Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

  She didn’t give up, she dialed several times, and every time the phone beeped, it turned into a cold female voice, "Sorry, the user you dialed cannot be connected."

   "Why..." Linnai couldn't hold his phone anymore, and slid down on the ground.

  This kind of unreachable situation can only be dragged into the blacklist by the other party.

  Li always dragged her into the blacklist...

   Linnai’s eyes turned black, and tears really fell this time, but unfortunately no one watched her performance anymore...

  *

  In the Country Garden, Li Beijue hurried back.

   As soon as he entered the door, he immediately asked Huo Yi, "Where is Chi Enen?"

  Huo Yi hurriedly greeted him, "Lord, are you back? The young lady is in the room. I went in at seven and never came out."

  Li Beijue's thin lips pressed into a straight line and walked straight out of the bedroom.

  The door of the bedroom was closed tightly, not moving.

  He walked to the door and stood still, stretched out his hand, and tried to put it on the doorknob. However, after pressing it, it did not open.

  He frowned and tried again, this time he used a little force.

  ‘Crack’, the door rang.

   still can't open!

  Huo Yi followed him, seeing this scene, his head suddenly became big.

  Young lady locked the door?

  He felt that the air around him was getting colder and colder, so he hurriedly finished the game, "My lord, the young lady said that she was tired before, and she may be asleep now. Otherwise, you will wait until the young lady wakes up?"

   After he finished speaking, he carefully glanced at the cold and domineering man, for fear that he would break in directly.

  As for the young lady’s previous reaction, if Ferguson is still so domineering, maybe the young lady will really quarrel with Ferguson.

  He whispered again, "The young lady will come out after a while..."

  According to Li Beijue's previous temper, the door couldn't be opened. He kicked it open and broke in. But at this moment, he clenched his side hand tightly and clenched it into a fist. Staring at the closed door for a while, when Huo Yi was extremely worried, he loosened his fist and said in a deep voice, "Make me a cup of coffee."

  Speaking, he walked back into the living room with long legs.

  Huo Yi followed with a long sigh, daring not to delay, and hurried to the kitchen to make coffee.

  Waiting for him to make the coffee, I saw an arrogant man sitting on the sofa in the living room, his handsome face and tired eyes closed.

  He just remembered that Li Beijue had been hurting his shoulder all the time. During this time, he hadn't taken a good rest at all, so the wound was only crusted on the surface, but in fact it has never healed.

  He involuntarily let go of his steps, bent over and put the coffee on the coffee table, "My Lord, your coffee."

  Li Beijue rubbed his swollen temples, and his face was slightly pale and told him, "Take out my stomach medicine."

   "Lord, do you have a stomachache?" Huo Yi jumped, and immediately looked at him nervously and said, "I'll call the family doctor for you."

  His stomach is indeed twitching constantly, but Li Beijue didn't care. He had been used to this kind of pain a long time ago, "No, just take my stomach medicine."

  Huo Yi was worried about him, but he dared not disobey his orders. He hurriedly found out the medicine bottle and handed it to him, "Lord Sir."

  Li Beijue took it, poured out three pills, looked up and drank coffee.