Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

After 10 hours, the plane steadily stopped at the airport of country Y.

Dozens of luxury cars have been parked outside the airport, waiting for the big man inside to get off. After Huo Yi contacted the pick-up personnel, he walked into the cabin and saw the bloodshot eyes, the man who had not slept for a moment, then quickly lowered his head and asked, "My lord, the car is already here, you should go back first. Or go to the company first?"

When Li Beijue got off the plane, he bought a new mobile phone again. He turned on the plane enthusiastically, only to find that there was a text message and no missed calls. His thin lips suddenly pressed into a straight line, his face was expressionless and he threw the phone into the trash can, put his hands in his pockets, and said coldly, "Huo Yi, help me find some women."

"Find a few...women, women?" Huo Yi stammered, seriously suspecting that he was dizzy and tinnitus. Didn't Sir Alex always dislike those women approaching him? How could you suddenly want to find a woman?

Of course he is not an ordinary person to be the steward of the Li family. When I thought about what happened before, I suddenly realized it.

Sir Alex is **** off with Miss Chi. It seems that the two have not reconciled yet.

"You are deaf, and still can't understand people? Woman, I want a woman!" Li Beijue's face was displeased, his expression didn't look like he wanted a woman, but like he wanted a pistol to kill.

After all, Huo Yi was a servant, and it was impossible to disobey Li Beijue's order. Even though he wanted to persuade him, he respectfully handled it.

...

The Li family is very powerful in country Y. Although Li Beijue rarely returns to country Y, he still has a castle-like villa here.

"Welcome Sir Alex to go home."

Hundreds of uniformly dressed maids salute the etiquette standards. If they were not in the 21st century, it would really make people misunderstand which country the emperor returned to the palace. It's a pity that the greeted man has a calm face, revealing an aura that no strangers should enter.

Within a few minutes, Huo Yi led several beautiful women out of a million into the castle hurriedly.

The castle is a purely European-style building. It is said that it was once the palace built by Louis XIII outside. The decoration inside is extremely extravagant, and the expensive murals with hundreds of millions on the outside are only suitable for hanging in the corridor at will. The exquisite marble corridors are expensive, let alone the lobby.

It was the first time Xie Tingting came to such a place. Seeing the women next to her exclaimed like she had never seen the world before, a flash of contempt flashed across her eyes. But looking at every decoration here, she still couldn't help showing greedy and enviable eyes.

"A few wait a minute, Sir Ferguson will be here soon." After the maid led a few people into the hall, she quietly retreated out.

Several people who were called together with Xie Tingting gathered around and excitedly discussed the owner of the villa. They are all well-known local ladies, and they don't want to talk to Xie Tingting, an outsider. Besides, Xie Tingting is just a female star, and they look down on her even more.

After all, the real celebrities and nobles don't care how many fans you have outside and how many actresses you have. In their eyes, it's just a gadget.

Humph, what's so great, men look at women for their figure, not for birth. She doesn't believe that she can't win a group of stupid women who speak bird language. Xie Tingting didn't care at all that she was being xenophobic, looking at the decoration of the villa with amorous feelings... They waited for more than half an hour before the door of the living room was finally opened. A man in a bathrobe came down the stairs.