Beiming Yue said overbearing, "I can't help you! Don't forget, you are my fiancee. The Feng family has promised to marry you to me."
Feng Qingyan: "but I haven't agreed yet."
Hearing the speech, the more handsome face of Beiming suddenly sank: "dare you say it again!"
Feng Qingyan: "......"
After a short pause, Feng Qingyan took Beiming Yue by the cuff and said softly, "Beiming Yue, I really can't just leave. Please."
Beiming's deeper and deeper eyes stared at her and asked, "why can't you leave?"
Feng Qingyan pursed his lips and replied, "I signed the contract for that play. I'll break the contract if I leave."
Beiming Yue: "I will pay them ten times the penalty."
"But..."
"Nothing but! One more word, and I'll break your leg!"
“........”
Looking at the man's sullen appearance, Feng Qingyan immediately shut up. I'm afraid the devil will break her leg in a rage.
Over the years, she has heard many rumors about the terror of Beiming Yue. Every time she hears these rumors, she prays secretly not to be caught by him.
But he caught him anyway.
doorway.
Murong Jing helplessly helps her forehead.
Boss has such a temper. No wonder Feng Qingyan wants to run away!
Now she knows why Shi Qian can be eaten by Lord Zhan.
That gentle and considerate appearance is really much better than the boss who always breaks someone's legs.
Feeling someone at the door, Beiming Yue asked coldly: "who?"
Murong Jing recovered, listened to the angry voice, shivered, and said cautiously, "it's me, sect leader, Murong Jing."
"What is it?"
"It's getting late. Should we prepare dinner now?"
Beiming looked at the little woman beside him and said, "get ready." After a pause, he added, "prepare more sweet ones."
Feng Qingyan likes sweets.
"OK, I'll tell you right away."
Feng Qingyan doesn't know what Beiming Yue means. He thinks he also likes sweet food.
At that time, she didn't have much thought to think about anything else, and she was thinking about how to stay.
If she goes to North America with Beiming Yue, what will her son do? She will become a poor little child without parents.
No, she decided not to leave with Beiming Yue.
Seeing that she was distracted, Beiming Yue suddenly pinched her chin, raised her small face slightly, and asked, "what do you think?"
Feng Qingyan looked at him and suddenly asked, "why?"
Beiming was more and more stunned, wondering, "what and why?"
"Why must I be your fiancee? Why must you take me away?"
Feng Qingyan really doesn't understand. She doesn't think that Beiming will like her more, but he insists on her.
Beiming moved his lips more and more, as if he wanted to say something, but he seemed a little speechless. He stared at her for a long time, and then suddenly said, "if our sect leader wants you, he wants you!"
Feng Qingyan: "......"
Want to hit people!
Soon dinner was ready.
They went out of the room and went downstairs to the restaurant.
Looking at the woman sitting opposite him eating, Beiming's lips flashed a faint arc.
Feng Qingyan is absent-minded.
She can't escape. She can only persuade Beiming Yue not to leave before she tries to find a way.
But apart from those rumors, she didn't know much about Beiming Yue, and didn't know how to convince such a domineering man.
Seeing that she was absent-minded, Beiming Yue suddenly asked, "what's the matter? Not to my taste?"
Feng Qingyan looked up at him and shook his head: "No."
Beiming Yue's eyes narrowed slightly, with a trace of danger: "do you still want to escape?!"