Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

Because his foundation was already perfect, it didn’t take much time to do the styling.

Li Beijue looked at his watch. At this moment, the driver also arrived.

As soon as he saw him, he immediately said, "Sir, the things you asked to prepare are ready."

"Show it to me."

The driver handed over a beautiful gift box. Li Beijue opened the box and took a look. Inside was a pricey watch.

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

Although he didn't know what Mrs. Habsden liked, it was still very simple to find out what Quan Dongting liked. A quick search will reveal Quan Dongting's hobby of collecting famous lists. So there is nothing better than giving a watch to Quan Dongting.

He looked in the mirror. Although he didn't know what the damn things were smeared under his eyes by these people, looking in the mirror, his face did look much better than before. At least it didn't look like he'd been awake all night.

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

"Yes, Sir."

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

The driver drove towards the manor...

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In the car, the man who was relatively satisfied with his image just now became irritated again. Looking at the image reflected on the projector, he frowned and asked the driver, "Would it be better for my hair to be more natural?"

The driver glanced through the rearview mirror and said without feeling anything special, "No, sir, I'm fine now."

"But it would be better to be more natural!"

Shit!

What was he thinking just now, and why did he let them spray some hairspray on his hair?

"Reverse the car! I want to do my hair again!" Li Beijue narrowed his eagle eyes and touched his thin lips.

The driver suspected that his ears had heard it wrong and he still didn't respond.

The person sitting in the back was already urging him irritably, "I asked you to reverse the car. Can't you understand what people are saying?"

The driver finally came to his senses and said with a cautious smile, "Sir, it's already half past eight. If we go back, I'm afraid we won't be able to catch up with the time you said."

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

If we go back now, we may not be able to arrive at half past nine.

The angry man froze, raised his wrist, and looked at the time.

Sure enough, it was already half past eight.

Turning back this time, it was really like what the driver said, it was too late to do anything.

But……

He remembered that when he first got in the car and was going to review the etiquette of meeting parents for the first time, he accidentally saw another answer that said it is best to dress more naturally when meeting parents, and not to be too formal or formal. Is that okay? In terms of intimacy, he was anxious.

Li Beijue felt like there were nails under his butt, and he wished he could turn back the time by an hour!

In this extremely anxious and tense atmosphere, the driver became cautious when breathing, fearing that the fire would accidentally burn him.

However, no matter how careful he was, no matter how low his presence was, what was supposed to come still came.

"Have you met your parents?"

"Uh, sir, what did you say?" The driver was stunned.

Li Beijue's brows were full of irritation, "Let me ask you, have you met the girl's parents?"

"I've seen... I've seen you."

Of course he has met his wife's parents, otherwise how could he get married?

Li Beijue seemed to have seen the walking clicker. He suddenly looked at him and asked seriously, "How did you see it? What were you wearing at that time? Was it more formal or more natural?"