Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

Li Beijue knew the effect of the whip. He pursed his thin lips and said one word decisively, "Okay!"

"Master..." The old housekeeper wanted to stop him.

The whip was made of shark tendon, and it looked easy on the eye. If an ordinary person could be whipped three times, he would be disabled or even dead.

Mr. Li shouted, "Don't worry about him! Just let him try if he says yes!"

No matter how worried the old housekeeper was, he did not dare to disobey him. He could only watch helplessly as Mr. Li walked over with a whip.

Li Beijue stood where he was, standing erect.

"Beijue, I'll give you another chance. It's not too late to regret it now."

"Don't say good things a second time."

Mr. Li's angry expression darkened, and a whip came out of the wind, hitting him on the back.

There was a snap!

Li Beijue groaned, swayed, and clenched his fists. As soon as the whip came down, the shirt on his back was torn open, leaving a shocking blood mark.

Mr. Li hardly stopped and struck with the second whip with his backhand.

A huge tearing and compressing feeling came over his back. Li Beijue groaned again and knelt on the ground with one knee, a trace of scarlet blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

On his smooth back, two two-finger-wide blood marks crisscrossed each other. The blood seeped out from both sides of the wound, and the skin was torn apart. Just looking at it was terrifying.

You can hear a pin drop in the villa.

Not to mention other people, even the bodyguards who were used to seeing blood looked away.

Not to mention the old butler, he no longer cared about his dignity and stretched out his hand to pull the old man's whip. He knelt down and begged, "Old Sir, please stop beating me. The young master can't stand it anymore."

A trace of regret flashed in Mr. Li's eyes, and he paused with the hand holding the whip, waiting for Li Beijue to speak. If Li Beijue was willing to let go, he would forget it.

The man's eyes were wet with sweat as he rested on one knee on the ground. He could almost feel the sharp pain connecting his bones and flesh on his back. The bursts of tearing pain were enough to make someone faint! He gritted his teeth and didn't even hum. His sharp profile was arrogant and hard. Even if he was kneeling now, people could still see his pride!

"Master, don't go against the old master's wishes again. I'll take you to apply for medicine." Seeing that Mr. Li was showing signs of relenting, the old housekeeper quickly advised Li Beijue.

Veins popped up on the back of Li Beijue's hands, and he wanted to stand up, but the injuries on his waist and abdomen overlapped with those on his back, and he staggered and did not stand up. He raised his head, looked at Mr. Li firmly with his eagle eyes, and said in a low voice, "There is still one last whip left."

According to what they said, there was still one last whip left before he could leave.

"Master!"

Mr. Li didn't expect that this moment had come. He was still stubborn. In anger, he raised his whip and struck him hard on his bruised back!

"Snapped!"

Li Beijue swayed violently and almost fell down.

He closed his eyes calmly, and Chi Enen's smile flashed in his mind——

It was as if Chi Enen was his anesthetic, and the pain disappeared in an instant.

He promised Chi Enen that he would go home and eat the tomato egg noodles she made at night.

Don't faint, even if you crawl, you have to crawl back to Chi Enen's feet!

There was a scarlet red feeling in his stomach and he felt nauseated. Li Bei Jueying straightened his eyebrows and frowned, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Scarlet blood dyed the bright white marble floor red, shocking red!

The old housekeeper wanted to help him, but was pushed away by Li Beijue.

He gritted his teeth and endured the unbearable pain, and staggered to his feet.

Li Beijue was born with the stubbornness and stubbornness of a soldier in his heart, and Li Beijue did not allow himself to give in even a little bit.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up on the sofa next to him, and faced Mr. Li, "The three lashes are over, can I leave?"

"..." Mr. Li didn't say a word.

Li Beijue supported his body and walked towards the door with blood all over his body.

The bodyguards didn't know whether to let him go, so they were still blocking the door.

Mr. Li suddenly shook off the whip, as if it was squeezed out from between his teeth, "Let him get out!"

The bodyguards stepped aside from the door, and the door opened from the outside.

Li Beijue walked to the door without looking back, and suddenly stopped, "Don't touch Chi Enen, she is my bottom line."

The empty hall echoed with Li Beijue's alto-bass voice, cold and cruel, leaving no room for anything.

"I will fall out with anyone who dares to touch a hair of Chi Enen!"

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