Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

Li Beijue frowned and hung up the phone without even saying good night.

Chi Enen was by her side and heard clearly the whole process. She shook his hand and comforted him silently, "I'm sorry, Li Beijue, I forgot to tell you about this. I met her in the nursing home that day, and she said she wanted to Talk to you. Then grandpa came. She talked to grandpa about the Os Group. Grandpa did say that as long as she could get people to stop, she would let you go. I originally remembered to tell you. , but I forgot about it later.”

Li Beijue put away the irritation between his brows, reached out and pinched the bridge of his nose, and then suppressed the irritation floating in his heart, "It's not a big deal at first, but I just feel annoyed when I hear her voice, and I can't control myself. Emotions. I’m not angry with you.”

"Yes, I know." Chi Enen nodded and said softly.

He is used to doing whatever he wants and has developed a character that means he is what he is. He is not as good at pretending as Si Chen and others.

If this man is happy, he is happy; if he is unhappy, he is unhappy.

Since he said he was not angry, he was not angry.

In addition, Chi Enen knew the flaws in his character, and probably understood why he became irritable when he heard Li Qiyun's voice - because he had been at the top of his life since birth. Being so cold at a high place also means that there are very few people around him. Li Qiyun is one of them! But what Li Qiyun did failed him for so many years of family affection. For Li Beijue, her betrayal should be a very painful thing, right?

Chi Enen silently grasped the man's hand. He didn't say much, but stood beside him silently...

In the Shui'an Huadu community across from Country Garden, in a 260-square-meter mansion on the top floor, a man in a bathrobe walked out of the bedroom. After taking out an expensive bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet and opening it, he sat on the high chair on the balcony and poured a glass. Her white-skinned wrists swayed the red wine glass. The bright red and snow-white skin formed a sharp contrast, and there was a kind of decadent sexiness.

After the red wine had fully sobered up, she put the glass to her mouth, raised her head and took a sip.

She didn't know if the decades-old pure wine was too strong in flavor. She choked halfway through the drink and coughed twice while covering her lips. Then he put down the wine glass, took out the lady's cigarette from the cigarette case, held it between his fingers, lit it and smoked half of it.

Five minutes later, her expression relaxed, and her beautiful eyes seemed to have made up her mind. She picked up the mobile phone that was placed aside and made a call.

"Dudu..."

The phone rang seven or eight times before it was picked up.

But what came was not the voice of the owner of the phone, but a lazy and charming female voice, "Hey, are you looking for the president? Sorry, the president is not here. If you have anything to say to me, I will convey it to you later." President."

Li Qiyun heard the sound of water rushing on the other end of the phone. It sounded like someone was taking a shower. Her handsome and beautiful face showed no pleasure at all. He just flicked the slender lady's cigarette between his fingers indifferently, and said in a hoarse voice, "Tell him that Mrs. Os has something to do with him, so give him the phone now."

The person on the other end of the phone was breathing heavily. He seemed startled, and his voice became panicked. "Husband, madam, I...well, it's not convenient for the president to answer your call right now. I still..."