Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

  Because his own foundation is already perfect, it didn't take much time to make styling.

  Li Beijue looked at his watch, and at exactly this time, the driver also came.

  As soon as he saw him, he immediately said, "Lord, what you have prepared is ready."

   "Show it to me."

  The driver handed over a beautiful gift box. Li Beijue opened the box and took a look. There was a expensive watch inside.

  He closed the box and handed it to the driver, "Yes."

  Although he didn't know what the old lady Habsden liked, it was still very simple to find out what Dongting Quan liked. A casual check can find out Quan Dongting's hobby to collect famous watches. So it couldn't be better to give the watch to Quan Dongting.

  He looked in the mirror. Although he didn't know what **** thing was wiped off by these people under his eyes, his face was indeed much better than before when he looked in the mirror. At least it doesn't seem to tell that he hasn't fallen asleep all night.

  Li Beijue was still satisfied, and told the driver, "Get ready, get ready to go."

   "Yes, Sir Sir."

  Five minutes later, Li Beijue sat in the Lincoln car.

  The driver drove in the direction of the manor...

  *

  In the car, the man who was satisfied with his image just now became irritable again. He frowned and asked the driver, "Is my hair a little more natural and better?"

  The driver glanced through the rearview mirror, and said without any special feeling, “No, Sir, it’s fine now.”

   "But it's better to be natural!"

  Shi-t!

  What did he think just now, why would they let them spray some hairspray on his hair?

   "Back the car! I want to get my hair done again!" Li Beijue squinted his eagle eyes and touched his thin lips.

  The driver suspected that his ears had misheard, and he has not responded.

  The person sitting behind has urged him irritably, "I told you to reverse the car, can't understand people?"

  The driver finally reacted, and said with a cautious smile, "Lord, it’s already half past eight. If you go back, I’m afraid it will not be in time for what you said."

  They are still more than ten minutes away from the manor.

  Go back now, it may not be at half past nine.

  The angry person went stiff, raised his wrist and checked the time.

  Sure enough, it was already half past eight.

   Going back this time, it’s really like what the driver said, it’s too late to do anything.

  But...

He remembered that when he first got on the car, he planned to revisit the etiquette of the first time he saw the parents. He accidentally saw the other answer written in the answer. When seeing the parents, it is best to dress naturally. Don't be too deliberate and formal. He was also anxious about the kindness.

  Li Beijue’s buttocks seemed to have nails underneath, so I can’t wait to turn the time back for an hour!

  The driver became cautious when he breathed in this extremely anxious and tense atmosphere, fearing that the fire would burn him accidentally.

   However, no matter how careful he is, no matter how he reduces his sense of presence, what should come is still here.

  "Have you met a parent?"

   "Uh, what did you say, Sir Sir?" The driver was taken aback.

   Li Beijue's eyebrows are full of irritability, "I ask you have seen the wife's parents?"

   "See... I have seen it."

  Of course he has met his wife’s parents, otherwise how did he get married?

  Li Beijue seemed to see the walking clicker, looked at him suddenly, and asked with a serious expression, "How do you know? What did you wear at the time? Is it formal or natural?"