She hid her pregnancy and faked her death, and the CEO turned gray overnight

Zhou Gu reached out to hold the back of her head, slowly relaxed his tight body, and allowed her to bite him.

Soon, blood seeped out of the white shirt.

I don’t know how much effort she used.

Severe pain hit him, and the corners of the man's lips curved into a fond smile.

It would be nice if she could vent, at least her happiness, anger, sorrow and joy are tied to him.

"Love, the supreme power, is like a heavy shackle, which can make people breathless. This is not suitable for you."

Wen Qing did not let go and continued to increase the force of her bite.

The blood red on the man's shirt spread at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He held the back of her head with one hand so that she could use his strength, and touched her face with the other hand. He endured the pain and continued to speak:

"I hope you will be free and live a comfortable life. As for the storms you will face in the future, leave them to me to bear."

The gums began to hurt from the excessive force, and Wen Qing slowly relaxed her strength.

When she left his shoulder, she found that his shirt was stained with blood.

Zhou Gu was worried that she would feel nauseated. After holding her up and sitting up, he reached out to grab the warm water on the coffee table and handed it to her mouth.

"Rinse your mouth."

The warmth is a little weak.

This bitch man is now an impenetrable wall. No matter how hard she tries, she can't seem to affect him.

"Zhou Gu, do you really want to keep fighting with me like this?"

The man hummed slightly, a little bit indifferent, "I'm happy with it."

"..."

Wenqing was so angry that she didn't want to pay attention to him. She took the water glass from his hand and moved it aside to rinse her mouth.

At this time, Zhou Gu's cell phone rang.

I took it out and saw that it was a list of personnel sent by the Queen.

Without saying anything, he directly replied to a text message: "Received, my mother-in-law is at ease, please take good care of yourself."

From the corner of her tender eye, she caught the word "mother-in-law" and reached out to grab his phone, but it was a step too late.

"Get out of here."

Zhou Gu stood up with a smile, "Okay, then you take a rest, and I will accompany you for a walk in the garden later."

"..."

Just get out of here?

When did he become so obedient?

Her eyes fell on his blood-stained shirt, and she reacted suddenly.

He was probably worried that staying here would cause her to have a pregnancy reaction.

With this knowledge, my heart suddenly became panicked.

How nice would it have been if he had cared for her and pampered her like this five years ago?

What you didn't get when you wanted it most is often the most regrettable.

But what you get when you least need it is the cheapest.

...

Yang Yang set fire to the classic ancient books worth hundreds of millions that had been collected for several years.

It wasn't that he did it intentionally, but he accidentally knocked down a container containing alcohol while searching for treasure, causing a short circuit in the wires in the basement and causing a fire.

As luck would have it, the room where the fire broke out was filled with flammable ancient books that would catch fire at a moment's notice.

When Feng Lenglie arrived after hearing the news, the fire had spread to the entire room.

First there was an explosion in the kitchen, and then there was a fire in the basement, and his anger instantly rose.

Looking at the disgraced little guy standing by the wall, he asked coldly, "Why didn't you burn to death inside?"

When Yang Yang heard this, his whole body felt bad.

Didn't he just burn a few tattered books and curse him to death?

I remember when he was making trouble for Lao Zhou in Haicheng, he hacked all the computers in Zhou's headquarters, and the whole company worked hard for a day and night before returning to normal.

Lao Zhou didn't curse him to death like that at that time.

This scumbag father is not up to the mark and deserves to be a bachelor for the rest of his life.

"Even if I die, I will die behind you because I am younger than you."

The veins on my father's forehead popped out as he thought about how to kill this little bastard.

His patience had been exhausted.

After so many years of living, this was the first time I encountered such an unruly bastard.

"Tell me, how do you want to die? Feed crocodiles or Tibetan mastiffs?"