Getting married by mistake: the president's sweet wife

Gong Shouze took a deep breath, tried his best to restrain his emotions, and then asked in a deep voice, "Zheng Hongan, is it actually yours?"

"Hmm." Willis snorted softly, beckoned, and immediately someone handed him a lighted cigar.

He glanced at Gong Shouze casually, and said, "Gong Shouze, you can let your people take me away now, but your son and a group of your capable officers are all in my hands. Are you willing to let me go?" Are they buried with them?"

After finishing speaking, he exhaled a puff of smoke in the direction of Gong Shouze.

Gong Shouze's palm hanging by his side couldn't help tightening.

This arrogant Willis was simply challenging his bottom line.

Damn it.

There was killing intent in his eyes.

Willis felt it through the smoke too.

He let out a little surprise, then as if he remembered something, he slowly put down the cigar in his hand, with a meaningful smile on his face.

"I almost forgot, it's not too difficult for you. The son can be regenerated after death, and the courtier can be cultivated again when he is gone."

Willis patted the top of his head in frustration, "It seems that my plan is not thorough enough, this is going to be troublesome."

Even so, he had no fear at all.

He even picked up the communicator directly and told Zheng Hongan on the other end: "Brother Zheng, it seems that it is useless to keep these people, let's...let's deal with that prince first."

Zheng Hongan replied respectfully: "Okay, Mr. Willis."

"Wait!"

Gong Shouze raised his voice and stopped.

He stared at Willis darkly, "What exactly do you want?"

Gong Shouze's reaction seemed to be expected by Willis.

He casually said something to Zheng Hongan on the other end of the communicator, then turned to Gong Shouze and stood up from the sofa.

He has the mighty body of a Westerner, like a beast that walks upright. When he stands up, the whole room becomes shorter.

Gong Shouze watched him approaching him defensively, but did not show the slightest timidity.

After all, he is the head of the country.

Willis stood still in front of Gong Shouze, looked down at him like a giant, and expressed his intention: "I only have one request, you announce your abdication."

Gong Shouze exploded when he heard it, and said without thinking: "It's absolutely impossible! You are so ambitious that you want to usurp the power of my royal family!"

"Don't get excited."

Willis was not moved by his rage, and explained "kindly":

"The power of the royal family still belongs to your palace family, and if you abdicate, it is only your daughter who will inherit it."

"You mean Yayue?!" Gong Shouze frowned, with complex expressions in his eyes.

Willis nodded lightly, "Don't you think Princess Yayue is really a very suitable heir to the lord? At least, it is more suitable than this prince who is lying on the ground like a tortoise and cannot get up."

Willis pointed at Gong Hongxu on the screen, with a sarcastic smile on his face.

He didn't care how ugly Gong Shouze's face was, and continued on his own: "Anyway, you will abdicate sooner or later, and you need an heir. We just help you make a choice, and advance this plan to today, that's all That's all."

As he spoke, he gestured to one of his subordinates.

A document was handed over.

Willis looked at Gong Shouze expectantly, and said, "The speech has been prepared for you, you just need to read it to your audience in front of the camera."

In the corner of the room, there is a video camera.

Gong Shouze's eyes fell on the speech script in front of him, and he quickly glanced at the contents above.

He pursed his lips tightly, furious.

"How about it, have you considered it?" Willis urged.