It rained heavily in the night of Shencheng.
Maybach's window was closed tightly, Li Beichen's slender ten fingers were cold and pale, one hand was controlling the steering wheel, and the other hand was carelessly on the window. White fingers curled slightly, low in the pointed chin. The deep sharp eyes are long and narrow, and the hidden anger is hard to suppress. It is cold and frightening. If you think about it, you can't guess what he is thinking——
For more than 20 years, his biological mother was able to call him "Beichen" with a smile, just as all sins and resentments had never happened. Is it just because of blood that he wants to call that woman, mom?
In the past, when he was abroad at night, he always wanted to receive a call from the woman who said it was his mother. Even if he was told to live well, don't be too tired, he could
But no.
The torrential rain, getting worse and worse, shrouded the whole Shencheng in a haze.
The night is lonely and broad, with no end.
In this way, he quietly looked at the continuous Avenue in the rainstorm, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and the corners of his mouth gently mocked, "blood, so what..."
When the car was halfway there was no sound from the people nearby.
Li Beichen thought she was asleep, but also saved a lot of peace of mind. The coldness and impatience of Li Mou became lighter.
"Li Beichen -"
Unprepared, the soft waxy voice came from the side, with a trace of fatigue and weakness.
Li Beichen's eyelids jumped.
He closed his thin lips and didn't speak, knowing that she had something to say.
Yuxuan bit his lip and raised his index finger. He drew horizontal and vertical lines intentionally or unintentionally on the window washed by the heavy rain. Her haggard face made her weak, "Li Beichen, you have lived abroad for nearly 20 years. Don't you feel very lonely? I guess you must be lonely, so you hate aunt Mo so much? "
Such self righteous questions and answers seem abrupt and sharp in the late night of rainstorm.
For more than ten years abroad, that's not what he likes to mention.
Li Beichen's cold eyes sank and immediately caught scarlet. The cold side face was taut with displeasure, sinister and dangerous.
The next moment, the bony fingers clenched the steering wheel and suddenly braked.
"Ho!" Maybach splashed a pool of rain and suddenly stopped in the endless darkness.
He leaned forward with one arm and said coldly: "Shi Yuxuan, you are not qualified to intervene in my affairs! It's just a business marriage, Mrs. Li. Oh, don't be so smart! "
His words seemed to freeze Yuxuan to her bones, which made her only feel cold and frightening.
I thought he rushed to Mo Shuya's villa from the capital of Huadu despite the heavy rain, more or less because he was worried about her weak body with a high fever. After all, even a commercial marriage is an unmarried couple.
Now, that's not the case at all.
Even when Li Beichen confronted Mo Shuya sharply, he said, 'can't she eat it if you receive her from the hospital without telling me?', It was only because he hated Mo Shuya that he was so angry that his veins were exposed. It was not because he was worried about her that he blamed Mo Shuya so angrily.
Thanks to her, at that moment, she was a little moved.
So she's really smart.
From now on, she will firmly remember the eight words, "but a commercial marriage."!
On the second half, Yuxuan stubbornly didn't say a word to Li Beichen, and didn't even look at him. Wearily put his head on the window and listened to the pattering rain. After a short journey, she received a text message and a phone call.