Back in the capital of Huadu, as soon as Yuxuan entered the living room, the door was slammed by her.

Li Beichen stood next to the car body, and his whole body was cold.

This woman is going to lock him out?

The company's phone rang untimely. After learning about the situation, the man's cool and thin lips aroused a touch of ridicule.

The slim figure in front of the French window looked at Maybach galloping away and couldn't help picking up his eyebrows and sneering.

Up to now, she extravagantly hopes that he can say a word to her, explain or argue, she hopes.

He leaned lazily on the sofa, his slender white legs slanted on the tea table, and his whole body was crazy and arrogant.

Inexplicably some irritability, headache, can only close your eyes and rest.

Wu Ma came in with a medicine bag and crept on several cases, but she still woke Yuxuan.

"What is this?"

"The second young lady said you were ill. Let me send the medicine."

Yuxuan glanced at the medicine on the tea table and said nothing indifferently. Wu Ma looked at her and had to go to the kitchen first.

Seeing that Wu Ma's sight no longer stayed on her, Yuxuan threw the medicine directly into the dustbin.

"Do you have steak for lunch, madam?"

Yuxuan let out a faint hum, then put down the heavy curtains, nest on the sofa and continue to close his eyes.

"Sir, you shouldn't be back these two days. You just need to do my share."

Wu Ma didn't expect Yuxuan to tell her so. For a moment, she was a little embarrassed. "How can Er Shao not come back? This is his home."

"It's normal for powerful men not to go home. If you can, don't tell Grandpa about me and him. He's old. I don't want him to worry. " The sound line of Yuxuan is calm.

"Madam..."

"I know you are instructed by your grandfather and don't want to embarrass you. Just open one eye and close one eye."

"Madam, I'm sorry..."

"There's nothing to be sorry about. Besides, you've been diligent. I like it very much."

Wu Ma was surprised. Yuxuan, who had always been unruly, was very cold to her. Suddenly, she was flattered to hear her say, "madam, I will pay attention in the future."

"Yes." Yuxuan nodded.

Royal Group, large conference room.

Li Beichen's long fingertips held smoke. His tall and mighty body stood in such a large French window, and his thin lips, sharp as a knife, pursed lightly.

The high level waited for him, but the atmosphere did not dare to say a word.

After Shi Yuxuan's video of beating people on the viaduct was noisy, Yuzun's stock market was turbulent, which simply caught them off guard.

Li Beichen turned his wrist watch, which meant power, took a majestic step, and sat on the office chair with long legs overlapping.

Eyes fell on these shareholders, cold and cold.

The shareholders only felt a chill on their backs. They had criticized Yuxuan's behavior of not being educated as a celebrity before, and now they are frightened by deterrence.

The whole conference room was shrouded in cold and low air pressure.

The shareholders looked ugly and kept silent. They drank cups of tea tremblingly. The assistant had poured water many times.

Finally someone couldn't help it. "Mrs. Li is responsible for the fall of the stock."

Li Beichen glanced at him coldly, his eyes were deeper, his slender fingers with clear knuckles were buckled on the conference table, not shallow or heavy, but it was frightening.

"Do you want my wife to be responsible, or do you want me to be a husband?" Dangerously astringed his eyes, his cold eyes gouged out the shareholders who made a fuss, and his voice was like frost.

"We don't mean that. It's just that madam, the matter is too serious this time. If we can't deal with it properly, the reputation of the Royal will be greatly affected."