Explosive cute wife: black-bellied husband, please respect yourself!

Chapter 252 The Most Romantic Language - Je t'aime
James pointed at the girl Bai Tu who was being helped into the luxury car by Yan Weiwei on the screen, his tone startled.

Bingling is the most beloved girl of the second son Wu Haosi. She was sentenced to death by the demons for breaking into the forbidden area and stealing the fruit of the Holy Spirit. Beiming Haoting gave her poison to make her die.

Wu Haosi's personality has been at odds with Beiming Haoting since he was a child, and this incident further deepened the gap between the two brothers.

Beiming Haoting took James' IPAD and stared at the girl on the screen. Yan Weiwei helped her out of the Sweet bar, got into a limousine, and was on the way to a certain hotel.

The girl's facial features, eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips, and face are all exactly the same as Bing Ling when she was 18 years old.

The difference is that Bing Ling is a demon with a weird personality, temper and hostility.

But now this girl has aura of facial features, pure and well-behaved, the natural hostility of Bingling is missing between her brows, and her body exudes a temperament that is not stained by mud, which makes people look very comfortable .

"Master, she drank the juice of aphrodisiac, and now she is being sent to the hotel by Yan Weiwei. According to the bodyguard, they are going to Wu Xiaofeng's room. This 'Miss Bing Ling' will be sent to the prison soon." 1 hole, should we help?" James asked.

Beiming Haoting buckled the IPAD on the desk, raised his eyebrows, and said in a thick voice, "Help!"

There is actually an "ice spirit" in the world, interesting...

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Two days later, the indecent video turmoil finally calmed down, and the stock price of SK Group slowly rebounded.

The instigator of the whole thing was Yan Weiwei, Kong Xinyao's explanation was just and correct, Beiming Haoting had already put her back...

Yan Chuyan started to go to work in the group on time every day, and Beiming Haoting was like a senior teacher, teaching her how to manage a group and how to develop an unknown small company into a world-renowned multinational enterprise...

SK is a multinational group. Most of the important documents in the company are drawn up in French. French is a rigorous language, and there will not be too much ambiguity when translated into other languages.

There are thick French books and books on finance and business management on the desk.

"Beiming Haoting, how do you pronounce this word? It's so difficult to pronounce..." Yan Chuyan bit the tip of her pen, frowned and pointed to a series of unfamiliar letters on the book.

Beiming Haoting lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the writing, "r is a uvular fricative, look at my tongue, put it here, and pronounce it softly..."

Yan Chuyan stared at him blankly, the sun was pouring on his chiseled handsome face, the sapphire-like blue eyes shone brightly, and he was extremely handsome.

The magnetic voice is very beautiful, even sexier than the popular male singer's voice, like a clear spring in a spring mountain stream, flowing slowly through her heart.

"Have you listened carefully? Look here." Beiming Haoting smoothly wrote a series of fancy letters on the notebook with the pen in his hand, and then waved his palm in front of her eyes to bring her back to her senses.

"Well, I'm listening, you continue to talk." Yan Chuyan pursed her lips, the guilt in her eyes flashed past, she lowered her head and looked at the words he wrote seriously, "How do you pronounce this?"

She pointed to the word "Je -t'aime" that Beiming Haoting had just written.

"Je -t'aime." Beiming Haoting moved his lips, and a magnetic and mellow voice came out from his throat, sexy and charming.

Yan Chuyan still didn't understand the meaning of the words, like a child babbling, she opened her mouth to follow his pronunciation, and opened her lips jerky, "Je...t'ai...me."

The final pronunciation was a closed syllable, she pursed her lips, then raised her eyes and asked Beiming Haoting, "What do you mean?"

"I love you."

(End of this chapter)