Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

The living room is still the same as before, with Chinese-style furniture that is full of luxury.

Mr. Li was standing in front of a mahogany flower stand, pruning the branches and leaves of an orchid. When he heard the footsteps behind him, he ordered the old butler without looking back, "Go and make two cups of Earl Gray black tea."

"Okay, Sir." The old butler lowered his head and quietly exited.

Mr. Li took off the flower-making gloves on his hands and put the scissors in his hands on the shelf. He turned around, his cold and strong features could vaguely be seen when he was young. When he saw Li Beijue, his expression was indifferent, and he said coldly, "Coming?"

"Yes." Li Beijue was the same, as cold as ice.

Two people in the same room were like two cold and hard icebergs hitting the rocks in the same sea. Fortunately, there was no third person present, otherwise they would have been frozen to death by the chilly atmosphere in the room.

Mr. Li took the lead and walked to the sofa with a dragon-headed cane and sat down. He said forcefully to Li Beijue, who was still standing, "Sit down."

Li Beijue sat down on the sofa opposite him and waited for him to continue.

At this time, the old butler came in with tea. The exquisite tea sets seemed to have passed through the long years of the Middle Ages, gorgeous and beautiful.

"Master."

The old butler first put a cup for Li Beijue, then placed the other cup in front of the tall and tough old man, and said respectfully, "Old Sir, your tea."

"let it go."

The old butler put down the teacup obediently.

Mr. Li picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and then put it down calmly. His strong outline softened a little, and he looked at him and said, "I came to you to tell you that the Li Chaebol will have an annual dinner tomorrow night. You If you need to attend, remember to make time.”

As the world's first-class chaebol, Li's chaebol's annual chaebol annual meeting is no small matter. Under normal circumstances, the leaders of Li's chaebol must attend.

He had always attended before, but this year he was in poor health and asked Li Beijue to attend in his place.

This is also equivalent to announcing that Li Beijue's status as heir is irrevocable!

"Yes." Li Beijue reacted lightly to this, as if he didn't know what it meant for Mr. Li to ask him to attend on his behalf.

Mr. Li leaned back tiredly on the sofa, thought for a moment, and then added, "If Jingchen is willing, you can take Jingchen with you tomorrow night. He is already ten years old, there is no need to protect him under your wings anymore." Exited. As the next generation heir of the Li family, he should probably get to know other people and adapt to such an occasion..."

"I will ask him." Li Beijue also agreed with Mr. Li's point of view, but he still had to look at Chi Baobao's choice. If Chi Baobao didn't want to, he could postpone it for another two years.

Mr. Li thought he had agreed, half-closed his eyelids, was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "I already know about the black network. I told Enen that I hope you can announce the divorce to the public."

The man who had been listening to Mr. Li's arrangements like an ice sculpture suddenly stood up, his handsome face full of dissatisfaction, "Impossible!"

The old man actually ran to tell the woman this. No wonder Chi Baobao called him and said that Chi Enen didn't look right last night.

Mr. Li was dissatisfied that he suddenly stood up, frowned, and said patiently, "I said it just for the announcement..."

"I don't agree either!" Five words, firm and unchangeable!