Old people often say that girls who ride dogs will rain when they get married.
Listening to her so seriously, Li Beichen suddenly smiled.
The cool thin lips slightly hook up an arc, handsome and extraordinary.
Eyes in the warm yellow light, it seems that they are no longer Qinzhao cool narrow.
Yuxuan's eyes trembled and his words choked in his throat. He couldn't figure out what he was laughing at.
Li Beichen's eyes were deep, reserved and elegant. He stood up from the sofa and walked to her.
Attached to the body, his arm against the back of the sofa behind her, proudly imprisoned her under his chest.
"Mrs. Li, you have a lot of crooked reasons." The low magnetic voice sounded faintly and looked down at the people under him.
At such an ambiguous distance, Yuxuan was at a loss. He was embarrassed and didn't want him to find out. He continued to "pretend" and said, "this is the experience summary of the older generation. Have you heard a word?"
Li Beichen gently picked the tip of his eyebrows and looked at her playfully, "what?"
"If you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer in front of you." With that, Yuxuan conveniently slipped out of his arm, but before he stepped back a few steps, he was grabbed by Li Beichen and held tightly in front of his chest.
"So, the girl you know, it rained when she got married?"
"Maybe." His hand slipped over his nightgown, and Yuxuan's eyes flashed. On a whim, she would talk to Li Beichen about the orphanage. She was really confused, but fortunately he didn't find anything wrong and didn't continue to ask. Otherwise, she might not know how to tell a lie.
After all, she is the daughter of the CEO of the top cosmetics brand in China. It is doubtful that a celebrity in the upper class will know the people in the orphanage, although she is not associated with the little girl.
In the business world, it has always been a deep secret that she is Shi Qi's adopted daughter.
For more than ten years, Yuxuan has not understood why Shi Qi took great pains to cover up her identity as an adopted daughter, and even specially forged Yuxuan's birth record in the United States. So much so that the top celebrities' understanding of Miss Shi was that they were weak from childhood and recuperated in the United States until they were seven years old.
As for Sheng Yilun, she is the only one until her true identity.
I can't tell why I trusted him so much and confessed to him without reservation. Maybe it's really because I get along with him, carefree and free of trouble. After all, everything she had was taught by Sheng Yilun. Those young, frivolous and uninhibited days were all shadows of two people.
He yawned wearily, and Yuxuan hustled Li Beichen's arm, "Mr. Li, it's so late that you can really go back to your room and have a rest."
"Back to the room?" Aware that she wanted to stay away, Li Beichen rubbed her more and more tightly. Her unfathomable eyes turned to her slightly pale face and rubbed her long hair. "The whole capital of Huadu is mine. Where do you want me to go?"
Yuxuan stared at him, just about to slightly open his lips to say something, but he opened his mouth in a low voice with an irresistible narrow, "Mrs. Li, I want to sleep here."
"Ah?" Yuxuan's eyelids jumped. I don't know which tendon president Li Da, who is so serious about cleanliness, pulled out.
"Ah, what? It's not that I haven't slept." Li Beichen picked up the corners of his mouth. In the next moment, he proudly held her in his arms, opened his straight and slender legs and walked towards the bed.
She was placed on the bed and pulled over the quilt. Then he lay down.