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

If he knew why, he wouldn't be like it is now. He knew that he had plunged into the fire, but let the flame burn everything about him until it turned to ashes, and there was no way to stop.

He knew that he had been longing for a long time, and he didn't know when it started, and he kept clamoring to imprison her by his side.

On the night three years ago, she cried very sadly. Every inch of her skin touched her fingers, and she seemed to have cold tears. He knew that he was drinking too much, and the wine was pouring up, he tried hard to push her away, but he kissed her lips uncontrollably, sinking into an incredible tenderness time and time again.

Every time she breathed, there was a sweet breath, and she couldn't help but want to approach. But it was too close. I could see the trembling of her eyelashes clearly, but I also saw the tears hanging on it.

After knowing that she and Li Beichen were married in business, he was so unwilling to love her, and the pain that went deep into his bones was like pouring oil, and not a moment was not burning.

Like a terminally ill patient, he is not reconciled, but with the pianist, no matter how struggling, there is nothing left for this commercial marriage.

Since this is the case, he must take over Sophia, deal with Yuzun, and deal with Li Beichen.

Reach out and imagine that you can rub her hair spoilingly when something hasn't happened yet.

After all, he withdrew his hand, moved away from her slender leg, and left her.

"I have something to do. I have to go to the company. You can sort it out, and I will let the driver pick you up and leave the capital of Huadu."

Before she refused, he left. Porsche drove out of Yanlan Mountain. I don't know how long it had been before. He looked at the front with another red light, only to realize that the sunroof on the roof had been opened at some point. He closed the skylight, turned at the next intersection, and bypassed the magnificent Yuzun Group.

There are still twenty days, that is the wedding of the century.

He couldn't persuade Shi Qi, and he couldn't persuade Yuxuan to regret the marriage. In this case, he would spend more than 20 days with the woman and upset the imperial sovereign until Li Beichen was not qualified to honor the wedding.

I took out my phone, slid the address book to the bottom, and dialed it.

"Miss Xu, no, you should be called Miss Qiao."

"This call from Master Shi made me wait for a long time. So, are you thinking about it?"

"Happy cooperation."

"Ha ha ha, happy cooperation."

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California, shrouded in dark night.

The night was terribly quiet, Li Beichen raised his eyes and scanned the documents that had been processed late at night, moved his hand to the mouse and marked the last unprocessed e-mail in the mailbox with a sign of invalidation. The coffee in the cup has gradually cooled down. .

Having a cup of black coffee all night long has been his unchanging habit for more than ten years.

He picked it up and drank it, not feeling the bitterness of the cold coffee, but inexplicably remembered that one day the woman handed the peeled milky chocolate to his mouth and asked him if it was bitter, and asked him if he wanted to eat sweet. Is it?

He clearly remembered that when the woman approached, the diffuse sweet scent, and her slender and curling eyelashes, trembled like butterfly wings, like a sorrow in the bottom of people's hearts, lingering no matter what.

Thinking of this, Li Beichen's face was completely black.

The slender fingers released the pen, allowing the pen and ink to faint a smudge on the document on the table.

He was absolutely crazy. He had only been on a business trip for one day, and he didn't hesitate to get Cheng Yuan to buy a return flight ticket because of the woman's phone call.