Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

"I will treat the child as my own, and I don't care about that." Ji Ziyang clasped her wrist tightly, so hard that she already felt a little pain.

Huo Beicheng looked at the two people in the room with cold eyes, his hands clenched tightly together, the veins on the back of his hands almost burst out.

There seemed to be a soaring anger in his chest that was about to surge up, as if it was about to explode at any time.

"Ji Ziyang, let go." Jiang Muyu looked at Ji Ziyang beside him in shock, her fingers felt cold.

She never thought that Ji Ziyang, who always laughed and scolded her, would say such things now.

What does he want to do?
No, he must have drunk too much now, his mind is just not clear, he is just talking drunk.

"let's go."

Huo Beicheng stepped forward a few steps, grabbed Jiang Muyu's other hand firmly, and pulled her towards the door.

only--

Another force stopped them from leaving.

Ji Ziyang didn't let go, he held Jiang Muyu's right wrist tightly, his peach blossom eyes almost narrowed, "Huo Beicheng, why are you leaving in such a hurry? Why don't you let her choose?"

"Let go."

Huo Beicheng tried his best to suppress his anger, watching Ji Ziyang grab her hand, his voice seemed to be cold as if he wanted to kill someone.

Jiang Muyu gritted her teeth and forced herself to calm down.

"Ji Ziyang, let go first." She wanted to pull out her wrist, but found that Ji Ziyang's grip was very tight, and she couldn't break free no matter what.

Ji Ziyang smiled lightly, his smile was gorgeous and beautiful:

"Elm lump, you gave up on the Huo family when you were young, didn't you? Why do you want to go back now? He can have countless women, and you are just his plaything."

Jiang Muyu was taken aback, and looked up at Huo Beicheng in a panic.

Looking at his eyes as deep and cold as ice, the breath in his body seems to be swallowing people.

……

The tacit agreement between the two of them did not mention the matter, and the love and affection between the two of them during this period of time seemed to have forgotten all the unhappiness in the past.

But now, Ji Ziyang tore them apart nakedly in such a face-to-face manner.

"Jiang Muyu, you should be sober, Niannian and they don't want you to wrong yourself." Ji Ziyang's smile gradually faded, his eyes seemed a little drunk but also very sober looking at her.

"Ji Ziyang, you're drunk."

She was a little flustered and could only stop him with a voice.

I just want to remind myself, and tell Young Master Huo that Ji Ziyang is just talking drunk now.

"Really? I'm drunk?" Ji Ziyang chuckled abruptly, his eyes swept over the two of them, his eyelashes couldn't cover the struggle in his eyes.

He stared at the two of them closely, "I'm drunk, but you are still sober, Huo Beicheng, you will not forget those things, right? Elm Lumpy didn't hide anything from me, she told me everything. About you Everything, including..."

"To shut up!"

"boom--"

Huo Beicheng's pupils tightened, and under a low voice, he slammed his fist hard on Ji Ziyang's face, knocking the drunk man to the ground with the aura of almost murder.

Jiang Muyu turned pale with shock, and hugged his arm, "Stop beating, let's go home first, shall we? Young Master Huo, let's go home first."

Her voice was visibly trembling, her fingers holding him were almost white, and she pulled him with all her strength.

The furious Huo Beicheng made her feel terrified at this moment, she knew that this time he was really angry.