Chapter 43： Help your little mouth remember memories

Shi Qing: "..."

Cut, forget it.

She doesn't rarely know.

"Mr. Li, the others have already gone in and are waiting for you." The captain of the other bodyguard stepped forward respectfully, and subconsciously glanced at Shi Qing.

Li Beixun's eyes turned cold for an instant, and he held Shi Qing tightly in his arms, "Lead the way."

"Yes."

…………

In the hotel lobby.

A line of noble, men over half a hundred years old stood waiting behind the door.

The headed man was dressed in a smoky-gray tunic, with gray hair and tall stature, and his facial features were somewhat similar to Li Beixun.

"Second Uncle, Li Beixun hasn't come yet? Doesn't this put us elders in the eyes?"

"What the hell?!" Li Zhenguo scolded angrily, "Li Jiazhi has always been orderly, and you can call the name of the future Patriarch in a random way?!"

"..."

No one dared to say anything about this rebuke.

Li's century-old wealthy family is indeed very strict. Even if Li Beixun's father has passed away, Li Beixun, the grandson of the long house, is still the candidate for the next head of the family.

It's just that there are so many elders in their generation, and it is their turn to inherit the position of the head of the family, which always makes people feel unhappy.

Someone gave a wink, and then saw the other person standing at the door nodded lightly, showed a soothing smile at everyone, and then walked towards Li Zhenguo, "Second Uncle, you can stop the fire, Mr. Li should be there soon. "

The clear voice soothed Li Zhenguo's tight nerves.

He stood up again, and looked at the person in front of him again—

A woman in her early twenties, young and beautiful, with a top-notch figure, she is now wearing a white dress and diamond jewellery.

Especially those conversational eyes, especially gentle and pleasant.

This is the college student they selected from a certain film and television academy after a long time. It is also the woman they secretly trained for a long time and intends to send to Li Beixun.

"Ling'er, it's up to you then." Li Zhenguo had high hopes for her.

As long as you can successfully plant a woman next to Li Beixun, then it is not difficult to know his every move.

Zhuang Linger nodded lightly, "Don't worry, I will not disappoint your expectations."

Regardless of everything else, Li Beixun's looks and status alone would make her use all her strength to cling to him.

That man, so handsome and tall, and so imposing...just like a young, handsome and rich past, and who doesn't want to be the king's woman?

"Sister Zhuang Tengda, don't forget us..."

"You are blessed to see this."

"At that time, that person will definitely be fascinated by you..."

Even if Li Beixun would not marry a girl of mediocre origin, with Zhuang Linger's appearance, it shouldn't be difficult to stay by Li Beixun's side.

Everyone hurriedly slapped their horses, paving the way for their future.

Between the compliments, there are already footsteps gradually coming.

Everyone straightened up immediately, held their breath subconsciously, and waited for them.

The figure of Ang Zang appeared in everyone's sight.

A sapphire blue handmade suit, deep facial features, handsome silhouette, and the sharpness and coldness revealed in those black eyes.

That is the compelling look that belongs to the upper class...

Zhuang Ling'er also brewed a smile that turned all beings upside down, and gently raised his head——

As a result, at this glance, her smile was frozen on her lips.

what happened? Isn't there no woman with Li Beixun? What happened to the one he held in his arms now? !

The natural instinct of a woman gave Zhuang Ling'er a sense of crisis. She straightened her back and looked at the woman——

Appearance, figure, makeup, dress...

I read them one by one, and then sadly discovered that I didn't seem to have the upper hand as I imagined.

That woman is not only beautiful, but from the inside to the outside, there is a natural beauty and elegance.

This kind of temperament would never be learned by someone like Zhuang Linger from a bad background.

It was as if that woman was a genuine piece of fine art, and her Zhuang Linger was just an imitation.

It pales in comparison.

Shi Qing didn't expect to be seen by such people as soon as she walked into the hotel, and the eyes of those people were completely glued to the two of them, especially her.

She didn't prepare, so she couldn't adapt.

Footsteps, subconsciously.

"What's the matter?" Li Beixun lowered his head and asked her, his voice gentle.

The volume is not loud, but it is enough for everyone present to hear it.

Shi Qing has been exposed to the warmth and cold in the world, knowing that most of those people's eyes are exploring, and there are also malicious intentions and even more sneers.

She subconsciously moved closer to Li Beixun, and now she only knew him in the audience.

Wei's movements fell into his eyes accurately, and Li Beixun gently pulled her lips, holding her tighter.

"Bei Xun, it's really an honour for us uncles and uncles to come today. Please come inside..." Li Zhenguo took the lead and bowed to Li Beixun, "I wonder if this is..."

"Shi Qing."

Li Beixun's tone was light, but his attitude was never perfunctory.

"Oh oh, sister Shi, there are missed Yuanying, some have missed Yuanying..." Li Zhenguo was originally investigating the relationship between Li Beixun and Shi Qing, but he only had a name.

But this is fine, it proves that the relationship between this woman and Li Beixun is not so deep, so Zhuang Linger still has a chance tonight.

He gave a wink over there, "Ling'er, just came to meet Mr. Li?"

Zhuang Linger quickly took two steps to the previous paragraph, showing a more feminine and pure smile, and walked straight towards Li Beixun——

Shi Qing had seen their interaction just now clearly, and guessed that this woman was given to Li Beixun by their fortress.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in wealthy families.

Women, especially those without a strong background, see them as toys that can be given away freely.

But she was not sure what attitude Li Beixun had.

Perhaps, he didn't know that the other party had a woman to give him, so he brought himself to impersonate his temporary female partner?

If he repents now, will she go straight back?

While thinking, Shi Qing's ear suddenly became hot.

Li Beixun pressed his lips, his tone was gentler than before, "Tired?"

"what?"

Shi Qing didn't understand why he suddenly asked so, Li Beixun bent over—

In full view, she was lifted upright in such a way.

Even if he still has injuries, he is extra relaxed and gentle.

One arm passed through her back, and the other supported her delicate buttocks...

Shi Qing suddenly understood that he shouldn't want the companion called Linger, and should use himself as an excuse.

But... this gesture is too intimate, her face leaned against his chest, like a couple in love.

Li Beixun lowered his head, gently rubbing her earlobe with his lips, "Hey, this will take you in to rest."

"..."

Shi Qing's face rose red instantly when he breathed so intimately in front of so many people.

She gently pushed him, "There are so many people watching! You...you pay attention..."

It's just acting, does he need to be so serious?

The heat has penetrated her ear sockets, making her very uncomfortable...

Her voice is not loud, afraid that others will hear it.

But this soft tone, when heard in his ears, seemed to be acting like a baby.

Li Beixun's eyes deepened slightly, then adjusted his posture, hugged her tighter, and then passed the people and walked directly into the hotel.

Zhuang Ling'er stood in place, before the smile on his face fully bloomed, he was too cold to be presumptuous.

She stood awkwardly on the spot and watched Li Beixun walk into the banquet hall holding Shi Qing in her arms.

And the people who had complimented her just now from the Li family's side, looked at her a little changed.

Some are still gloating, some are beginning to ignore her...

Zhuang Ling'er was so angry that he squeezed his palms, gritted his teeth——

The banquet has just begun, and she has prepared so many tricks tonight, it is impossible that none of them will work!

Li Beixun... it's her tonight!

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Inside the banquet hall.

The long dining table is covered with exquisite white lace tablecloths, which are covered with shiny silver tableware.

The main seat is vacant.

Li Beixun hugged Shi Qing and walked over, put her down first, and let her sit next to him.

The others didn't get his approval and dared not come forward.

But someone took a peek here--

They have to admit that Li Beixun and Shi Qing are sitting side by side at this moment, and they seem to be extremely good match.

The male is handsome and tall, while the female is elegant and beautiful.

It will give people the illusion that they are a natural pair.

Someone quietly said, "Zinguo, didn't you hear the news that Li Beixun was injured? Why does he seem to have nothing wrong now?!"

"Yeah, I have been walking around holding that woman for so long. Although she is very slim, there are always ninety catties, right?!"

Li Zhenguo couldn't bear it, so he could only yell again: "Take care of your mouth! Don't talk nonsense!"

...

Over the table.

Just sitting on the chair, Shi Qing immediately lowered her voice and said, "Is your wound okay?"

"It's okay." Li Beixun didn't change his face, a faint playfulness passed through his eyes, "Are you caring about me?"

"..." Shi Qing felt that she shouldn't talk too much just now, "Who, who cares about you? Don't be too arrogant!"

My heart beats a bit abnormally because of his problem...

"Then you ask what my wound is doing?" He approached shallowly, his eyes already a little dangerous.

"I'm just afraid that your wound will faint and I will be alone in this wolf den. How can I get out?"

Those people are unkind and look so scornful that they are not easy to provoke.

Hearing this, the slight warmth in Li Beixun's eyes instantly cooled.

He leaned back lightly, sat up straight, and said, "Really? I think you can't see this with your IQ."

What does it mean to rely on her IQ? Shi Qing's heart suddenly became angry, "Am I very smart?"

"Who was calling me pitifully in the mall, and forgot the password of the black gold card?"

"...I, I am not pitiful!" Shi Qingqiang held on and looked away, not wanting to admit such a shameful thing.

"No? Would you like me to kiss you in front of them, so as to help your mouth recall the memories, what were the words?"