Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

  Li Beijue scrunched his eyebrows, hung up the phone directly, and did not even return a good night.

Chi En'en heard clearly all the time, shook his hand, silently comforting, "Sorry, Li Beijue, I forgot to tell you about it. I met her in the nursing home that day, and she said she wanted I want to talk to you. Then my grandpa came, and she told grandpa about the Oss Group. Grandpa did say that as long as she can let people stop, I will let you go. I originally remembered to tell you , The result was forgotten later."

Li Beijue closed his eyebrows and his irritability, stretched out his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose, and then suppressed the floating irritability in his heart, "It wasn't a big deal at first. I felt annoyed just by hearing her voice, and I couldn't control myself. Emotions. I'm not angry with you."

   "Well, I know." Chi Enen nodded and said softly.

  He has become accustomed to it, and has developed a character that is what it is, and he will not be good at disguising like Si Chen and the others.

  This man is happy when he is happy, and he is not happy when he is unhappy.

  Since he said that he was not angry, he was not angry.

  In addition, Ji Eun-en knows his personality flaws, and probably understands why he gets irritable when he hears Li Qiyun's voice—because his life has been at the top since he was born. The high altitude also means that there are very few people around him. Li Qiyun is one of them! But what Li Qiyun did has failed him for so many years of family affection. For Li Beijue, her betrayal should be an uncomfortable thing, right?

  Chi Enen silently grabbed the man's hand, didn't whisper so much, just stood silently beside him...

  Shui'an Huadu Community, opposite to Country Garden, in a 260-square-meter mansion on the top floor, a person wearing a bathrobe walked out of the bedroom. After the wine cabinet took out a bottle of expensive red wine and opened it, I sat on the high chair on the balcony and poured a glass. She shook a red wine glass with her white as snowy wrists. The bright red and snow-white skin formed a sharp contrast, and there was a decadent sexy.

  After waiting for the red wine to sober up, she handed the glass to her mouth and took a sip with her head up.

  I don't know if the pure wine taste of decades is too strong, she choked halfway through drinking, and coughed twice while covering her lips. Then he put down the wine glass, took out the lady's cigarette from the cigarette case and clamped it between his fingers, lighted it and smoked half of it.

  Five minutes later, her expression relaxed, and Meimu seemed to have made up her mind. She picked up the mobile phone she had put aside and dialed a call.

   "Beep..."

  The phone rang seven or eight times before being picked up.

But what came was not the voice of the owner of the phone, but a lazy and charming female voice, "Hey, look for the president? Excuse me, the president is not there. If you have anything you can tell me, I will tell you later. President."

  Li Qiyun heard the sound of splashing water on the phone, as if someone was taking a bath. Her heroic and beautiful face did not have the slightest sensation of catching rape. Just indifferently flicked the slender lady's cigarette between her fingers, her voice hoarse, "Tell him, Mrs. Oss has something to do with him, and give him the phone now."

  The breathing of the person on the other side of the phone suddenly increased. It seemed to be startled, and his voice became flustered, "Husband, madam, I... this, the president is not convenient to answer your call now, I still..."