Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

Si Chen imagined the next possibilities and shivered involuntarily.

Fortunately, I found Ji Eun Eun...

"If you don't cooperate with me, how can I help you check your health? Don't you plan to go back to China? Can't you go back?"

"Shut up!" The man on the sofa was impatient, but his body actively cooperated with his inspection.

Si Chen took the time to do a simple check for him, and after confirming that he was not in serious trouble, he breathed a sigh of relief. Putting down the stethoscope, he looked at him worriedly, "I heard Huo Yi say, have you had a serious insomnia recently?"

"got used to."

A faint sentence, as if the person with insomnia was not him.

Si Chen tightened his eyebrows and was worried, "Isn't your insomnia problem much better? Why did it happen again? You didn't take the medicine I prescribed for you?"

"Take it." Those anti-insomnia pills didn't have much effect on him, and there was no difference between taking it and not taking it. As if knowing what he was going to ask, Li Beijue interrupted him, "It has nothing to do with medicine."

"..." What does that have to do with?

Si Shen looked blank.

Li Beijue didn't intend to tell him anything to do, so Huo Yi sent him away.

...

The huge castle fell silent.

The man on the sofa picked up the remote control board and connected the iad to the super clear projector. Press the play button. Soon, a delicate figure appeared on the wall.

In the video, she carefully lowered her head to select the vegetables to be made, and washed them bit by bit. The broken hair naturally hung on both sides of her cheeks, forming a soft side face.

Probably because of her head down and earnestly washing the vegetables, she never noticed that a piece of her white shirt was splashed with water, revealing the black bra inside.

What's more terrible is that she was still bending down in front of the camera at this time. Suddenly, the spring light inside can be seen.

Li Beijue's throat tightened, and the lower abdomen that had been suffocated for almost 4 months lifted up a raging fire.

He stared at the front video closely, stretched out his hand, and unzipped the zipper. Half an hour later, a warm current flowed from his lower abdomen, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Randomly took two pieces of paper from the table and wiped it clean, got up and went to the bathroom.

The cold water dripped from the unkempt head, finally extinguishing the burning desire of the skin.

He closed his eyes, reminiscing about the spring light he had just seen, only that the deep part of his throat was tight.

The heart seemed to be pinched by something, tightening again and again!

Ji Eun... Damn it! Can he react to just watching her video?

But... he remembered what Huo Yi said when he woke up from the car accident, and he clenched his hands on both sides again!

If he endures step by step, he can make that woman like him, he can bear it!

The premise is that she must like him!

The cowardly voice of the little woman came from the living room.

"Um, Uncle Huang, I'm still boiling the ribs soup in the pot. I really don't have time to wait for it to finish. I have put in the salt, so please help turn off the fire."

"thanks."

He sketched the smiley expression in her bright eyes when she said this in his mind, let go of her hand, and casually pulled up the bathrobe next to her and put it on her body. Picking up the phone from the sofa in the living room, he called Huo Yi, "When will things arrive?"

"The plane has departed for an hour and a half, and it will arrive in about three hours."

If Chi Enen knew that the food she cooked each time was not sent to the so-called hospital, but instead spent hundreds of thousands on a private jet from Beijing to the country, she would be dumbfounded.

"Send it right there, I'm hungry." He paused, as if thinking of something, and said, "Also, get ready. I'm going back to China."

"Yes, Sir Sir."