Chapter 569

When a phone call came in, Li sichen got into his car, carefully rolled up the power window and picked it up.

"Chen Shao, I can't catch Bai Jingxuan's frightened appearance." a male voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Make some PS Composite pictures and hang Bai Jingxuan's face. Still write the news that she was frightened."

"Yes."

After hanging up the phone, Li sichen said, "Yang Qiao's affair won't pass so easily. Even if you use public opinion, you have to crush Li Tinghe to death. Bai Jingxuan has to believe that Li Tinghe is cheating!"

In the back seat of the lengthened Lincoln, Bai Jingxuan asked Li Tinghe, "don't you have to go back to the company?"

He said before that he would be very busy tonight.

At home and abroad, Li Tinghe, President of Li's group, lost his image of a scum man who cheated and killed people, and his financial companies were the most affected.

Especially the commercial banks opened by Li, many big customers have opinions on Li Tinghe and have transferred their deposits to other banks.

Even some loan cooperation, originally with Li, has been transferred to competitors.

If it goes on like this, Li's business and stock will shrink more seriously.

It's N.S and Lu's group.

Some businesses overlap with Li's.

Many people think that her original match was green by her husband, and the little three who was killed by her husband threatened to change ghosts and take her life. Many people sympathize with her.

Li Tinghe rubbed his eyebrows wearily, "it's all right. I'll take you home first."

"Let's have a rest tonight," she replied painfully, "don't be too tired."

"Good." he was moved by her concern.

Back to Li's old house, Li Tinghe's tall figure walked into the kitchen in person, turned around and said to her, "sit on the sofa and wait for me."

She just wanted to ask him what he was going to do.

Ten seconds later, the gas in the kitchen lit the fire, and then there was the sound of a shovel frying pan.

Bai Jingxuan immediately realized that he was making a snack for her himself.

Leaning against the kitchen door, she watched his tall and heroic figure busy in the kitchen. His temperament was noble and pressing. His hands, which were more noble than Wanjin, were also orderly when cooking.

Every move is pleasing to the eye.

She couldn't help taking pictures of him cooking with another standby mobile phone with electricity.

He doesn't like taking pictures. Sharp and deep eyes doted on her and followed her.

Soon, a bowl of egg fried rice covered with fried steak was ready.

It's enough. A big bowl is enough for two people.

She also took a picture of fried rice.

Then, he sent his cooking photos and fried rice photos to her English name Emily Weibo under personal certification, with the following text:

[Master Li cooks himself and is lucky to eat it.]

Emily's personal official certification of the world's chief fashion designer has accumulated hundreds of thousands of fans. In addition, she has made public her identity as the chairman of N.S. after returning to Lu's house, she has kept rising fans.

During this period of time, she has millions of fans, and after Yang Qiao's incident, the speed of increasing fans has been running up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Because too many fans and even passers-by found her social account, let her not believe Li Tinghe's hypocrisy.

A bowl of fried rice with eggs will buy you off. How cheap are you, chairman of N.S

[in the past, who is favored by Master Li is really lucky. But Bai Dong, Li Tinghe cheated on him during his marriage, and Xiao San committed suicide for him. Can you forgive that, do you have backbone?]