Escape From The Tyrant President [逃离暴夫总裁]

Chapter 3

Boom!  Boom! 
His heart banged, one step, two steps, three steps...Ignoring his words, Ling An forbore and tried to calm down, he bowed his head back, and subconsciously wanted to escape.
Seeing that he ignored him, Xing Gexuan took a step and warned again: "Take one more step back, and believe it or not, I will break your legs."
Humph!
Upon hearing this, Ling An's eyes stared and didn't dare to move, his frightened palms were all sweaty. God knows, as soon as he heard Xing Gexuan's voice, his body unbelievably was fixed under his feet. He was afraid of him and still fell in love at first sight.
He dares to say it, that means he dares to do it!
Ling An endured the invisible pressure, and the ticket in his hand was wrinkled and crumpled. He quickly squeezed it into a small ball, unable to retreat, unable to run. After hesitating for a while, he mustered up the courage and shouted, "I want to go!"
"Where to?"
"Anywhere as long as I leave you."
Ha, Xing Gexuan wanted to laugh, let's talk about his wife. He looks clean, white, and tender. He is 1.72 meters, thin and has peach-eyed eyebrows. He has a high nose bridge, and small thin lips, at first glance he looks like a Korean boy, but unfortunately, his eyes are very cold, but they're also silly and cute, he had sesame-sized moles under both eyes.
It stands to reason that people who have moles under their eyes usually like to cry. Although Ling An is usually timid, he never likes to cry. No matter how he treats him, he is always plain and unaffected, let alone crying. His eye sockets have never been red.
"Leave me?"
"Yes."
"Heh!" After Xing Gexuan sneered, he slowly lit a cigarette, took a sharp sip, wrapped the cigarette ring, stared at him, with raised eyebrows, and said jokingly: "Tomorrow's headlines' will be 'Rich president Xing Gexuan and his little lover spotted overnight. What's the hidden story behind the current situation of the capturing of the fleeing madam?'"
"You are talking nonsense!"
"Haha, I'm talking nonsense, but when I speak, this nonsense becomes the truth, Ling An, don't blame me for reminding you, as long as you dare to disobey me, you should understand this even if you say you don't care think about your dying old mother, as long as I say one word, the next second, she will die!"
"you..."
"Also, the life and death of that old woman has nothing to do with me. The most important thing is that if Ling Yuxin doesn't open her eyes one day, you will not want to disappear from my eyes."
Ling Yuxin, his sister, is Xing Gexuan's favorite women.
Whenever he hears this name, Ling An's heart hurts especially. Recalling when he was a child, it was he who invited him to dance, he took the initiative to hold his hand, he blushed and said, "You look so good, can you please dance with me? Don't worry, I will be strong and hold you so never fall."
Looking at the boy who was about his height in front of him, Ling An was dressed up in women's clothing, he dared not respond, but the little hand in front of him never left him, just waiting in the air, his eyes full of expectation, maybe It was an inner desire, or perhaps the gentle compliment, that made Ling An, who was wearing a princess dress, relieved. He grinned and said, "Okay!"