Young Master Li wants to distract himself when chasing his wife

Li Liancheng glanced coldly at her pale face and the tears in her eyes, and heaved a cold breath.

"Heartache?"

Jiang Beiqiao glared at him bitterly, struggled a bit, but was hugged even tighter by the waist.

"Li Liancheng, you're a bastard..." She clenched her little hands tightly, her voice tinged with pain.

"I'll take it as if you're praising me."

Li Liancheng's eyes darkened, he pulled her abruptly, and deliberately walked in front of Li Zhengyu.

He glanced at Li Zhengyu's leg, and asked with a smile, "Zhengyu, is the injury better?"

Li Zhengyu withdrew his reluctant gaze, the bitterness in his eyes was also suppressed, and he forced himself to show a smile.

"It's much better now, so I'm worried about my elder brother."

"I wish you a speedy recovery." Li Liancheng leaned slightly, and deliberately whispered in his ear, "Get well soon, and I will reserve a seat for you at my wedding with Bei Qiao."

Hearing this, Li Zhengyu's body shook violently.

The hands on the armrests were humiliated and silently clenched.

With imperceptible tears in his eyes, he smiled bitterly, "Thank you, brother, I will definitely attend."

"That's good." Li Liancheng patted him on the shoulder.

He just likes to see Li Zhengyu in such a dazed state.

Jiang Beiqiao couldn't bear to look at the expression of his sweetheart at this moment, perhaps, he didn't dare.

She broke away from Li Liancheng, found an inconspicuous corner, and poured herself a glass of strong wine.

The wine was very spicy and flowed down the throat to the stomach, burning violently.

She coughed twice and shed hot tears.

Tonight, no one expected that Li Liancheng would come, including his father Li Jianguo.

"Liancheng, you're here." He suppressed the surprise in his eyes and smiled generously, "I thought you were still angry with Dad."

"Dad, how could it be?" Li Liancheng was smiling, but his eyes were filled with endless coldness.

Li Jianguo heaved a sigh of relief, and then sighed slightly, with a sense of guilt, "It's good that you don't get angry with Dad. At the beginning, I was the one who was sorry for your mother, but before I had time to make up for it, she... "

Hearing this, a trace of imperceptible hatred flashed in Li Liancheng's eyes.

He interrupted his father, "Okay, Dad, today is a happy day, don't talk about it."

Then, he said coldly, "Come here, bring the present."

Two waiters lifted the thing up, covered with a layer of red cloth, I don't know what it is, but it looks heavy.

Li Jianguo was very happy to see the gift, and the guests gathered around curiously, with their eyes wide open, wanting to see what this mysterious gift was.

In front of everyone, Li Liancheng tore away the red cloth expressionlessly.

It turned out to be a clock!

For a moment, everyone was stunned for a moment, and someone was whispering.

"Li Liancheng actually gave his father a clock?"

"Send the clock, send the end..."

"Is this too messy?"

Seeing this 'special' gift, Li Jianguo's face turned ugly immediately.

He looked at his son in disbelief, "Liancheng, you..."

"I know you like to collect old clocks from all over the world." Li Liancheng said with a smile, "This is the gift I carefully prepared for your father. It was hung in the Louvre. Do you like it?"

"You...you..." Li Jianguo trembled angrily, and his chest heaved violently.

He was so angry that he had a heart attack!
There was an uproar in the hall!
"Jianguo!" Zhao Xiuyun turned pale with fright, and hurried over to help Li Jianguo with everyone, "Jianguo, what's wrong with you, don't scare me, wake up!"

Li Zhengyu saw it, and turned the wheelchair under him to that side with difficulty, reminding everyone with a solemn expression.

"Medicine, there is medicine upstairs!"

A group of people hurriedly carried the comatose Li Jianguo upstairs. A good birthday banquet, because of Li Liancheng's appearance, turned into a ridiculous riot and farce!
Li Liancheng didn't care about the whispers from the guests and the merciless reprimands from the elders and relatives of Li's family.

He lighted a cigarette calmly, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

The slight curvature of the corners of the lips is the pleasure obtained after revenge.

Jiang Beiqiao witnessed everything.She looked at the instigator of the riot tonight, and she couldn't help but feel terrified.

This is no longer reckless, this is outrageous.

She couldn't understand Li Liancheng more and more.This man is unreasonable and has no rules. There is nothing in this world that can restrain him!
Unable to bear the heavy atmosphere in the hall, Jiang Beiqiao quietly left.

The quiet moonlight poured down, the garden was quiet and the cool breeze was blowing, Jiang Beiqiao's mind cleared up a bit.

Not long after, there was a sound of soft footsteps behind him.

Before turning her head, the big hands wearing the silver ring wrapped around her waist.

She trembled in fright, and in a panic, she met Li Liancheng's gloomy eyes.

He was very good-looking, with knife-like lines outlining stern edges and corners, and his dark and gloomy eyes were filled with stardust in the night sky.

If it was just this moment, no one would know that there was a cold-blooded demon hidden in his body.

"I thought you were going back first."

"It's too stuffy in there, come out and take a breath."

She brushed away the hands on her waist calmly, and moved a few inches to the side, obviously alienated.

"Why, are you afraid that I'll eat you?" Li Liancheng smiled half-smile.

"Is this your purpose, Li Liancheng." Jiang Beiqiao looked at him with complicated eyes, "Aside from revenge and hatred, your eyes can't see anything else?"

"Even you think I've overdone it?" His eyes darkened slightly.

Jiang Beiqiao said in a low voice, "It's still your father after all."

"He doesn't deserve it." Li Liancheng sneered, "You don't understand at all that a woman has dedicated her whole life to him, only to find out that he has raised a child outside all these years, and her son is only three years younger than me , at that moment, how desperate was she?"

Jiang Beiqiao fell silent.

She knew that Li Liancheng was talking about his mother.

Because of the appearance of Zhao Xiuyun and Zhao Zhenyu, Li Liancheng's mother couldn't accept it and committed suicide.

This is the reason why he hated everyone in the Li family, and it was from then on that he changed.

"Stop talking about that."

Li Liancheng stubbed out his cigarette, and turned to look at the woman beside him.

She was wearing a beautiful white one-shoulder dress, revealing her sexy shoulders and delicate collarbone. On her delicately made-up face, there was the indifference and alienation that he could not erase by all means.

But he just wanted to smooth out the rebellion in her bones!
"You are beautiful tonight." He stretched out his hand, and slowly wiped her face with his rough fingertips, "You are more beautiful than ever."

A man's touch is like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.

She resisted instinctively, and before she had time to step back, she was hugged into the arms of the man!
Terrified, she struggled violently.

"Li Liancheng, let me go...uh!"

The man roughly plundered her lips, which were as hot as fire.

Her pupils dilated instantly, and in desperation, she bit the man's thin lips!