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

It was late at night, and Li Beichen hadn't come back yet.

After waiting for Li Nana to sleep, Ma Wu advised Yuxuan to rest early, but she refused and insisted on waiting for Li Beichen to return.

Yuxuan knew that this state banquet was not simple, otherwise Li Beiming would not come to the capital of Huadu to insult her late at night.

Yeah, I'm pressing.

Perhaps Li Beichen is more sure of this game.

She said don't socialize too late and come back early.

He agreed.

Then she just waited for him.

Unable to sit still in the bedroom, Yuxuan went back to the huge sugar maple and swayed casually on the swing.

It's just that a light rain gradually began to fall in the sky.

Mother Wu held an umbrella and went down. At the end of September, the cold air in the middle of the night was quite heavy, and she couldn't help but tremble.

"Madam, you'd better go back to your room and rest, pay attention to your health."

Yuxuan felt weak all over, and the hand that took the umbrella was soft and weak.

"Mother Wu, I can still survive, but you, don't accompany me, rest now."

"You don't rest, how can I rest assured." Wu Ma put the prepared shawl on Yuxuan's shoulders, and smiled kindly, "It's nice to have you in the second youngest."

When she said this, Madam Wu looked up at the quiet Yanlan Mountain, sighed and continued: "In the past, it was common for the two young men to be busy until one or two o'clock. Sometimes the overtime work came early the next morning. I have lived in the capital of Huadu very rarely, and the company is like his home. Only my old lady guards the entire Yanlan Mountain."

The rain was dense and dense, and it fell on the red maple leaves of Yanlan Mountain, and then slid onto the grass.

Listening to Ma Wu's words quietly, Yu Xuan didn't interrupt.

She knew Li Beichen's busyness and loneliness, she knew all about it.

For the rest of his life, he will no longer be accompanied only by black coffee.

......

In the exquisitely decorated hotel lobby, the luxurious pomp, the sound of air-conditioning one after another.

Walking in the forefront, the man with a stern face, a dazed Ying, eyebrows are suffocating.

"President Li!!!"

The chairman of Hangzhou City Real Estate raised a smile and stepped forward to shake hands with him, "It's really hard for you to come here tonight. Regarding Hangzhou City Real Estate's real estate project in Shanghai..."

Li Beichen's eyebrows narrowed slightly, his thin lips pressed tightly, a little displeased.

Those black eyes, cold and deep, disappeared from the bottom.

The special helper Shao Qin politely interrupted the other party, "Chen, we are in a hurry."

The man was slightly embarrassed, and had to watch the man with arrogant temperament leave.

Bentley's car windows rose slowly, and Li Beichen's hard and determined profile disappeared before Hangzhou's precious eyes.

Leaning slantingly on the back of the chair, he stretched out his hand and rubbed his frowning eyebrows.

"Did the madam rest?"

"Mother Wu just called and said that his wife is still waiting for you."

Li Beichen frowned.

Turning his watch arrogantly, his thin lips lightly opened: "I'll give you fifteen minutes."

In a word, Shao Qin swallowed in disbelief.

From the State Banquet Bureau back to Yanlan Mountain, fifteen minutes?

Speeding and other speeding, high speeding?

Shao Qin wanted to say something, but he could feel the cold and cruel gaze coming with a strong aura and pressure, and he was so scared that he quickly started Bentley.

At the same time, Maserati not far away turned on the lights.

That car, Li Beiming.

Unexpectedly, that man would be waiting for him here.

"Second Young Master?" Shao Qin looked back and waited for his gesture.

"Since I'm here, I'll see you there." Li Beichen seemed to be a Raksha from **** in the majestic and chilling aura.

The patter of rain was still falling, and in the dense rain curtain, the tall and straight figure was arrogant and cold as the door closed with a bang.

Under the prosperous and charming city that never sleeps, two equally tall men make people stop their lives and dare not go any further.

Li Beiming lit a cigarette and smiled unclearly.

"Beichen, do you remember the woman in the presidential suite on the 16th floor of the Milan Garden Hotel four years ago?"

Pinching out the cigarette butt, a bloodthirsty sneer bloomed on his lips, "Don't you think Miss Shi's voice is familiar?"