The Young Master’s Bride

Li Beichen swept over with a cold eye, and Tong Jiahui was scared to shut up.

She had never seen such a cold Li Beichen. He was not enthusiastic about herself before, but compared to other women.

Li Beichen has been very kind to her. If he meets, he will say, "Jiahui, I have lost weight recently!"

"Jiahui, your clothes are pretty!" "Jiahui, brother is here today, come here too!"

"Jiahui..."

Whenever he called herself Jiahui, she felt that it was worth waiting for him for a lifetime, and she was willing.

She would be very happy because he found that he had changed so little.

Sometimes, in order to listen to his words, she even didn't eat much or even sleep a lot for a few days before seeing him as much as possible.

Just to hear what he said, "Jiahui, no matter how busy you are at work, you must pay attention to rest. Your complexion is not good, and people have lost a lot of weight."

As long as she listened to his words, she felt as if her heart was wrapped in honey.

He can see his haggard and thinness, which proves that he cares about her and that he has her in his heart.

"I thought we were friends, and I treated you as a friend, Tong Jiahui, you should know that Li Beichen has no friends of the opposite sex, and you are the only one, but what did you do?"

When Li Beichen thought of this woman, he had done IVF with his own essence and her egg, he felt very sick.

Fortunately, if it did not succeed, it would be sad for the child to have such a vicious mother.

"Bei Chen, Li Boyan threatened me with my father. I had to do it. I was also forced to be helpless. I am a ghost. I love you so much..."

The tearful Tong Jiahui wants to embrace Li Beichen, the man she loves deeply.

However, Li Beichen took a step back, not even letting her touch his sleeves.

Tong Jiahui's hand froze in midair, and she looked at Li Beichen so wronged.

"Beichen, we grew up together since we were young. My feelings for you are true. I never thought of hurting you. I don’t care if you have money or status. I only want you, me and those Women are all different, you are what I like!"

Tong Jiahui bit her lip, her voice choked, her eyes full of infatuation.

"It's disgusting!" Before Li Beichen could speak, Feng Yan felt like he was going to vomit.

"Tong Jiahui, don't put the cloak of love on your own crimes, your love is not rare to me, and you are not worthy to say love, that is a defilement of this word!"

Why are there so many people doing things that are so-called for love, so the high-sounding excuses are all for love, but their love is selfish and narrow.

"Beichen... how can you say that to me, do you think Huo Qingge loves you? What she loves is nothing more than your status and your money. A woman who can sell her belly for money, do you think she is noble?"

"If he doesn't give you a surrogacy, she will also give birth to other men, give birth to other men, and even sell her own body."

"At the beginning, in order to get more money, she replied to use the most primitive way to conceive. She was for money. To a woman who can open her legs to anyone, do you think she loves you?"

Tong Jiahui shouted at Li Beichen hysterically, she was not reconciled, she was not reconciled...

However, her response was a slap in the face.