My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

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The pear garden tea house in the southern suburbs of Yanjing, although the name is quite rustic, is real, and it is a membership-based entertainment venue where high-end people will enter.

Different from other high-end clubs, Liyuan Tea House has a simple and fresh style, so most politicians and elegant people will come here.

Ning Guangyao does not like this kind of place that deviates from the city center and travels far and wide, but he is quite fond of the food here.

As the country's premier, Ning Guangyao's food needs to be eaten by the guards, and it is confirmed that it is non-toxic and can be enjoyed. This has caused many dishes to be cold in the face of him.

The dishes in the pear garden tea house are mostly fresh and delicious, which makes him not feel uncomfortable because of food problems.

Sitting in this position is far less free than others think, so the only things that are enjoyed for themselves are especially valued and cherished.

However, Ning Guangyao always felt that his own path was wrong. Those who did not stand at the commanding heights of power would feel that such life was a pity.

Really stood in such a position, the lives of more than one billion people are applauding, and billions of human beings know his existence. This sense of accomplishment makes him hard to resist!

"Prime Minister, please use it slowly." The two waitresses put the dishes on the table together and retired with a smile.

Ning Guangyao sat alone, in front of the rattan table, there are more than a dozen discs of delicacies.

If it is reported to be exported, it will definitely be the luxury of the leaders of the masses.

But, the real report, which media dare to write?

Diligent and simple? That is only needed when acting.

However, eating alone is a bit lonely.

Originally, I might be able to bring my wife, eat together, or, with my only child, no one would dare to talk.

Only now, the woman has been buried by herself, and the stranger who has returned to the stranger has made him extremely suspicious and very dissatisfied.

These thoughts are just a flash, Ning Guangyao knows that he is still under 50 years old, woman? Offspring? This is not a problem.

I have a longer political path, more supreme power, waiting for myself to enjoy slowly!

Slowly picked up the chopsticks, Ning Guangyao began to chew slowly.

In the next room, in the elegant room of a pear garden tea house, the elders of Ningxin and Ningde, two Ningjia, did not have an interest in dining.

After Ning Guangyao arranged some aromatherapy and toon for them, they did not go to them.

Although I have known the existence of the Ningjia monks a long time ago, the origin of my family is sacred, but Ning Guangyao has never had the heart to practice and pursue that long life.

Even if it was not Yang Chen’s appearance, a series of situations involving the monks would be caused, and he might not have an intersection with his family in his life.

Ning Guangyao also knows that as a child of the secular family, it is difficult to have the opportunity to enter this cultivating practice. Secondly, Ning Guangyao does not feel that everyone can have the talent to cultivate results.

Even if I successfully enter the stage of the gods, but I have the ability to live, but most of my life can only live in the illusion, not a wonderful thing.

Anyway, the old guys can't escape the word "dead" in the end. Ning Guangyao feels that his life is more meaningful and wonderful than they are.

Halfway through the door, there was a knock at the door.

Ning Guangyao frowned, this time he did not like someone to disturb.

"Who?"

The outside person did not respond, but opened the door directly.

Ning Guangyao suddenly realized that the situation was not good, because his guards did not intervene to stop it?

When Ning Guodong, a suit-like suit, walked into the door and led a strange woman with a beautiful face, Ning Guangyao’s heart trembled.

“Guo Dong?” Ning Guangyao looked suspiciously at the woman with a strange smile. Somehow, seeing it for the first time, but also feeling familiar. “Who is she? The guard outside?”

"Do not worry, they are very good, a fatal blow, a very peaceful death," the beautiful woman came forward.

"What the **** are you!" Ning Guangyao's subconscious mind tightened his nerves.

Luo Cuishan was wearing a red dress, wrapped in a light brown trench coat, which looked enchanting.

"Giggle, dear husband, couples for decades, how can you even recognize your wife?"

Ning Guangyao got up and squinted, "Is you!?"

Luo Cuishan changed into a big laugh. "Ha ha ha ha, this time I heard it? Ning Guangyao, have you been looking for me for a long time? I did not expect that I will come to you today?"

Ning Guodong whispered, "Mom, don't have to talk nonsense with him, he is already scaring."

"Bee! You have joined me with your death lady to deal with me!?" Ning Guangyao finally understands the situation at the moment, Ning Guodong really has a return, secretly colluding with Luo Cuishan to deal with himself!

It’s a pity that I didn’t manage the strange boy early.

More importantly, I believe that there is a Ning Xin Ningde, even if you know that Luo Cuishan is not dead, you may be behind the ghosts, you do not have to worry.

But now...

"What happened to the two elders of Ning Xining De? It is impossible, you will not be their opponent!" Ning Guangyao asked two steps back.

"We are not opponents, do not mean that others can't, Ning Guangyao, you feel that you are right, you are too conceited, so you will always have some omissions," Luo Cuishan slowly moved forward.

Ning Guangyao swallowed his throat and his body trembled. From the eyes of Luo Cuishan, he saw the vengeance of hysteria.

Just as Ning Guang Yao looked forward to Ningde and Ning Xin to rescue themselves, but suddenly came two screams from outside the house!

The figure of Ning Xin and Ningde was actually what was the strength, and the bombs were blown open, and they were planted on the slate floor!

Yang Lie, who walked out of the room slowly, gently held a sphere that was constantly shining with silver and gray light.

The shocking power of antimatter energy makes Ning Xin and Ningde seem extremely fearful. Both of them are the mid-term cultivation of the gods, but at the moment it seems to be very helpless.

In the entire pear garden tea house, other guards and service personnel seem to have been quietly slaughtered, and no other commotion has been issued.

"Yang Lie!?" Ning Guangyao stunned, completely wondering how it would be him.

Yang Lie turned his head and looked at Ning Guangyao, revealing a touch of evil laughter. "President Ning, you admit the wrong person."

Ning Guangyao’s squatting contracted, and when he heard the tone, he suddenly realized that “you are not Yang Lie, you are... Wen Hao!?”

For a time, many things were thought to be transparent. Ning Guangyao shouted out loudly: "No wonder that the fierce Yang Lie can make so many things, you are the nephew!? The **** slave, I was spared. You are a life, you are going to take this pair of mad dogs and mothers to harm me today?"

Wen Hao shrugged, "Premier, you should be grateful to me, not the first time to become you, but become Yang Lie, I have been very good to you. As for their mother and child, karma, you deserve it. ”

"Miscellaneous stuff!!"

At this time, Ning Xin and Ning De, who had climbed up from the ground, suddenly ignited the true Yuan force. The two men summoned the magic weapons of their respective products, a gossip bronze mirror and a blue-purple flying sword.

"Hey, still want to resist?" Wen Xiaoxiao smiled.

I saw that Ning Xin urged the real yuan, and the center of the gossip bronze mirror condensed a golden light column. The convergence point of the light column gradually became thin and fainted into a white gold high-temperature beam!

"Flaming golden light!"

Ning Xin screamed, the beam instantly resembled a long rainbow, running through the front of the wenwan!

Ningde was not willing to show weakness, angrily urging the blue-purple flying sword, with a purple shadow, squatting on the neck of Wen Hao!

The two men saw that Wen Hao was hurt by the magic weapon, and suddenly he was overjoyed. He only felt that he was not prepared for it, but he was shocked by his strange power.

At the moment, when the magic weapon comes out, who is his opponent?

But in the next second, the two are jaw-dropping!

I saw the smile on the face of the literary face, the wound that was burned through the chest, and the raw meat recovered in a blink of an eye, except that the clothes were damaged, and there was no other wound!

And the neck of the beggar was swallowed up by the blue-purple flying sword, and it was pulled out directly, and the wound was restored as it was!

"How...how can it... impossible! Could it be that he is not dead!?"

Wen Hao was scornfully looking at the blue-violet flying sword in his hand. After two emotions, he whipped up a dark silver anti-matter energy and wrapped the flying sword!

Ningde struggled to spur the real yuan, but there was no way to let the flying sword come back to him in obedience!

Although it is just an ordinary black iron mixed with the Zifeiying mine to create the next flying sword, but for him in the middle of the Ning family, it is a considerable magic weapon.

Seeing that Feijian was taken by others, how can you not worry! ?

Wen Hao saw Ningde's anxious painful appearance, and laughed. "It seems that the true power of your monks does not work well. You broke the sword, although it is not very delicious, but it is an appetizer, I will first Eat it."

Between the talks, disdain for a moment, the flying sword was actually eaten by the antimatter energy, turned into a stream of silk wire, disappeared!

Ningde and Ning Xin's chin are falling down. This forging magic weapon requires at least Nanming to leave the fire. What is the silver-gray energy? ? Can easily break down the magic weapon to swallow! ?