xu Ningsheng is making a fool of himself today, so Jin Beisen completes him.
Jin Beisen's words have completely trampled on Xu Ningsheng's dignity. Xu Ningsheng's expression is unhappy, and he clenches his teeth secretly.
"One day, you will become her past style." Xu Ningsheng's eyes glittered with crystal eyes, as if he saw the hope in the distance. He had such a premonition in his heart. Zhou Manchun and Jin Beisen would definitely break up.
"Of course, compared with tomorrow, today's her is my past style, but she will always be my present tense, so don't worry about it." Jin Beisen folded his legs and his long suit pants glowed. He looked down slightly at the Patek Philippe watch on his wrist. He had been talking with Xu Ningsheng for half an hour.
In the past half an hour, almost both of them are firing at each other. Jin Beisen is just relying on Zhou Manchun to like himself and get better.
"I won't give her up to you easily." Xu Ningsheng bit his lips and looked at Jin Beisen.
"Then you can try..." Jin Beisen said with an endless smile, with a hint of irony in his tone. He thought to himself, what qualification does Xu Ningsheng have to shout with himself?
Xu Ningsheng suddenly straightened up, his face was as gray as death. He was obviously very angry with Jin Beisen.
When Jin Beisen saw this, his lips were thin and slightly raised. He said with a smile, "slow down."
Xu Ningsheng stepped out of the office with a cold face. Just after entering the elevator, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and sent a wechat message to Jin Shuwen: let's go to the water park tomorrow.
Jin Shuwen replied after a few minutes: OK, that's great.
Xu Ningsheng stares at Jin Shuwen's dialog box and gets confused. Although he is sorry for Jin Shuwen, he is unwilling to give Zhou Manchun to Jin Beisen.
The shame in his heart gradually spread in the closed elevator room. Xu Ningsheng turned off his mobile phone, and then quickly pressed the home key to send Jin Shuwen a sign of love.
Jin Shuwen, who was watching the script from the balcony, bumped into the deer. After receiving Xu Ningsheng's reply, she jumped up from the reclining chair excitedly and almost threw the script down from the second floor.
Jin Shuwen was full of thoughts. Although she couldn't understand why Xu Ningsheng asked for an appointment, she believed that Xu Ningsheng must be interesting to her. It was so good that their distance seemed to be a step further.
In the evening, Jiaru hospital.
Zhou Manchun has done three operations in the operating room. When she came out, she was almost off work. She touched her wrist, and finally the gauze could be removed.
She walked to cardiology with light steps.
Jiang Jingqi sits in the nurse station and writes a document. Zhou Manchun walks over and slaps her on the shoulder.
"Ah!" Jiang Jingqi was startled. She looked up white to see Zhou Manchun. There was some panic in her eyes.
"What's the matter? What can I do in such a hurry? " Zhou Manchun's unhappy hands circle.
"No You scared me. " Jiang Jingqi pretends to pat her chest calmly to hide her inner panic.
"Xiaoqi, come to the office and help me remove the gauze." Zhou Manchun smiled and said with full charm.
Jiang Jingqi quickly got up, turned to the nurse station and took the medical tools, followed Zhou Manchun into the office.
Untie the layers of gauze, Jiang Jingqi circle by circle, Zhou Manchun is staring at his wrist, the other two days, Jin Beisen brought a bottle of mysterious potion and asked her to spray it on the wound, saying that it can remove scars, Zhou Manchun although some do not believe it, but chose to try.
She is a doctor, but she has never heard of any liquid medicine that can remove scars in a short time, and I don't know where Jin Beisen got it. Zhou Manchun doesn't care about scars, but Jin Beisen is very interested in her wounds.
"Wow There is really no scar. It's amazing. " Jiang Jingqi's face was full of admiration. President Jin's magic medicine is really too smart.
Zhou Manchun touched her wrist with disbelief. The skin was smooth and delicate, as if she had never been hurt. There was a touch of joy in her eyes. Even the air around her seemed to be filled with happiness.
"Yes, such a good medicine should be popularized all over the world." Zhou Manchun immediately developed his professional ethics, thinking of compassion.
"Pull it down. This medicine can have such a magical effect. Ordinary people can't afford it." Jiang Jingqi nuzui, look at Zhou Manchun enviously, she saw Zhou Manchun spray the wound with that bottle of yellow magic medicine, it looks like a very common spray.
Zhou Manchun laughs and takes the spray out of his bag. He quickly opens the lid and sprays it on his calf.
Her fingers gently touched her leg wound, which was scratched by Qi Nuosha. But after spraying the medicine, the wound was really good, and the scar was very thin.