Chapter 1192 Asking for a Monthly Ticket

"You have no right to make a decision for her in this matter."

Big hands with clear texture rest on the solid wood table, and the deep voice is majestic with tension.

"I asked to see her."

"impossible."

The man sitting across from him unreservedly showed his immovable aura like a mountain, and his handsome face showed the stability that had been gifted by the years.

"She is my wife now, so I have the right to decide whether to stay or not. Don't insist on bringing a 'dead person' back, maintain the status quo, and everyone is happy."

Bao Jingchuan's black eyes swept over calmly, "Everyone is happy?"

Chu Boyang nodded, noncommittal.

"Who is happy? Is she arguing to be content with the status quo, or is it your handwriting?"

Chu Boyang narrowed his eyes, "It is the best choice to be content with the status quo."

Bao Jingchuan withdrew his hand and slowly stood up from the chair. His expression was calm, calm and indifferent, but there was an oppressive force that could not be ignored.

"Do you know that her daughter has been looking for her?"

"nature."

"For so many years, you have allowed her to do everything possible to find her mother and remain indifferent? Or, you don't want them to meet and make trouble?"

"She's doing well now, isn't it enough?"

"What about her before?"

"Life is always unsatisfactory, and her life needs all kinds of colors."

"If her mother was here, she wouldn't have endured that!"

"If her mother is here, you won't come back to me to meet her!"

Yu Song was trembling while listening, his clenched hands were already covered with cold sweat.

The two people talked back and forth without any pause, and the speed of speech was smooth and clear, but they were on the alert, and there was a possibility of hand-to-hand combat at any time.

The atmosphere in the conference room was just like Yu Song's state at the moment, tense like a string that might break at any time.

Bao Jingchuan finally fell silent.

He couldn't deny this question.

Everything is between a thought, and the slightest difference is a thousand miles away.

The encounter between him and Fanxing, if there was no experience of Fanxing, no blunders, and even the decision-making in seconds, they might still be two completely strangers today.

"So your feelings can't tolerate her?"

Chu Boyang smiled faintly, "I will bring her back."

"What did you do before?"

"She probably didn't want her daughter to see her physical condition before."

Bao Jingchuan looked down at the watch, his face darkened slightly.

"Mr. Bo, it's time for you to go back to your engagement banquet. Time is running out, otherwise it would be very unforgivable to leave her there alone!"

Yu Song was also a little anxious, and couldn't help but step forward, "Sir..."

Bao Jingchuan's dark eyes penetrated deep into thick ink, and his expression did not waver in the slightest.

"I want to take her away, she must go back with me today!"

Chu Boyang also stood up slowly, "I said, no."

Bao Jingchuan stared at Chu Boyang for two seconds, raised his left hand, and fixed his eyes on the wrist, the watch Shen Fanxing gave him.

Yu Song beside him also looked more serious.

Soon, Bao Jingchuan put down his arms and raised his eyes to look at the man standing opposite him across the long table.

"I must take her away today. This is my wife's wish."

Chu Boyang shook his head, "Do you know what the consequences will be if she appears?"

Bao Jingchuan pursed his lips knowingly, "There's no difference."

"But I don't want her to be in any danger. She almost lost her life because of it, and you asked me to push her out again... absolutely impossible."

"You can't protect her?"

"Be content with the status quo, she is absolutely safe, and I don't have to worry too much."

Bao Jingchuan nodded, "That's a pity. I just want to make my wife happy."

Different positions!

It's pointless to say any more.

This negotiation completely collapsed.

In just a few seconds, the door of the meeting room was hastily opened.

It is Chu Boyang's administrative assistant.

"Your Excellency, it's not good, there is a riot on the border, and the other party wants to see you by name!"

Chu Boyang frowned, "Is it the border army of Country Y?"

"It seems not!"

The words are subtle, but those who understand will naturally understand.

Every country has its left and right, and country B is no exception.

It is the anti-government army.

"Your Excellency, many ministers have already arrived in the administrative chamber. It is estimated that reporters will also arrive soon. There have been casualties. I am afraid it is difficult to explain this matter."

Chu Boyang raised his eyes to look at Bao Jingchuan with a gloomy expression.

But Bao Jingchuan said calmly:

"Since you have something to do, I won't bother you."

Bao Jingchuan turned and walked towards the door, Yu Song strode forward and opened the door.

"Sir, the location has been found, in a villa in the center of the island."

Sandwiched in the center, surrounded by bodyguards.

Not only is it difficult to get in, it is even harder to get out.

Casualties are inevitable!

Yu Song didn't say any unnecessary words, and Bao Jingchuan could naturally hear the hidden meaning.

However, he didn't hesitate at all. When he stepped out of the conference room with his long legs, he only spit out four words expressionlessly.

"hurry up."

The meaning of this is already obvious——

This is to forcibly take people away!

"Yes."-

Ten minutes later, there was a rumbling sound from the sky above the island, and the helicopter turned the almost still air into a gust of wind and waves, hovering over the central villa on the island.

At the same time, the first-level alarm of the entire presidential palace resounded through the sky.

Chu Boyang, who had just gotten into the car and had not left for a long time, immediately changed his face when he heard the sound!

"Turn around!"

"Yes!" The driver was startled, his whole body shook, but he pressed on the brakes and turned the car around.

The speed is almost the highest ever.

Looking at the face of His Excellency the President, the driver couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

The previously gentle and mature face was now filled with a chilling hostility.

When the car was almost speeding into the presidential palace, a burst of gunshots had already been fired one after another, which was no different from a fight.

Under the cover of Yu Song, Bao Jingchuan successfully entered the villa.

Hearing the sound of gunfire outside, the servants in the house hugged each other tightly and hid in a corner, sobbing and crying uncontrollably.

There was no expression on Yu Song's cold and serious face. He aimed his gun at the servants, and spoke in cold English full of threats:

"Which room is the President's wife?"

"Woooo..."

"Do not……"

boom--

The gun went off.

In exchange for a burst of screaming!

"To shut up!"

Immediately after that, there was a burst of continuous gunshots, Yu Song raised the pistol above his head, and fired several shots at the ceiling until the screams of the maids stopped, and he said again:

"Where is the President's wife's room?!"

"Three...the last room on the third floor."

Someone was guarding outside the villa, Bao Jingchuan went straight to the third floor, found the room, kicked open the tightly closed double row of wooden doors with all his strength with his long legs.

His sharp eyes fixed directly on the bed...

[Sixty thousand~~Masters, can I order a monthly pass~~]