Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

The racecourse is near the outskirts of the city.

The royal blue Bugatti Veyron threw a perfect arc at the door and stopped.

The parking brother hurried forward, "Young Master Li, do you need me to help you stop?"

"kindness."

Li Beijue opened the door and got out of the car, threw the key to him, stepped on his long legs and walked inside.

Entering the door is a spacious glass-style leisure hall. A row of crescent-shaped tables and chairs are scattered around the window, and waiters in work clothes shuttle there.

He walked hurriedly, halfway through, he suddenly stopped, and looked sideways to the corner—

There was only a lonely seat, no one.

His thin lips pressed into a straight line, and his heart squeezed uncontrollably, as if he had been punched, and his chest felt sore!

A year ago, Chi Eun en sat in that position waiting for him.

After that, tell him that she is pregnant.

The hand on his side was clenched into a fist, and the veins on the back of his hand jumped.

The manager of the racecourse rushed over at this time, interrupted his memory, laughed with him, nodded and bowed, "Young Master Li, you are here. Please come with me, others are already waiting for you."

"Other people?" What other people?

Isn’t it just him and the representative?

The manager of the racecourse was taken aback by his rhetorical question, and still respectfully said, "It's Huo Er Shao, Lin, Wang Shao, and Kai Yue's Gu."

The manager said four people in one breath, Li Beijuejun's face sank slightly, and his brows were raised.

It seems that the other party not only dated him, but also a lot of people.

He hasn't been treated like this before when he talks about business, there is a kind!

"Take me over."

"Okay, Master Li, please come with me." The racecourse manager walked in front and led the way, not far or near, keeping a distance of three steps, neither seemed to be walking too fast nor made people feel that he was walking. Too slow.

Soon, the manager led him to the stands of the racecourse.

Sure enough, there was a group of people standing in the stands. He recognized Huo Leiting's cousin, Huo Nancheng at a glance. He twisted his fingers and narrowed his eagle eyes.

As expected, the second room of the Huo family was about to move because of Huo Leiting's father's illness.

Even oil is eyeing.

"Little Li, please."

Li Beijue walked over.

Several other people noticed him. A middle-aged man with a bulging belly smiled and stretched out his hand, "Young Master Li, I didn't expect to see you today. It's an honor for me."

Li Beijue stretched out his hand and shook him for a moment, and said indifferently, "Mr. Lin is polite."

"Younger Li was also invited? Me too. Our company has been in contact with the other party for more than two months, and the other party has no intention of talking. Today their assistant called and made an appointment with the racecourse. As a result, I came for half of the time. I’ve been young and haven’t seen anyone. It’s said that the opponent’s representative will wait for an equestrian competition later, and talk about it after the competition.” He was obviously unhappy, looked at the racecourse, and said patiently, “Wait. The race should start soon. NS."

Li Beijue cast his arrogant gaze on the racecourse. Indeed, someone had already appeared on the racecourse on horseback.

He pressed his impatience, sat down, and asked the waiter to pour a cup of coffee.

The racecourse is calm, coffee is already here, and the so-called race has not yet started.

Just when his patience was almost reaching its limit, suddenly, the gate of the racecourse opened, and only a shot was heard. Several steeds rushed out like arrows from the string.

"Finally started!"