Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

She wanted Nuonuo to be healthy and safe.

This is her greatest wish.

Because she was so eager, she suddenly saw hope again. Chi Enen was very anxious, and Li Beijue pulled her hand away at this moment, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Trust me." Li Beijue could understand her excitement, he stared at her with dark eyes, and said in a calm voice.

For some reason, Chi Enen's heart, which was originally scorched by fire, gradually calmed down as if a trace of ice water had been poured into it. Although she was still anxious, she nodded and decided to let him come.

Li Beijue felt her unconditional trust in him, and his mood improved a lot. He turned to look at the person opposite, touched his thin lips, "Are you from the Nanjian family?"

"How do you know?" The person opposite blurted out in surprise.

His name is actually Nan Jianyuan, and he always referred to him as Nanyuan to the outside world, deliberately removing the middle character.

The Nanjian family is a hermit family, and their purpose in life is to do things in a high-profile manner and behave in a low-key manner. They have been involved in many major events in human history. For example, President Kenny was assassinated to death, or the thrilling craniotomy of leader Y who suffered an air strike...

In fact, Li Beijue had been looking for them, but the main branch of the Nanjian family was too low-key. Many of their branches abroad do not know their appearance and names, and it is very troublesome to find them.

He spent a lot of contacts and just found out that the patriarch of the Nanjian family is a young man, and he knows nothing about it. Unexpectedly, Chi Enen found someone by mistake.

Li Beijue narrowed his eyes and stared at him, "I heard that you can't go back for some reason?"

"..." He knows all this? !

"You have two options. One is to go back with me. I can help you hide and prevent your family from finding you. But you need to help me treat a person until he is cured."

Nan Jianyuan frowned, his slow-moving expression became more serious, "What about the second choice?"

Li Beijue sat tall and straight on the chair, with his long legs crossed, his dignity was unparalleled. The dark eagle eyes fell on him, and he said word by word, "It's easier. I'll tie you back now and have someone beat you up. Beat until you agree to the first choice!"

"Fuck!" Nan Jianyuan jumped up suddenly, couldn't help but swear, and complained angrily, "Why don't you just tell me just one choice?"

What the hell, is this called two choices?

There is only one way in front of him—be obedient!

He suddenly didn't want to do it anymore, and was thinking about how to run.

Li Beijue stroked his waist with his fingertips, as if he could see through his inner thoughts. Suddenly he took out a small Browning pistol and threw it on the table, arrogantly raised his jaw line sharply, "I advise you not to resist, for me, as long as I don't kill you, the rest is up to me." acceptable range."

He narrowed his eyes, and said coldly, "For example, break your leg!"

Nan Jianyuan's whole body froze, the soles of his feet seemed to be nailed, unable to move. He now knows what a Hongmen Banquet is. He just ate a few pieces of cake, not only was he recognized, but he also sold himself in. He raised his hands in pain and sat back down again. Like a frost-beaten eggplant, it hung its head, "...I'll choose the first one."

Does he have a choice?

There is only one option from start to finish. Why.

He was so heavy that he couldn't speak, did he just escape from the tiger's mouth and fall into the wolves again?