Back to Yuzun group and turn on the computer, Li Beichen knew how much trouble Yuxuan made when he was not here.

Qiao Wenxi openly appeared in Yuzun, and rumors were everywhere in the company. If it weren't for Jason's pressure, the gossip would be even worse.

Looking at Joe Wenxi's bloody face on the screen, there was no emotion on his face.

Press the inside line, Jason came in, "Mr. Li, are you looking for me?"

Jun's face was stained with cold frost, "resigned the front desk secretary."

There was a flash of surprise in Jason's eyes.

The long legs overlapped, and the man's long fingers with distinct bones knocked on the desk, but it was chilling, "Yuzun, not everyone can come up."

Low magnetic voice, with a thick indisputable voice.

Jason frowned.

When he was in Washington, and had been with Li Beichen for so many years, this powerful man had never been public or private.

But now, protecting the short is too much.

He didn't seem to care how much Qiao Wenxi was hurt.

Jason wanted to say something, but he swallowed it in his throat.

"As for Qiao Wenxi, no matter how much compensation the other party proposes, it will be repaid twice." The light lipline was cold without any temperature. The man stood up and stood in front of the large French window. The sunlight elongated his tall and straight figure, "and let her come."

Jason was stunned for a while before he realized who she meant, "yes, Mr. Li."

When the phone rang, Yuxuan fell on his desk tired.

It seems that she has never cried so much over the years.

The five slender fingers could not even stretch out tremblingly.

So she fell on the table, as if she had been drained, and her face was pale and terrible.

Yuxuan is afraid that Li Beichen will divorce Qiao Wenxi because of her injury.

Clearly looking forward to staying away from him.

As a result, he flinched.

I don't know how many times the phone rang. She didn't pick it up until she was in good mood.

"Miss Shi, Mr. Li asked you to go to the office."

When she pulled the corners of her mouth, she laughed lightly.

Jason doesn't know her well, but he respects Mrs. Li because of her identity.

But now, instead of looking for her face to face, he just dialed the inside line and even changed his calling.

Miss Shi.

ha-ha.

Even an outsider stood on Qiao Wenxi's side, especially Li Beichen, who deeply loved that woman.

Will he divorce her?

Hang up the phone and Yuxuan closes her eyes.

The pain is sour and astringent. It seems that you can't flow out tired anymore.

Her five fingers were tightly pinched together, and her veins sprang up. She straightened her back and walked towards the president's office.

She opened the oak door and looked at the tall and majestic ink figure in front of the French window. She stood there without moving.

"I went to work just after leaving the hospital. Are you tired?", Turning around from the window, Li Beichen frowned at her haggard face.

But she smiled, and the corners of her lips were full of willfulness, "I'm an idle man. What can I be tired of? If I'm really tired, I'm tired of beating Miss Qiao. "

Li Beichen's face suddenly darkened.

"Why, is it painful? Sorry, I can't bear your pity for that woman. If there's nothing wrong, I'll get off work. "

Yuxuan's cold tone without any temperature touched the bottom line of Li Beichen.

Before she left, the man's suit stood in front of her.

The bony long finger clasped her wrist and shouted coldly, "Shi Yuxuan, you must make trouble with me?"

She looked at the man who looked down at her, and her eyes were full of ridicule. "As long as I get divorced, I won't make trouble."

Li Beichen frowned fiercely.

The strength of clamping her wrist was so strong that I wanted to frustrate her.