Becoming Audacious After Marriage: Madam, Please Keep a Low Profile

However, a business marriage.

He has no feelings for her at all.

Get what he wants, shouldn't you give her freedom?

So, why does he care about her?

Yuxuan lifted his eyelids halfway, raised the corners of his mouth mockingly, spitting out from the thin, bloodless lips, neither humble nor overbearing.

"Mr. Li, why do you care about me?"

She laughed, but she was so piercing.

Yuxuan lowered his eyelashes playfully, and his cold hand grabbed the lenient hospital gown. Because of his slender arms, because he tried his best to contain his anger, some veins were exposed.

She glanced at him blankly, her tone of voice, not without ridicule, "Could it be that you are my fiance?

Just relying on her fiance?

All around, there was a terrible silence.

The man beside him, with a cold profile, became more and more chilly, and even the warm light fell on him, sparse and cold.

Li Beichen's thin lips kept pursing tightly, without any curvature.

But Yuxuan knew that he was angry.

It was clear that she wanted to be adequate, but she still smiled stubbornly, with a little bit of streamer in her eyes, as if she hadn't seen Li Beichen's black face.

She continued: "Even if it is my fiance, I don't have the right to restrict my freedom. Especially, such a fiance who has no feelings for me. Li Beichen, why are you?"

Apart from his fiancé identity, what else can he make?

Yuxuan thought that she had spread out Li Beichen's only bargaining chip, and he would have nothing to say, but unexpectedly, he smiled.

The thin lips are restrained but raised in a gloomy manner. The curvature of the corners of the mouth is not deep, not shallow. But because it appeared on this overly dazzling handsome face, there was a cold and dangerous atmosphere, which made people shudder.

"Shi Yuxuan, do you really think that I will use my fiance as my trump card?" His voice, deep but sharp, hit every nerve in her brain.

For a time, Yuxuan was a little confused.

"Why, besides the status of your fiancé, what qualifications do you have? Is it because you are the president of the royal family who overrides the entire business community?"

The light in the car was a bit dim. In the rainy night, the dim lights on the road came in and fell on the man in the driver's seat, faint, as if a layer of ink smeared, and the dark dark luster enveloped him.

Li Beichen smiled again, without even lifting his eyelids, he faintly uttered three words, "You are wrong."

"Wrong again? Li Beichen, apart from these two, I really can't think of what qualifications do you have to control me. Why on earth are you?"

Li Beichen sneered, raised his eyes, and squinted at her, "With me, it's a man."

As soon as the voice fell, the smile disappeared in a flash.

Since he was a man, his simple six words hovered over the Tianling cover of Yuxuan, echoing over and over again.

Her face ranges from red to white.

He doesn't love her, but he is a man, a possessive man. Even if he does not love, he will not allow his nominal woman to get along with other men unscrupulously.

The window was closed tightly, and Li Beichen's warm breath and his regular heartbeat were circulating in the car. His breath was all over him, a faint smell of tobacco.

Inexplicably, Yuxuan was a little irritable. I wanted to open the window, but due to the downpour, I couldn't even open the cracks.

"So, Shi Yuxuan," Li Beichen withdrew his gaze, fell indifferently on the road of the heavy rain, and calmly continued, "If you dare to catch the breath of other men, I will destroy you without hesitation."

Not because he is her fiance, not because he has feelings for her, but because he is a man, a man with possessiveness and cleanliness.