Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

  The living room is still the same as it is, and the Chinese furniture is full of extravagance.

  Old man Li was standing in front of a mahogany flower stand trimming the branches of a bluegrass. Hearing the sound of footsteps coming from behind, he told the old housekeeper without looking back, "Go and make two cups of earl grey tea."

   "Okay, Lord Sir." The old butler lowered his head and exited quietly.

  Old man Li took off his floral gloves and placed the scissors in his hands on the shelf. When he turned his head, his cold and tough facial features could vaguely see what he looked like when he was young. He saw Li Beijue, his expression was faint, there was no difference, he said coldly, "coming?"

   "En." Li Beijue is the same, as cold as a block of ice.

  Two people are in the same room, as if two cold and hard icebergs hit the rocks in the same sea area. Fortunately, no third person was present, or they would have to be frozen to death by the cold atmosphere in the room.

  Old man Li took the lead in walking to the sofa with a walking stick and sitting on the sofa. He strongly confronted the still standing Li Beijue and said, "Sit down."

  Li Beijue sat down on the couch opposite him and waited for him to follow.

  At this time, the old butler brought tea in. The exquisite tea set seemed to have passed through the long years of the Middle Ages, gorgeous and beautiful.

   "Master."

  The old butler first put a cup for Li Beijue, then put another cup in front of the tough old man, and said respectfully, "Old Sir, your tea."

"let it go."

  The old butler obediently put down the teacup.

The old man Li picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and then put it down calmly, his tough outline eased a little, and he looked at him and said, "I'm here to tell you that tomorrow night the Li chaebol has an annual dinner, you Need to be present, remember to make time."

  As a world-class chaebol, the annual meeting of the chaebol is not a trivial matter. Under normal circumstances, the helm of the Li chaebol must attend.

  He had been attending before. This year he was in poor health and asked Li Beijue to attend instead.

  This is also equivalent to announcing that Li Beijue’s heir status cannot be urged!

   "En." Li Beijue reacted faintly to this, as if he didn't know what it meant for Old Li to let him attend on his behalf.

Old man Li leaned against the sofa with his back tired, thinking for a moment, and then added, "Tomorrow night if Jing Chen wants, you can also take Jing Chen with him. He is ten years old, and there is no need to protect him on the wings. I'm off. As the next heir to the Li family, he should almost know other people and adapt to such an occasion..."

  "I'll ask him." Li Beijue also agreed with Old Man Li's point of view, but he still depends on Chi Baobao's choice. If Chi Baobao doesn't want to, he can postpone it for another two years.

  When he agreed, the old man Li half closed his eyelids, was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "I already know about the black net. I told Enen. I hope you can announce the divorce."

  Looking like an ice sculpture, the man who listened to Father Li's arrangement suddenly stood up, his handsome face was full of dissatisfaction, "Impossible!"

  The old man ran and told the woman about this, no wonder Chi Baobao would call him and say that Chi Eun didn’t look right last night.

  Old man Li was dissatisfied that he suddenly stood up, frowned, and said patiently, "I just told the announcement..."

  "I also don't agree!" The five words are categorical and cannot be changed!