Destined with You
Chapter 1032 - 1032 1037 So Cold...Save Me 2

Chapter 1032: Chapter 1037: So Cold…Save Me 2 Chapter 1032: Chapter 1037: So Cold…Save Me 2 A trace of murderous intention flashed across Beiming Yu’s eyes. He curled his lips, let out a cold chuckle, and commanded Hei Yao a few orders.

Mu Nansheng made an excuse to go to the restroom. Upon reaching, he saw a sign saying the men’s restroom was under maintenance and those needing to use it should go upstairs. As his mind was a bit muddled at the moment, he turned and headed upstairs via the nearby staircase.

Upon reaching the second floor, he just turned towards the restroom, but as he passed the first door, it suddenly flew open. He was pulled in forcefully. Mu Nansheng’s gaze sharpened and he made a fierce move towards the other person, but the other party was clearly prepared. In just a few moves, his arm was twisted and his hands cuffed together with a pair of ice-cold handcuffs.

Mu Nansheng turned around in anger. Upon seeing Beiming Yu, a surprised look flashed across his face.

With a forceful shove from Beiming Yu, he was pushed onto the sofa.

“Mu Nansheng, long time no see.” Beiming Yu removed the gold-rimmed glasses that he never took off. His lips curved upwards in a wicked smile.

As a president of a country, he’d never removed his glasses since he took office. The glasses made him appear calm, wise, elegant, and refined. Nobody would have imagined that once he removed them, he looked like a completely different person, even seeming mildly rakish.

“Mr. President, what is this? What law did I break that you had to cuff me? Is this how you treat your own citizens?”

Mu Nansheng desperately tried to calm himself down. His expression was cold, but no one knew that his mind was a complete whirlwind.

All the memory buried in the past flooded back to him like a tide, cutting into his flesh like sharp knives.

“Of course, I wouldn’t treat others like this! But you, Mu Nansheng, you have a debt to pay me!” Beiming Yu stepped forward, gripping his clothes with all his might, his eyes full of deep-seated hatred.

Mu Nansheng was taken aback. Who exactly owned whom here?

He couldn’t help but frown. The Beiming Yu in front of him was a completely different person from the one before. Turning his head, Mu Nansheng said, “Let go off me!”

“If I wanted to let you go, why would I bother going through the trouble of bringing you to the second floor?” Beiming Yu leaned towards him, his breath washing over his face.

“You…you did this on purpose! Beiming Yu, you are now the president of a country, what are you trying to do!” Mu Nansheng was so angry that he wanted to kick him.

“You say what do I want to do! Rather have that old man? You wouldn’t come and find me!” Beiming Yu looked like a crazed man who had lost his sanity.

“Don’t forget your own identity!” Mu Nansheng glared at him angrily.

Beiming Yu suddenly broke out into laughter. His big hand gently stroked his sturdy waist. Mu Nansheng couldn’t help but shiver slightly.

Beiming Yu spoke frivolously, “That old man doesn’t understand you at all. This here is your sensitive spot.”

Mu Nansheng’s face reddened. He was upset, embarrassed, and annoyed. “Haven’t you caused enough trouble? Don’t want to be the president anymore?”

“Of course, I want to. I must have this position. And you…you must be mine!” After Beiming Yu finished speaking, a silver needle suddenly appeared in his hand. He jabbed it into one of Mu Nansheng’s pressure points.

The strength left Mu Nansheng’s body at once, and he slumped onto the sofa.

“Beiming Yu, what are you trying to do? You’re playing with fire, do you know!” Mu Nansheng’s face was as pale as sheet.

“If I can burn with you, my death will not be in vain!”