Chapter 418: Waiting for me in the ward
Chapter 418: Waiting for me in the ward
If Li Beichen saw her like this, he didn't know how he would react.
Is it a little more surprised or a little more angry.
After all, such a noble and arrogant man is only matched by his elegant and noble celebrities.
"Let me go... please let me go..." Zhao Qiang's voice was faint, and bloodshot began to flow from the corners of his mouth.
Yuxuan sneered again, "Oh, when you were going to kill me last night, did you ever think about letting me go?!"
I have a splitting headache, cold sweat is already on his forehead.
She raised her hand and tried to fight fiercely, but she was already unsteady.
"Madam!" Jason supported her worriedly.
If it were not for her poor physical condition, she would really kill Zhao Qiang.
Yuxuan looked back at him, the hostility in his eyes had not faded, but the smile on his face was miserable.
Jason frowned slightly, "I will take you back to the hospital for a rest."
"Where is Li Beichen?" Her double eyelids were very deep, and her amber-like eyes were misty.
Looking at Jason, she kept repeating her own words.
"The president is busy."
"Busy?" Yu Xuan twitched his mouth, smiling bitterly, "Did you go back to accompany Qiao Wenqian?"
He could almost see the icy cold deep in her eyes.
"Madam, you really misunderstood."
"I said, don't call my wife!"
Now, she has a reason to hate Li Beichen.
Back at the hospital, Yuxuan's face was pale and terrifying.
The headache came again, and she lay down slowly.
Jason invited the chief doctor to check on Yuxuan, and he let out a sigh of relief after making sure that there was nothing wrong.
After that, Yuxuan fell asleep faintly.
All night, she was entrenched by nightmare.
Although he would have nightmares in the past, Li Beichen would always gently embrace her, his long, well-knotted fingers smoothed her frowning eyebrows.
Struggling to wake up from the dream, and weakly opened his eyes, only to find that there were tears on his cheeks.
No sleep anymore.
Pressing the light on, Yuxuan sat up.
I took a look at the phone, it was three o'clock in the night.
Leaning against the bed, she rubbed the address book with her slender fingers, thinking about something.
Then stubbornly wiped away the tears and dialed a number to go out.
Li Beichen did not turn off the phone, but he never answered the phone.
Exactly the same as last night.
Yuxuan twitched the corners of his mouth and sneered.
If he didn't answer, she continued to fight again and again.
At the end, he connected.
There was a dumb voice over the phone: "Shi Yuxuan?"
She smiled, her eyes were cold, "I'm really sorry, I disturbed Mr. Li and Miss Qiao's dreams."
Li Beichen frowned unhappily.
His eyes narrowed, his eyes covered with coldness, and his whole body exuded a bullying aura and alienation, "What are you talking about?"
Get up and get out of bed, put on his shirt proudly.
The long figure stood before the landing, and the soft moonlight outside the capital of Huadu fell on his shoulders.
As always handsome and expensive.
"Isn't it?" Yuxuan smiled with all his strength, "When I was about to die last night, you called President Li, and it was a woman who answered it."
Yuxuan sniffed, ignoring the anger of the man on the phone, and continued: "Your favorite person, Qiao Wenqian."
The man's heroic face suddenly became gloomy.
His eyes are deep and deep.
"It's really hard for you to drive. Obviously, I've finished the shower, and I've been rubbing her to share the bed, and I've been honest and frank with each other to spend the night together, but rushed over for my worthless life. "
Her tone was full of sarcasm, Li Beichen's face was ugly, and her voice was low, "Is it enough?"
"President Li was caught in bed by me, and became angry from embarrassment?"
His eyes suddenly fell to the freezing point.
I haven't spoken for a long time.
Yuxuan has already shed rustling tears.
His slender hands held the phone tightly, and the palms were in cold sweat.
When he was about to hang up, Li Beichen finally said, "Wait for me in the ward."
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