Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

The whole family didn't speak a word, and the driver in front didn't even dare to speak. He silently endured the low air pressure in the car and drove back to Bauhinia Garden.

Once home.

Huo Yi, who had been waiting in the mansion for a long time, immediately came over and said, "Young master, you are finally back. The prince and I are worried about you to death."

Chi Jingchen's butt still hurts, and his walking posture is not normal. When he heard that Li Beijue was also worried about him, a trace of uneasiness flashed across his face, but his manly dignity did not allow him to speak first, so he silently moved his face to the side.

Li Beijue rubbed the bridge of his nose tiredly and told Huo Yi, "Take him back to the room and apply some medicine."

"The young master is injured?" Huo Yi was shocked and hurriedly knelt down to check the little radish. When it was confirmed that the noble little boy had no obvious trauma on his body, he breathed a sigh of relief. Standing up again, holding his hand, "Let's go, young master."

Chi Jingchen didn't want others to know where he was injured, so he followed Huo Yi back to the room awkwardly.

The living room suddenly became quiet.

Li Beijue returned to the sofa and put the mobile phone he picked up from the back seat of the car on the table. His stomach, which had finally felt better, had a dull pain again.

He irritably picked up the urgent document sent by his secretary this morning and read a page. The image of Chi Baobao's eyes that stubbornly said he was wrong after being beaten came to mind.

That stubborn look in his eyes is exactly the same as that of Chi Enen before!

He suddenly became irritated and couldn't stand it anymore.

I feel like I want to mash up the documents and throw them into the trash can.

He slammed the document back on the table and was about to get up to pour a cup of coffee when his eyes touched Chi Baobao's cell phone on the table again.

His dark eyes narrowed, a trace of deep thought flashed across his handsome face, and by some strange mistake, he picked up the mobile phone on the table.

Turn on the phone.

After a series of bear-infested boot-up tones rang, a photo of a family of three came into view on the screen.

His eyes swept across the astonished little woman in the photo, and landed on the smiling little guy. His fingers paused! His arrogant figure is like a medieval aristocratic sculpture, full of nobility. His brows gradually frowned.

at this time.

Huo Yi came out of Chi Baobao's bedroom. Seeing his expression, he walked over worriedly, "Sir, are you okay?"

Li Beijue held Chi Baobao's cell phone and asked coldly, "Did I just do something wrong?"

Is there something wrong with his ears?

Sir Alex, who has always been strong and domineering, and always speaks his mind, would actually ask himself if he had done something wrong?

There must be something wrong with his ears! Absolutely!

He was still doubting his hearing, but Li Beijue had turned his head and looked at him, impatiently waiting for his answer.

Only then did Huo Yi confirm that he had no auditory hallucinations or dreams. The Duke was really asking him! His heart skipped a beat, and for the first time he felt how much Sir Alex cared about the young master. He thought about how he should express it, lowered his head and said, "Sir, it's not like he did anything wrong. The young master really shouldn't have refused to answer the phone." , went to find the 'stranger' privately, he is so young, it is too dangerous to do so."

"So you think I did nothing wrong?" Li Beijue narrowed his eyes. In his heart, he still thought he did nothing wrong. Chi Baobao really needed education!

"Yes, I think Sir Alex did nothing wrong." He changed his tone, "But Sir Sir Alex should explain to the young master why you were so angry at that time. Otherwise, the young master is so young and if you don't tell him, he will never think of it. It just feels like you don’t love him.”