Mr. Li has a wife

Chapter 135
Chapter 1

Li Beichuan's eyes sparkled with a slight smile, "Is there really no need to go to the hospital?"

"really!"

Cheng Cheng took his arm, leaned against him, and looked at Lin Jier proudly.

Sure enough, Lin Jier's face flushed with anger, and he almost lost his temper on the spot.

Those fierce eyes seemed to swallow Cheng Cheng alive.

Seeing her so angry, Cheng Cheng felt relieved.

And Li Beichuan, with an imperceptible smile in his dark eyes, would he not know that this woman is pretending to be sick?

With her little thoughts and tricks, how could she hide it from him?

It's just that he didn't want to click on it, but found it interesting, and a faint smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

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Car, continue on to the golf course.

As soon as the car stopped, all the front desk staff gathered at the door, stood respectfully in two rows, and made a gesture of greeting.

After getting out of the car, the head manager led everyone and said in unison, "Hello, Mr. Li."

This situation scared Cheng Cheng a little.

These people are too exaggerated, are they welcoming the crown prince?
Compared to her surprise, Li Beichuan seemed to have gotten used to the feeling of being noticed, walked in with steady steps, and told the manager in a cold voice, "Everyone back down, with such a big battle, do you still want to do business?" gone?"

Cheng Chengxin reluctantly followed behind Li Beichuan, widening a long distance.

How to do how to do?
Isn't she going to reveal her secrets in a while?

Cheng Cheng was in a hurry, trying to think of a way.

Lin Jier looked back at her preoccupied behind her, and teased, "Mo Niannian, you walk so slowly, don't you know how to fight at all?"

This sentence hit the nail on the head instantly, and Cheng Cheng's heart tightened, "Who... who said it."

"Then what are you dawdling behind?"

Lin Jier had a premonition that Mo Niannian couldn't play golf at all.

She pretended to be enthusiastic and walked to Cheng Cheng's side, "I heard from my godmother that you fight very well, so you can teach me, okay?"

"what?"

"Let's go." Lin Jier said, then grabbed Cheng Cheng's hand, pulled her to Li Beichuan's side, picked up the cue at the side, and stuffed it into Cheng Cheng's hand, "Hey, you play a ball Show us."

"I……"

Cheng Cheng wanted to say that he couldn't, but when the words came to his lips, he choked up.

What do you want her to say?
Can't swim, can't dance, that's suspicious enough.

She can't even play golf...

Li Beichuan also stopped what he was doing and looked sideways at her, as if he was waiting to see how superb her skills were.

Cheng Cheng grabbed the club, his palms were sweating.

My heart was like beating a drum, beating wildly...

Especially, under Li Beichuan's sharp gaze, her nervous mind went blank.

How should I hold the club?
How to fight?
Cheng Cheng gritted his teeth, let it go, let it go!
She gripped the club tightly, took a deep breath, and was about to swing it.

"Wait a moment!"

Li Beichuan put down his cue, walked towards her, came behind Cheng Cheng, held Cheng Cheng's hand with open arms, and instructed her how to hold the cue correctly.

Cheng Cheng was surprised. Is he going to teach himself?
He was standing right behind her, much taller than her, and when she stood in front of him and surrounded by his arms, she looked even smaller, as if he was hugging her from behind, but he A gentle palm was placed on her hand, holding the cue with her.

Cheng Cheng's nervous mood calmed down a little. She looked at him in confusion. He should have seen that she couldn't do it anymore, but why did he help her?

(End of this chapter)