Addiction to flash marriage: Mr. Li, don’t be too flirtatious!

After Li Beichen listened, his expression remained unchanged and his expression was cold.

He stood up directly and refused, "I'm not a little boy, you should find someone who matches your age.

Moreover, I have a beloved woman and I have children. I'm sorry, but I will never love another woman! "

The girl's eyes were shocked, showing deep surprise and disappointment.

Tears fell from her eyes in embarrassment, "I'm sorry! When I made a mistake, I was very naive. Sure enough, no man wants to fall in love with a dying person, even if it is fake. I know that a patient like me is not worthy of being loved by someone." Love it..."

She lowered her head and her voice was too sad. Li Beichen frowned. He might have hurt someone.

But the man still stood up decisively, "Even if it's fake, I don't want to betray her.

It's obvious you've got the wrong person, miss. "

He took two steps with his long straight legs, and at the end he said gentlemanly, "There will be an end to the beginning, I'll take you back to the hospital."

"Then sir, your mother..."

"I can't agree to your conditions, girl." Li Beichen pursed his lips indifferently, feeling very gloomy.

At the entrance of the cinema, the girl was short of breath on the steps and almost fainted. Her maid was not around, so Li Beichen could only help her get into the car.

The black Bentley drove slowly around the intersection in the rain.

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In the Mercedes-Benz that was stopping in the distance, Li Chengyu put down his phone and squinted at the intimate photo of a man holding a girl that he had just taken.

He then turned around and told his assistant with a sneer, "Send it anonymously to Li Xiangwan."

"But isn't that Miss Li under house arrest in the hospital by Li Beichen?"

"She's not dead. She's still very ambitious. It doesn't stop her from causing trouble."

Li Chengyu smiled and looked at Li Beichen driving away with unfathomable hatred in his eyes. He would always remember that day under the apartment when he saw Li Beichen holding Wen Ning in his arms and kissing him forcefully, looking at him with provocative and proud eyes.

It's obvious who Li Xiangwan will send the photos to!

Li Chengyu ordered the car to drive away.

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At the hospital, Li Beichen sent the girl back to the office. The man said goodbye coldly and walked to the inpatient department.

Sister Qi helped the young lady into her car.

After the car drove out, she looked at the young lady's face, frowned and asked in a low voice, "Second young lady, is this Third Master Li unwilling to agree to your promise?"

"If he agrees to me easily, I will feel that he is a scumbag and not the man I want."

Xie Zhiyin smiled, fluttering her eyelashes and looking at the tall figure outside the car. She squinted her eyes without haste, "It depends on Mr. Li's heart, whether his mother or that woman is more important. I guess he will eventually compromise. "

Sister Qi thought for a while and slowly raised her lips, yes, leukemia can't wait!

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Li Xiangwan was lying on the hospital bed when suddenly she received a set of photos on her phone.

Li Beichen held a strange girl in his arms, and the two of them stood in front of the cinema?

She was surprised at first, then angry. Then she rolled her eyes and sneered. Li Xiangwan didn't care who gave it to her.

She gave it to Wen Ning with her backhand!

Staring at the young girl in the photo, who is she? Suddenly appeared and got so close to Li Beichen?

Li Xiangwan locked her eyes on her blurry profile, and the more he looked at her, the more he felt that she looked a bit like... Wen Ning?

She suddenly fell into deep thought, and the black hand behind the kidnapping flashed through her mind...

The woman narrowed her eyes hard, thought about it, and made a phone call to try to contact Gu Jinting.

She must find out who this woman is!

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in the apartment.

After the high fever subsided, Wen Ning felt a little bit hungry. Wen Ning had no choice but to go to the market and buy a big bag of flour and decided to make dumplings for his son.

I accidentally packed too many bags. The little guy stood at the table and counted, almost a hundred.

Jiujiu's dark eyes rolled, "Mommy, can you ask Daddy to come over and eat some? There is so much, we can't finish it."

Wen Ning paused.

"The uncle next door, Aunt Nannan, and Uncle De are here."

Jiujiu groaned and poked the flour with his little hand, "Yes, there are enough people.

I just think about Daddy, he is a bit pitiful.

I heard from Senyang that he had been staying in Tianxin these days and working like crazy, almost turning into a savage.

He was unshaven, in a bad mood and on hunger strike. He also had to go to the hospital to stay with his grandma at night. As he got older, I was so afraid of her sudden death.

I looked at the photos taken by Moriyo yesterday. His abdominal muscles are almost gone. "

"..." Wen Ning looked back at his son and twitched his mouth.

In fact, she knew that her harsh words that day to tell Li Beichen to stop bothering her would not work in front of her children.

Jiujiu was very unhappy because of Mo Bao, and her mood was related to her body.

Wen Ning thought about it and didn't want her son to be depressed. She sighed inwardly, "Then you..."

"I knew Mommy you were soft-hearted and still loved that stinky man. I asked Daddy to come. I'll call right away!"

"..." Is this what she meant?

Wen Ning was completely helpless and let him go.

Jiujiu quickly sent a text message to his daddy. He was working really hard to find Mo Bao so that daddy and mommy could reconcile.

When Li Beichen received the text message, he almost threw the document away, and the man strode out of the company.

With a slightly raised eyebrow, he got in the car and replied to his son: "Did you call me, or did your mommy call me?"

"Is it important?" Jiujiu rolled his eyes. Now that you are guilty, you are still picky.

Of course it was important. When he called Wen Ning these days, no woman answered.

Or Jiujiu is the microphone.

He knew that she had a lot of grievances, and if she took the initiative to invite him today, it would be a sign of breaking the ice.

Li Beichen turned the steering wheel with his big hands and rushed out.

The door to the apartment was open, as if to greet him.

The man curled his lips and paused, straightening out his slovenly appearance these days. He tied up the hem of his shirt to reveal his narrow waist. Even though the clothes were a little wrinkled and the stubble on his chin was protruding, his stunning face was still handsome.

He stepped in with his long legs.

In the open kitchen, Wen Ning was standing in front of the table, her slender back facing him, as if making dumpling wrappers.

Jiujiu was lying on the kitchen counter to see if the dumplings in the pot were cooked.

The halo of the setting sun shines in and falls on the woman's pink-whiskered face and her son's head.

For a moment, the warm scene of mother and son hit Li Beichen's heart, making his depressed mood suddenly improve.

It would be better if... Mo Bao was here.

The man suppressed a hint of bitterness and looked at this woman, remembering his mother's words that he must marry her back home.

Yes, as long as he sees her and the child, the pressure of his mother's illness doesn't seem to frighten him anymore.

No matter how tough a man is, he still needs tender support...

Li Beichen watched silently without making a sound. The woman's cell phone beeped. She wiped her hands clean and opened it.

The man saw her broken hair falling down, black and soft, covering her beautiful face,

He couldn't help but walk lightly and walked over...

Her slender waist was pinched by the bib and was very thin.

Li Beichen took a deep breath of her fragrance and suddenly remembered that he hadn't been close to her for a long time. The man's eyes deepened and he clasped his arms around her waist.

The sudden masculine smell did not wake Wen Ning up.

Because all her thoughts were attracted by the sudden photo on her mobile phone, her pupils were dilated, staring straight at the back of a man hugging a strange girl in an intimate posture. They were standing at the door of the cinema. There was no doubt that they had just watched Going out on a date after the movie?