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

"Are you crazy!" Li Beichen scolded coldly, stopping her.

"I'm not crazy, I am sober." Shi Yuxuan said so firmly after every word.

On the lips, the scarred wound opened last night. She was in pain, but she made no sound.

However, with a slender hand, stroking his thick black hair, Li Beichen was sweating on his forehead.

"Is there enough trouble?" He suddenly hugged her waist, turned her over and put her down on the seat, so that she would not suffer a lot of pain from falling little by little.

Yuxuan raised his eyes, staring at him with distracted eyes, "Li Beichen, shall we be better?"

"Shi Yuxuan, you!" He narrowed Danfeng's eyes dangerously, and the yin bird squinted at her coldly, "Where is your shame, huh?"

The sarcasm and disdain in the tone hurt her deeply.

"Do you think I'm a scumbag?" She sobbed, shaking hard, like a little rabbit imprisoned in a cage.

Holding his breath, he fixedly looked at the poor helpless woman beneath him. The moment of being at a loss made him irritated not to come.

The shoulder straps of the long skirt fell down her sobbing and trembling shoulders, and the white and shiny skin was unobstructed.

With arms on both sides of her body, Li Beichen resisted the crazy impulse and pulled out.

"It's late then, go back to the room and rest."

She cried, got out of the car, went upstairs, and locked herself in the side sleeper.

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The long and stalwart figure stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with deep eyes.

He was wearing a black bathrobe, and a cigarette was burning between his slender and well-knotted fingers.

It didn't smoke, and there were fine pieces of soot wafting along the cool night breeze.

In the flickering night breeze, faintly heard the sound of her opening the door.

Then, there was a sound of footsteps in the corridor.

He thought she was here to knock on his door, leaning on the wall proudly, her eyes lowered, and the arc of her mouth gradually softened.

But the slender and delicate figure did not appear until the sound of a low engine came.

He frowned, stepped away from his long straight legs, and the dim yellow light shone on the balcony, pulling his shadow very long.

Downstairs, a woman in Ping Ting leaned against Ferrari, talking on the phone.

She raised her chin slightly, her posture was arrogant, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and the wildness and dudeness in her bones were vivid.

It seemed that he didn't see the long and stalwart figure leaning on the railing. After Yuxuan hung up the phone, he drove the open-top Ferrari and galloped away. The wind in the middle of the night shook her long hair.

Damn it!

This lawless woman dared to leave home late at night without saying a word?

Where did you put Mrs. Li's precious money? !

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The brilliant red Ferrari stopped at the Caesars Club, got off the car, and you saw Sheng Yilun's mad and domineering McLaren P1.

Really, I didn't answer the phone when I called him. Fortunately, I found him here.

Shutting the car door, Yu Xuan stroked the wind-blown hair. Then, go upstairs.

She went straight to the billiards place, a group of men, the smell of cigarettes permeated.

Frowning, looking for Sheng Yilun's figure. But I saw a familiar and tall man on the sofa.

Xing Ye leaned there lazily, with thin lips, a cigarette dangling evilly.

His jaws were sharpened, his eyes were dangerous but enchanting, and his wicked and enchanting face seemed to make countless women scream.

"I said I looked familiar, it turned out to be Mrs. Li, the second sister-in-law."

The smoke between my fingertips was shining brightly and dimly.

In the mist, she couldn't see his look clearly, but she could feel his danger and ghost.

He smiled, "There are all men here, and Young Master Li is not there. Second sister-in-law, isn't she here to find her lover?"