Becoming Audacious After Marriage: Madam, Please Keep a Low Profile

At the end of the family banquet, Li Beichen left Lantian Qingshui Bay.

Back in the capital of Huadu, Li Beichen's body stiffened inexplicably as his eyes fell on the empty and deserted sofa.

The second hand stepped on the ear, ticking, moving around.

As if something was taking away the air from the whole body, Ying's extraordinary handsome face turned pale, and her thin lips were drawn into a line.

It's been so long, that woman didn't even make a call.

He thought that when she knew she had been banned, she would call in angrily.

Because according to her temperament, she would definitely have no taboo and scold her until she felt more comfortable.

But by the way, no.

His cell phone has never ringed.

Damn it!

Is he prone to self-masochism?

Have a slight expectation of her phone call?

Crazy, really crazy!

He took off the hundreds of thousands of custom-made suit jackets and threw them anxiously on the sofa.

Reached out and loosened his tie.

With her long legs folded, her temperament leaned proudly on the sofa, and she arrogantly turned the watch, which implied overwhelming power. His eyes were dark but dangerously restrained, at 8:30 in the evening.

Tonight, it seems to be very long?

He hated this feeling of solitude and coziness, because once he calmed down, his heart would be empty for no reason, as if he had been taken away by someone, but he didn't know what it was. For more than 20 years abroad, every night, he was tortured by this empty to terrifying and even bone-eroding pain.

He can't allow his free time to be eroded by that loneliness, so he always arranges his schedule very full, so busy that he can't squeeze a minute and a second. Finally, I was so tired that I kept using the bitterness of black coffee to paralyze myself.

Over time, he really couldn't sleep anymore.

In the end, countless awake to terrible nights can only fall asleep with sleeping pills, but again and again in dreams, being obscured by endless darkness.

Alone, he has been alone for more than 20 years abroad, and he is the only one.

He can't even make the slightest mistake in his body. Once he is sick, no one knows where he will fall. No, it should be said that no one cares. From the moment he was born, he was doomed to fend for himself.

Oh, it's really ironic.

Get up, pick up the suit jacket thrown on the sofa, and put it on expensively and arrogantly.

"Cheng Yuan, mention tomorrow's entertainment to tonight."

*......*

When Li Beichen came back, it was already late at night.

The client’s socializing is always the most difficult thing. When he left, he was already not sober, and the driver sent him off.

Under the dim light, a handsome face was pale, wine scented from his nose, and his stomach was overwhelmed.

He frowned, his cold lips tightened horribly, and he walked over to support the edge of the bed and put himself down comfortably, but he suddenly heard a groan of pain, as if he was pressing something, and his body was incredibly soft.

Li Beichen frowned, leaned over, propped up one arm and said coldly: "Who?"

The person in her arms was sleeping in a daze, the sudden weight on her delicate body, painful.

She rubbed her shoulders, her sleepiness suddenly woke up after the moment of pressure.

Smell the strong alcohol, and the smell of tobacco, the strong hormones of men!

It was completely uncontrollable, and the heart beat violently, pounding.

In the large but silent presidential suite, it was so sharp and abrupt.

Inexplicably, the blush stained his cheeks.

Not wanting to be noticed by him, Yu Xuan deliberately twitched his hoarse voice and tremblingly shouted: "Li Beichen, you are pressing me down!"

Li Beichen's long and stalwart figure was so light that the earthquake was invisible.