The President is Too Fierce: Sweet Wife, Be Nice!

"Wait a minute and see how the Lord treats him."

Man Ni always pays attention to the facial expressions of her president.

Zhuo Dingding's eyes were like torches and cold as frost, staring at Luo Wei: "Get out of the way."

"Who do you think you are? You know..."

Being despised by someone who looked down upon him, how could Luo Wei have a good tone.

He raised his hand, wanting to point at Zhuo Dingding's nose angrily.

but.

Seeing him raise his hand suddenly, Shuo Kai couldn't bear it anymore, and pulled the trigger as soon as the muzzle of the gun moved down.

'boom! '

"hiss--"

The sound of gunfire and the movement of his feet made Luo Wei jump violently in fright, jumped to the side, and automatically got out of the way.

He looked at the floor in horror.

Just where he had been standing, there lay a bullet, and a hole had been ripped through the carpet.

Even if this shot was fired even a little bit, it might kill him!

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Luo Wei was still in a lingering panic, but Zhuo Dingding ignored him and stepped forward.

Many guests, none of whom made a sound, were shocked by his resolute and ruthless iron-blooded tactics.

Most of the guests present were from the upper class of the imperial capital.

Zhuo Dingding has been in Shanghai all along, and many people don't know him well.

With Zhuo Xiao's reputation, everyone thought he had no status in the Zhuo family.

But today.

The fighter jets circling overhead, and the arrogance of daring to shoot the mayor.

People have to look at him with admiration.

Everyone present, if anyone knows Zhuo Dingding well, will find that his pace is much slower than before.

Step by step, it seems to be very difficult.

But alas.

The only person present who knew him well didn't even look at him.

Cheng Lianxun lowered her head, and in her narrow field of vision, a pair of black leather shoes appeared in front of her.

Her thick eyelashes trembled slightly, but she still didn't look up.

"Zhuo Dingding, what do you mean by all this?"

Standing beside Cheng Lianxun, He Ye puffed out his chest and questioned him.

Others are afraid of Mr. Zhuo, but he is not.

There was no He Ye in Zhuo Dingding's eyes, and his cold eyes locked on her tightly.

Her silence and not looking at him made him puzzled and saddened.

Why promise to be engaged?

Can't we just wait for him to come back?

The feeling of being ignored is really uncomfortable, especially in front of everyone, it hurts face, He Ye held his breath.

"Zhuo Dingding, Cheng Lianxun is my fiancee now!"

He Ye suddenly took Cheng Lianxun's hand and announced arrogantly.

His pupils turned cold again, and Zhuo Dingding's eyes were full of murderous aura.

He raised his hand suddenly and chopped He Ye's arm.

"ah!"

He Ye let out a scream, and immediately let go of Cheng Lianxun's hand, as if his entire arm was useless, the pain was so painful that he couldn't use any strength.

"Zhuo Dingding! What are you doing? Don't go too far!"

When his son was bullied, Father He immediately stood up.

It's a hell of a good engagement banquet to be messed up like this.

The appearance of Zhuo Dingding has nothing to do with other people except for hurting the face of the Luo family and the He family.

Many people were adhering to the posture of watching a show, and did not speak for the Luo He family.

If Zhuo Dingding came here alone, there must be many guests supporting the mayor.

But the fighter jet above the head, and the fear of firing a shot from time to time, made people afraid to meddle in their own business.

Zhuo Dingding ignored Father He and stepped onto the stage.

Although there were only three steps, fine sweat broke out on his forehead when he walked up.

Zhuo Dingding didn't even need to speak, when he looked at the host with cold eyes.

The host was quite discerning, and took the initiative to hand over the microphone: "Here, here you are."