Mr.Li, your wife is super fierce

"Beicheng, sit down and have a cup of tea before you go."

Yan Fei smiled sweetly, her soft voice was gentle and attractive.

Li Beicheng glanced at her faintly, didn't know what he thought, and sat down in a moment.

He looked down and saw the bloody share transfer on the ground. The servant had not had time to receive it.

Yan Fei noticed Li Beicheng's eyes and quickly explained: "Mo Mo is too young to manage the company well, so her father wants to help her manage it. When she has the ability, she will give it back to her."

"Yes, yes, Mo Mo is used to taking so many shares in his hands. If he is cheated, taking some out at will will will be a great blow to Yan. We are good for her."

An Qiuling also hurried to explain her husband's behavior.

Mrs. Yan also put away her previous cold and fierce, with a loving face, "Beicheng, how is your grandpa?"

Li Beicheng nodded and said nothing.

Mrs. Yan was embarrassed and continued, "Beicheng has always had a good relationship with Feifei. Our family also intends to marry you, so..."

"Uncle Yan and aunt Yan have just died. The deceased is great. Although I am an outsider, I still think you should respect the wishes of the deceased. If you really want to help the company, you don't have to hold the power and give advice."

With these words, Li Beicheng got up and left without drinking Yan's tea or talking about the marriage of old lady Yan.

"Beicheng, Beicheng."

Yan Fei first reacted and hurriedly chased out.

Li Beicheng has got on the bus.

Yan Fei slapped the window anxiously.

"Huh?"

The window rolled down slowly, and Li Beicheng frowned at her.

Yan Fei smiled sweetly, "Beicheng, we haven't seen each other for a long time. I want to invite you to dinner. When are you free? By the way, can you tell me your mobile phone number, I think..."

"I've been busy lately."

Li Beicheng refused indifferently. The driver immediately started the car, leaving only the exhaust gas of Yan Fei.

Yan Fei watched the extended Rolls Royce leave with some frustration. The disguised tenderness on her face had already faded and revealed her true face.

"Feifei, what does Li Beicheng mean? Is he going to help Yan Mo?"

Yan Pengtao said anxiously when he saw Yan Fei coming back, "what he just said means beating."

If the prince of the Li family interferes in this matter, he will not be able to do it.

"Impossible."

Yan Fei sneered, "the whole world knows that Yanmo bitch likes Beicheng, but people all over the world also know that Beicheng hates her most."

"I think it's probably because of Master Li, so Beicheng said that the dead was big. He didn't like Yan Mo at all. How could he help her?"

Yan Mo was on his way to the hotel when the Yan Family argued about Li Beicheng's attitude.

She didn't want to go to Sheng's house. It was a shame. She didn't want to see anyone.

"Mo Mo, shall we go to the hospital?"

Sheng Xia leaned against the back seat and held Yan Mo in his hand. "If you don't treat the wound on your back well, you will have a scar."

Yan Mo closed his eyes and shook his head tired, "no, just rest for a few days, Xia Xia he..."

"Who, Li Beicheng?"

"Don't mention this bastard. When we went, he had been standing outside for a long time and watched your second uncle beat you like that. Even if he was a stranger, he shouldn't be indifferent."