novelraw Chapter 330: There is no self-knowledge
Chapter 330: There is no self-knowledge
Buried in Li Beichen's neck, the tip of his nose smelled of his.
Yuxuan thought a lot.
From the first time I saw Li Beichen to the present bit by bit.
She seemed to have everything deep in her mind.
Later, I was so tired that I fell asleep without knowing it.
Her head was dizzy, but when she was dazed, she could feel her strong arms placing her on the big double bed.
The man put his arms on both sides of her, and the strong masculine breath poured down, brushing her ears, itchy.
Almost subconsciously, she stretched out her hand, grabbed Li Beichen's neck, and pulled him closer to herself.
I'm not honest when I fall asleep.
The corners of the thin lips outline the arc of a smile.
In that way, invert all beings.
Lifting the silkworm quilt, the man lay down.
With a long arm, she embraced the woman who was babbling in her dream.
The sharp-edged jaw rubbed her soft hair, bowed her head and kissed her forehead lightly, as if it could relieve her stomachache.
The night was dark, but it became so gentle.
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Early the next morning.
When Yuxuan woke up, his eyes were full of morning light.
Turning over, his slender fingers only brushed over the empty silkworm quilt.
She slept too deep and woke up too late, and Li Beichen had already gone to Yuzun.
The bottom of my heart was inexplicably empty.
She couldn't help but wonder if there would be a day when the floor-to-ceiling windows poured the warm morning light on the carpet.
And the man's tall and straight figure was carrying a neatly trimmed black suit. At the moment she woke up, she turned her powerful wrist watch in a noble and arrogant manner, and walked towards her with a smile.
With strong arms on her sides, bowed her head, kissed her forehead in a tasting way, and greeted her good morning.
Thinking like this, Yuxuan wanted to sink to the end with him.
It's just that the surviving reason in her mind stopped her from thinking.
Even if she knew that she had fallen in love with him, blindly avoiding or even reluctant to admit that her feelings were so vain and futile, she was not willing to fall into such a fall.
Because the woman he loves is Qiao Wenqian.
Yuxuan was afraid, afraid that his feelings would fall into the abyss, and there would be no chance of seeing the sun again.
Shaking his head, I tried my best not to think about messy things, took a few deep breaths, turned over, pulled my clothes and went to the bathroom to take a bath.
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Yuzun Group, a huge office on the 46th floor.
The colorful lines on the black screen are refreshed every few minutes, and the atmosphere in the entire conference room is solemn and cold, making people nervous, and sweating all over.
Thirty minutes later, the door of the conference room finally opened, and the senior management sighed lightly.
Special assistant Cheng Yuan shook the information in his hand and knocked on the oak door to enter.
"President, all the information you want has been found."
"Where is that kid?" Li Beichen narrowed his narrow eyes, and squinted at the curve on the computer, his thin lips faintly overflowing with a few words.
Just looking at him, Cheng Yuan's heart tightened suddenly, and he said: "I will be sent back to the country the day after tomorrow."
"Yeah." Seeing that Cheng Yuan didn't leave the meeting room, Li Beichen frowned with a cold eyebrow. He asked coldly, "What? Something?"
Cheng Yuan nodded, carefully observing his expression and said tremblingly: "President, it's half past eleven, you should have a meal."
The fingers tapping on the keyboard stopped, and Li Beichen closed the folder, his handsome eyebrows and eyes were covered with cold icy scum, "Let her bring me food."
Just sent it and there was no movement yesterday.
This woman really has no self-knowledge.
"Yes, President."
When Cheng Yuan was about to call Yuxuan, the man stood up and stood up from his desk, and an indifferent voice came, "Tell her to do it herself."
Don't think that she packs food from the restaurant, he won't know if she is perfunctory.