The only favorite of the wealthy: the black-bellied president is busy chasing his wife

After Nangong Ming left, Qiao Yixin gave Gu Ning a hard look, and took the hot porridge from the insulated box from the table next to him. The hot porridge would be changed every few hours for the past two days. Let Gu Ning wake up at any time and have something to eat.

And the person who carefully prepared all this chose to leave after Gu Ning woke up, and there was no one else.

Qiao Yixin fed Gu Ning to eat porridge spoonful by spoonful, and kept nagging: "Tell me about you, when Chen Yaoran was here, I said that you like others, and everyone likes you, but you have to say that is Agreement, now that you are here with Nangong Ming, you are saying the same thing again. Are you talking about it? How can there be so many love agreements that you think are romance novels?"

Qiao Yixin looked like he hated iron but steel, which made Gu Ning dumbfounded.

"No, I don't think I'm worthy of him. I can't return his love with 100% sincerity, why should I love? Can you understand?" Gu Ning said slowly to Qiao Yixin, He was very serious in his eyebrows and no longer teased.

How could Qiao Yixin not understand? When you have such a person in your heart, no matter how good someone is around you, no matter how moved you are, you still cannot accept it.

So now Qiao Yixin still looks at them from a distance every now and then, looking at them happy as if she is also very happy.

Seeing Qiao Yixin lose his mind for a moment, Gu Ning certainly knew what she was doing.

He sighed and asked, "Is Mu Ke about to give birth?"

Qiao Yixin nodded, with indescribable sadness between her eyebrows.

Both of them are people who are deeply in the quagmire of love, and they are both people who have to be alone.

What a great fate this should be.

After Nangong Ming left, he went directly to the villa where Ling Jiu'er often stayed. Because he had the key, it was expected that Ling Jiu'er would be there at this time, so Nangong Ming went in.

Sure enough, Ling Jiu'er was wearing a fiery red evening dress, her thin back was bare, showing a perfect line.

Seeing Nangong Ming approaching, he gently shook the goblet in his hand, turned around and looked at him with a chuckle: "You're here~"

That laugh was full of style.

However, Nangong Ming turned a blind eye, walked over, grabbed her by the neck, and lifted her up: "I said before, my things, my people, without my permission, can't be decided by other people. "

Ling Jiu'er was pinched almost out of breath, but she didn't struggle, and looked at Nangong with a coquettish smile.

"Other people? It's been five years, and I'm still that other person?"

Ling Jiu'er was pinched to speak, speaking in ventriloquist, the voice was extremely weird, but extremely desolate.

Nangong Ming let go suddenly, and Ling Jiu'er fell to the ground with a red mark on her fair neck.

"If there is a next time, I will kill you." After speaking, Nangong Ming turned around without looking at her.

"Nangong Ming, don't be stupid. Why are you approaching Gu Ning? Don't forget your original purpose. If Gu Ning knows all this, do you think it's still possible for you?"

Ling Jiu'er roared at Nangong Ming's back.

However, his footsteps did not stop because of this, and he was still walking straight forward, only to hear: "My affairs, I decide by myself."

That's right, he is Nangong Ming, he is the number one killer in the organization, a lunatic, he still lives and dies only for Gu Ning - Chen Yaoran.

"Hehehe..." Ling Jiu'er fell on the ground, and she burst into tears with a smile.