It was an hour later to see Li Beichen again.

The man who came down from upstairs, Yingling's cast-free face, was half hidden in the shadow under the light.

The cigarette between his fingertips was bright, the sparks were extinguished, and the smoke was swirling. He was full of dangerous and sinister breath.

Yuxuan sighed softly.

After all, two men fell to Li Beiming, and Li Guowei's attitude was unpredictable. She was really worried about Li Beichen who was alone in the study.

What's more, the wound on his chest is so deep that he may not be able to hold it at any time.

But she's worried for nothing——

A man's face is cold and can exude water.

But Yuxuan still came forward. His slender arm held Li Beichen and smiled.

She's afraid, afraid he's just trying to hold on.

And her concerns are indeed right.

After saying goodbye to Li Lao, Maybach drove away from the depressed blue sky and clear water bay. Li Beichen subconsciously pressed the injured place on his chest, with a cold sweat on his forehead.

Without the previous disguise and disguise, his face was pale and terrible.

Park the car slowly on the side of the road.

"Shi Yuxuan, you drive."

Looking at his uncomfortable appearance, Yuxuan gently closed his eyelashes and pressed down the dark tide at the bottom of his eyes, "let's go to the hospital?"

"No." Li beichensen walked coldly around the front passenger seat, and the sound line was cold.

If Li Bei Ming was placed in the hospital's eyeliner, he knew that he had been seriously injured.

"Let's go to the company."

Yuzun group, President's office, 46th floor.

After receiving Li Beichen's call, Xing Ye pulls up her nightgown and rushes over with her wild One-77.

TMD is in a hurry, just helping him deal with the wound?

What did the woman pestle in front of him do?

Ornamental?

When Xing Ye drugged Li Beichen, Yuxuan went out.

It's not reserved, but they seem to have something to say.

The dandy and unruly man treated his wound carelessly, and his thin and cool mouth was still filled with ridicule.

"Are you glad I'm hurt?" Li Beichen glanced at him indifferently, and the bottom of his eyes was covered with cold frost.

"But you didn't listen. You went to the imperial capital alone. It's unreasonable not to get hurt." Xing Ye's eyes were lazy and dandy, but he didn't deserve to be beaten.

"Shut your mouth, don't talk, no one treats you as a mute."

"Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang." Xing Ye wrapped the gauze and buttoned his shirt, moving gently.

Li Beichen smoked at the corners of his mouth.

His cold face opened his soft hand.

The tall and straight figure stood up from the sofa, and the bony hand was obliquely inserted in the trousers pocket.

The long finger pulls up the bathrobe and stands in front of the proud man. Xing Ye lazily touches the emerging beard residue, "Li Beichen, how are you going to play this game of chess? Why don't you learn from Li Beiming's sneak attack? Otherwise, how can you win the eldest son of the Li family? He will inherit the power of the Li family in the future. "

Li Beichen's cold smile gradually dispersed between his eyebrows: "do you think he is possible?"

"What? Do you think that five years ago, when Li Beiming lost his fertility, you could have a little power with Shi Yuxuan to seize the power of the family? "

Xing Ye looked cynically at the huge lounge.

It's really everything.

He took a razor from the cupboard and shaved carelessly, "if you really want to give birth to a little fierce, whether men or women, the old man must like it, but does it have anything to do with family power?"

Xing Ye doesn't think Li Guowei is such a muddle headed person.

Li Beichen curled his lips and sneered. His tall and straight figure went to pour water. "Li's children are thin, and children are a big chip."

"So confident?"

Xing Ye took the shirt and suit in the wardrobe in the lounge and changed his nightgown.

The corners of Li Beichen's mouth smoked again.

He has a mania for cleanliness, a serious mania for cleanliness.