Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

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Eighteen minutes later, a red Bugatti Veyron slammed the brakes and stopped outside Li's old house.

Immediately afterwards, a pair of beautiful legs got out of the car.

Li Qiyun, wearing a suit and skirt, appeared in the eyes of everyone.

Suit skirts are too formal, although many occasions must be worn, but few people can wear suit skirts to look good, Li Qiyun is definitely an exception.

Wearing a light gray checkered suit skirt on her body, she outlines her figure proportions, slender waist and long legs, coupled with her distinctive feminine temperament and glamorous looks with a little bit of heroism. People have a strong and charming feeling.

It's exactly the type of woman that men would like, and the type of woman that women would like.

She held the bag in her hand and slammed the car door shut.

The old butler had been waiting for her outside for a long time, and when he saw her, he said hello immediately, "Miss, you are back."

Li Qiyun didn't waste any time, walking inside while asking, "Where is Grandpa?"

"Old Sir Alex is in the parlor."

She frowned and asked, "Grandpa didn't say why you want to see me today?"

The old butler watched her eyes and walked half a step ahead of her, and said respectfully, "No, the old man didn't mention it. He just asked me to call the eldest lady."

Li Qiyun's brows clumped harder!

But just for a moment, she let go, and asked calmly, "How's Grandpa's health lately? I have been busy these days. When I saw Grandpa last time, he seemed to have a cold. Is he okay now?"

"Miss back, it's all right, Sir Alex is very healthy."

"That's good."

Li Qiyun didn't speak any more.

The old butler did not take the initiative to speak up.

The Li family is so big that it took more than ten minutes to walk from the door to the meeting room of the castle.

The living room is completely European style, the living room of more than 200 square meters is magnificent, and the decoration style of pure European palace style adds a bit of nobility to the atmosphere.

As soon as Li Qiyun entered, she saw the man sitting on the sofa.

The person sitting on the sofa turned his back to her, and was trimming the branches and leaves of a precious potted plant.

In the trash can next to him, there are still a few bright flowers that bloom.

Li Qiyun's nerves tightened involuntarily, and she didn't know why, every time she faced Old Man Li, her heart would feel an inexplicable sense of pressure. Even if this person is his own grandfather, he still can't relieve that sense of oppression.

She reduced the expression on her face, walked to the sofa respectfully, and called, "Grandpa."

The answer to her was absolute silence, as quiet as the people close at hand did not hear her voice, indifferently continuing the project.

Li Qiyun's heart tightened again. Although she didn't understand what had happened, her instinct told her that it was definitely not in her favor.

She pursed her red lips and said nothing.

Old man Li couldn't speak even more, and continued to trim his potted plants.

His movements are slow, and every time he cuts a leaf, he will re-examine the entire potted plant, as if he is thinking about whether that leaf should be cut off or whether it will damage the overall shape of the potted plant.

He cut it for half an hour, and Li Qiyun followed him for half an hour. No matter how powerful she was, she stood on a pair of stiletto heels for so long, and her calf muscles became stiff, and she couldn't help but move her heels.