Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

On the other side, at Si Chen's home.

The dark-faced man kicked over the trash can and walked in quickly.

With a headache, Si Chen glanced at the innocent trash can rolling over on the ground, bent down and put the vodka he had just taken out on the table, and complained to the man sitting on the sofa next to him, "I bet a million, he's definitely being raped again." His little sweetheart is exciting."

Huo Leiting had just returned to China, so he didn't know much about the domestic situation. Hearing Si Chen mentioning Little Sweetheart, he frowned his brows stiffly, looked at Si Chen with sharp eyes, and let out a deep voice from his throat, "En?"

The three of them were good brothers who cherished each other, and Si Chen didn't hide it, and told everything about Li Beijue and Chi Enen in detail. Then he complained, "The last time they quarreled, he called me to the Lan Club, and drank my 200,000 yuan of wine without saying a word. After drinking, I ran away by myself. I kindly found him a beautiful woman and sent him up. He saw I drove him out with his bare buttocks without even looking at him. The next day, the two of us seemed to be on good terms. On the contrary, I was jumping up and down like a monkey all night in the middle, and the next day I was still alive. I have to make an apology to his little sweetheart...Hey...Just for his current face, I bet a million, and it's another quarrel. Do you want to gamble?"

"No. I don't have that much money to gamble with bosses like you." Huo Leiting stretched out and leaned on the sofa, poured himself a glass of brandy, mixed some vodka, and shook it.

"You have no money? Mayor Huo, who are you kidding? A million dollars is nothing to you." Si Chen curled the corner of his mouth, "You got it, just forget about gambling."

Li Beijue had already walked in front of them in two or three steps. Seeing that Huo Leiting's face finally looked better, he said hello, "When did you come back?"

"Just after getting off the plane, Xiaosan picked me up."

Si Chen was the youngest among the three, so he became the junior. However, there are only juniors in their rankings, and there is no distinction between the eldest and the second.

Li Beijue nodded, he understood. When he got a glass of wine, he stared at Si Chen with dark eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "Si Chen, can I control my emotions by taking medicine?"

"What do you mean?" Si Chen responded quickly, "You mean your paranoia? Theoretically speaking, drugs can indeed achieve a control effect. But didn't you say that you don't want to take neurological drugs?"

He had prescribed this kind of medicine for him a long time ago, but Li Beijue threw it all into the trash can. In other words, neurological drugs will damage the cerebral cortex and affect his thinking.

"So, taking medicine is useful, right?"

"Useful is useful..."

The key point is why did he suddenly want to take medicine again?

"Prescribe some medicine for me, I want the fastest effect!" Li Beijue took a sip from his glass with a gloomy expression, and ordered directly.

He was willing to take medicine to treat his ailments, Si Chen could not refuse if he could ask for it, "Yes, I will go to the hospital and prescribe it for you tomorrow. But this kind of medicine has to be taken continuously, and it won't help if you think about it."

"I see."

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone vibrated.

Ever since Li Beijue came out of the hospital, he was extremely irritable. It was as if the wind had leaked out of my heart, and my heart was so painful that it was almost numb.

He didn't want to answer at first, so he glanced at the caller ID from the corner of his eye while holding the wine glass. Frowning again, he put down his wine glass and picked up his phone.

"Hello."