Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

Nan Jianyuan didn't waste any more time, raised his head and drank the poison in the bottle in one gulp.

After Huo Yi watched him drink it all, he put away the gun on his waist.

The first thing Nan Jianyuan did after drinking the poison was to fork a big strawberry and stuff it into his mouth. He seriously suggested to Li Beijue, "I think your medicine tastes bad, it's too bitter. It affects the mood of the drinker. , it would be great if it could be made into a fruit flavor.”

Two black lines slid down Huo Yi's forehead.

Is this person crazy or out of his mind?

Who cares what poison tastes like.

Do you want to make several different flavors for people to choose from?

"You can try it if you are in a hurry." Li Beijue was the only one who was indifferent to his suggestion, "The premise is that you are concentrating on treating the person I want you to treat."

Nan Jianyuan blinked, and tilted his head in confusion, "Isn't the person you asked me to help you treat your illness your daughter?"

A daughter is a daughter, why make it so mysterious?

"Don't worry, I'll treat her well. I drank all the medicine, and I'm dying." Nan Jianyuan shrugged his shoulders, looking relaxed, not like someone who just drank the poison.

Li Beijue looked into his eyes, stood up first after a while, stared at him condescendingly and said, "I know you are very good at detoxification, you better not play tricks with me, or I will dig you and your car into a hole Already!"

Nan Jianyuan was stared at by him with real eyes, his heart seemed to be leaking, and his whole body felt cold involuntarily.

He opened his mouth, but still didn't speak.

I heard the stern warning voice of the arrogant man, "During this period, Huo Yi will stare at you. If he finds out that you are making small moves, he will directly break your leg. Anyway, you don't need to use your hands to help people see a doctor." If you want to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of your life, you will die."

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to hold Chi Enen's hand, "Let's go. Go home."

"Uh, you're not going to the company anymore?"

"No!" She found Nan Jianyuan. For him, this matter was more important than going to the company for a meeting.

He wants to take him back first, and let him take a look at it for Nuonuo.

He pulled Chi Enen to the front, and when he passed Nan Jianyuan, he told Huo Yi, "Take him too."

"Yes, my lord." Huo Yi looked serious in a suit and leather shoes, but he belonged to the gentle and handsome type. When the stranger saw him, he couldn't see that he was the kind of person who would point a gun at others without blinking, "Mr. Nanjian, please."

Before, he pointed his gun at others, but now he is polite again.

Nan Jianyuan sighed for a long time, stood up resignedly, and took a last look at the strawberry cake that was still on the table, as if lamenting his lost freedom, "Well... I can take the cake away ?"

Huo Yi lowered his head calmly, and gently refused, "Mr. Nanjian likes to eat cakes, you can go to Country Garden to eat them. Country Garden has a special five-star pastry chef, and Mr. Nanjian can eat whatever you want."

Nan Jianyuan completely resigned to his fate. Under Huo Yi's surveillance, he followed Huo Yi into the Land Rover on the side of the road...

It took half an hour for the car to drive back to Country Garden.

Along the way, Nan Jianyuan was looking around. When he entered the mansion, he couldn't help but click his tongue, "Rich people..."

"That oil painting isn't Van Gogh's sunflowers..."

"That one over there is the Scream trilogy?"