Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

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Nanjianyuan didn't waste any more time, looking up and drank the poison in the bottle.

Huo Yi watched him drink it all, and put away the gun against his waist.

The first thing Nan Jianyuan finished drinking the poison hurriedly put a large strawberry into his mouth with a fork, and seriously suggested to Li Beijue, "I think your medicine tastes not good, it is too bitter. It affects the mood of the drinker. , It would be great if it can be adjusted to a fruity flavor."

Huo Yi's forehead slid down two black lines.

Is this person nervous or has a brain problem?

Who cares what the poison is?

Is there still a few different flavors to let people choose?

"You can try it when you are idle." Li Beijue is the only person who is indifferent to his suggestions. "The premise is that you are concentrating on helping the person I want you to treat."

Nan Jianyuan blinked, and tilted his head when he didn't know it. "Isn't the person you asked me to treat you with your daughter?"

The daughter is a daughter, why make it so mysterious?

"Don't worry, I will treat her well. I drank all the medicine. I am dying." Nan Jianyuan shrugged his shoulders and looked relaxed, completely unlike the person who just drank the poison.

Li Beijue stared into his eyes, stood up first, and stared at him condescendingly, "I know you are good at detoxification. You'd better not play tricks with me, or I will dig a pit and bury you with a car. NS!"

Nan Jianyuan was staring at him as if it were real, and the heart seemed to be leaking wind, and his whole body felt cold involuntarily.

He opened his mouth and didn't speak yet.

I heard the stern warning from the arrogant man, "During this time, Huo Yi will stare at you, and if he finds out that you are doing a small gesture, he will directly interrupt your leg. Anyway, you don’t need to use double stance to help others. Legs, if you want to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of your life, you will die."

After he finished speaking, he reached out and took Chi Eun's hand, "Let's go. Go home."

"Uh, you're not going to the company?"

"Don't go!" She found Nan Jianyuan. For him, this matter was more important than going to the company for a meeting.

He wants to take the person back first and let him help Nono see.

He took Chi En'en and walked ahead, and when he passed by Nan Jianyuan, he told Huo Yi, "Bring him too."

"Yes, Sir Alex." Huo Yi's suit and leather shoes looked straightforward, but he belonged to the gentle and handsome type. When a stranger saw him, he couldn't see at all that he was the kind of person who would scoop a gun at others without blinking, "Mr. Nanjian, please."

He had scooped the gun at others before, and now he was polite again.

Nan Jianyuan sighed for a long time, stood up resignedly, and finally glanced at the strawberry cake that hadn't moved much on the table, as if bemoaning his lost freedom, "That... I can take the cake away. ?"

Huo Yi lowered his head calmly, and gently refused, "Mr. Nanjian likes to eat cakes and you can go to Country Garden to eat it. Country Garden has a special five-star pastry chef, and Mr. Nan Jian can eat whatever he wants."

Nan Jianyuan completely accepted his fate, and under Huo Yi's supervision, followed Huo Yi into the Land Rover on the side of the road...

It took half an hour for the car to drive back to Country Garden.

Along the way, Nanjianyuan was looking around. When entering the mansion, he couldn't help but slapped his tongue, "The rich..."

"That oil painting is not Van Gogh's sunflower..."

"That's the trilogy over there?"

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