I don't deserve your love

Zhan Fei's ears were buzzing from the beating, and he couldn't hold back and took several steps back.

"Now the whole world knows that you two did that kind of thing under my nose, and the whole world knows that my son put on a big green hat for me, huh? Bei Wei, I really think highly of you these years."

"husband."

"Husband? Huh."

After hearing this, the old man raised his head and sneered, then waved his hands: "I dare not take it."

"Honey, you know I was forced."

Bei Wei softly told him.

She was very determined in her heart.

Mr. Zhan must have thought that this was a conspiracy.

That damn girl.

How dare he plot against his own mother.

Bei Wei hated Zhang Mingmei in her heart, but she didn't dare to question the old man angrily.

Because last night, something that shouldn't have happened did happen.

In any case, Mr. Zhan will make a disposition, and the person who is disposed of...

"Take this woman away for me."

Mr. Zhan gave an order.

"Yes."

The bodyguard is like a cold-faced killer.

Bei Wei didn't yell or even argue, but saw Zhang Mingmei standing not far away after going out.

She was led by the bodyguards, and when she walked up to Zhang Mingmei, she stopped, and suddenly sneered, with terrific determination in her eyes, and said, "I should have strangled you to death when I gave birth to you."

Zhang Mingmei looked at her and only smiled faintly: "You may be the one who is going to die now."

Bei Wei almost vomited blood, staring at Zhang Mingmei viciously.

"Let's go."

The bodyguard lazily took care of the trash in their house and reminded Bei Wei.

Bei Wei was taken away, but Zhang Mingmei was still tied and watched.

There were only father and son left in the room, Mr. Zhan looked at his son again: "Do you know why you are still alive?"

"I'm the only son of the Zhan family."

Zhan Fei is of course clear.

"Only son?"

Slap, another slap.

Zhan Fei endured the pain and lowered his head, continuing to stand still.

"Why don't you have a long memory, are you playing with fire now?"

The old man asked angrily.

Zhan Fei knew he was wrong, endured the pain and looked at his father, asking, "How to deal with this matter?"

"What do you want to do?"

The old man smelled his temper and asked him back.

"Get rid of the mother and daughter."

Zhan Fei said with a fierce look in his eyes.

"..."

Mr. Zhan glared at him, then turned his head and walked towards the window.

"Dad, this mother and daughter are trying to make our Zhan family die, damn it."

Zhan Fei said again.

"What did you do for Zhan's family?"

Mr. Zhan asked his son.

Zhan Fei suddenly fell silent. He really didn't do much serious work these years.

"How long have I been with Bei Wei and his wife? Do you really think I just treat her as a plaything?"

"Of course not."

"Since you know it's not, you still..."

The old man was upset for a while.

It's not that he doesn't have feelings for that woman, it's just that they didn't do well as a husband and wife, so they are naturally a superficial couple now.

But that doesn't mean that he can make Bei Wei disappear without emotion.

Of course, between a son and a woman, he will always choose a son.

Some feelings are worthless in front of major decisions.

He was angry that his son didn't love him, and he was angry that their family was being calculated for being so shrewd.

"But everything happened. I guess there was something wrong with the medicine Zhang Mingmei gave me last night."

"What about your mother?"

"She must have been fucked by Zhang Mingmei."

Zhan Fei thought.

"So why did you bring her back together? When you came back with her, she had planned everything. As long as you dare to make a little mistake, she will dare to take advantage of it."

"She is bold, but that's what I like about her."

Zhan Fei didn't expect Zhang Mingmei to dare to do this.

"You like it? Hmph, you are no match for such a femme fatale."

"So just kill it."

Zhan Fei thought, since he is not an opponent, he should kill him to avoid future troubles.

"You can't kill. Today, all the major media are reporting on the bad news about Zhan's family last night. She was tied up in the room. Hmph, I'm afraid someone will come to ask for someone soon."

Looking at the sunny day outside, Mr. Zhan suddenly frowned.

"Someone wants to come to ask for someone?"

Zhan Fei asked, and suddenly thought of Su Bai.

"Yes."

"You're not talking about Su Bai, are you? Isn't Su Bai disabled?"

"He's crippled, not dead."

"No, Dad, I will never give this woman to him."

When Zhan Fei heard this, he was excited.

Mr. Zhan nodded, then continued to look outside.

He hasn't seen this world for a long time.

The Zhan family has a foundation. He has always been a person standing on the top of the mountain overlooking the world, but now, he feels that he is halfway up the mountain.

And not long after, an aunt came upstairs, passed by Zhang Mingmei, and then went to the door of the study and knocked.

Zhang Mingmei watched from the sidelines, her heart still beating violently.

I don't know if my aunt's coming up has something to do with me, so my aunt glanced at her.

"Old man, the young master of the Su family is here."

The aunt lowered her head and told the people in the study.

Zhang Mingmei's eyes turned red when she heard the words "Young Master of the Su family", and a rush of heat rushed through her heart.

Mr. Zhan looked back at his son inside, "He came quickly enough."

"Dad, this woman must not be given to him."

Zhan Fei is in a hurry, Zhang Mingmei must be Zhan Fei's person if he dies.

"Untie him."

The old man ordered another bodyguard.

Soon Zhan Fei was let go, and he held his wrist and tried to stand up straight with broken ribs, "Dad, Zhang Mingmei must be mine if he dies."

"You are not allowed to interrupt later."

The old man gave a solemn reminder.

Zhan Fei suddenly held back his breath and dared not let it out.

The old man came out of the study with Zhan Fei, saw Zhang Mingmei and said to his servants: "Take Miss Zhang back to the room first."

"Yes."

The aunt supported Zhang Mingmei and took her back to the room.

Zhang Mingmei could hardly hold back her tears.

That fool, is he coming to die again?

Zhang Mingmei's heart began to tremble, she hoped that he didn't come alone.

She had already arranged everything last night, including deliberately closing the curtains halfway and halfway open before dinner, and opening the window a little, just to make the aerial photography clear.

She gambled that someone would come to rescue her today.

But she didn't want him to come in person.

Occupying a home is too dangerous.

But he just came, after she entered the house.

In the living room, Mr. Zhan was sitting on the sofa, while Su Bai was sitting in a wheelchair, followed by Wang Rui and his subordinates, who were also very skilled bodyguards.

Mr. Zhan glanced at the two people behind him, and then at him sitting in the wheelchair. He sneered unconsciously, and then asked him in a good-tempered manner, "Is Mr. Su still feeling a little bit in his legs?"

"No, we might as well cut to the chase."

Su Bai looked at him coldly and said.

The old man nodded, "Alright."

Zhan Fei stood behind, enduring the severe pain in his body, staring at Su Bai.

Just this thing, let Zhang Mingmei's love die?

Su Bai also glanced at him, wishing to tear Zhan Fei apart.

But reason prevailed.

Zhang Mingmei didn't want him to come here on a mindless impulse, Fu Yanye also did some ideological work for him.

"Let me tell you something first. I plan to facilitate the happy event between my son and Miss Zhang Mingmei."

Mr. Zhan said unhurriedly after picking up the teacup.