Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

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At this moment, the big bed in the Presidential Suite of Hilton Hotel. ~ Gnaw? No pop-ups on the novel website?++

One big and one small are still sleeping soundly.

suddenly.

The phone on the pillow vibrated, awakening Ji Eun-en. She only went to bed at six in the morning. Now she has just slept for more than two hours and her head is still dizzy. She stretched out her hand and found her mobile phone. I looked at the caller ID and became a little more awake.

Sister Nan?

This point seems to be around three in the afternoon in China. Didn’t Sister Nan go to work? What's the matter?

Chi En'en looked back at the bed, Chi Baobao was still asleep, and Li Beijue was nowhere to be seen.

She took the phone, got up lightly, got out of the room, and closed the door smoothly.

Just about to answer the call, the other end has already automatically hung up because it hasn't answered the call for a long time.

Just as Chi Enen was about to call Qin Nan, Qin Nan's news had been brushed over. It seemed like I swiped the screen, and several posts were posted in a row.

There are pictures and voices.

She clicked on the picture sent by Qin Nan and acted. What Qin Nan sent her were all news screenshots. Although the man in the picture only had one back, she still recognized it at a glance. That person is - Li Beijue!

The time to watch the news seems to have been half an hour ago.

Chi Enen clicked on the voice sent by Qin Nan. Qin Nan should be in the pantry, and his voice was very low. "En, what's the matter with the CEO? Have a quarrel? Why is the news all about the president picking up the plane? Where are you? Are you also in country Y?"

She has just finished listening to the voice.

The call from Qin Nan came again, this time she received it and put the phone in her ear, "Hey. Sister Nan."

"My aunt, you finally answered the phone. I thought you weren't awake yet. I ran to the toilet and I was planning to make a deadly serial call to call you up." Qin Nan said impatiently. "What's wrong between you and the CEO? Everyone in the company is saying that you are going to break up. No, I can rely on your relationship to be in the company for a few days. You are going to break up with the CEO, I We are going back to the days when we were oppressed by Fathead Fish. Didn't you break up?"

"No ah."

"There is no news that the president will pick up other women from the plane?" Qin Nan was more anxious than her.

Chi En'en also looked at the photo. In the photo, there was indeed a woman next to Li Beijue, but she didn't think it was so strange. She just picked up the phone and the other party happened to be a woman. She went to the refrigerator, opened the door, and took it. A bottle of water was unscrewed, "Maybe it's because of picking up friends or working contacts that have been photographed."

"I don't see it. You didn't read it in the news. Is President Li going to get married?"

"I know."

"Do you know Mr. Li is going to get married?"

Chi En'en didn't know how to explain Jin Zhiyuan's affairs to her. Suddenly, Yu Guang found half a bottle of red wine on the wine cabinet not far away. Her eyes condensed and her brows were raised.

Why is there a half bottle of wine here?

Li Beijue drove it?

Did he wake up for a drink in the morning?

Chi En'en was a little angry. He knew that his stomach was not good. What was he tossing about? Are you still upset about what you worked yesterday morning?

"Hey, yeah, are you listening to me?"

Chi En'en was pulled back, "Well, listening. Sister Nan and Li Beijue are not going to marry. The specific situation is not clear on the phone. I will tell you when I return."

"Okay, it's fine." Qin Nan breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Why are you going back to China?"

When, Ji Eun-en thought for a while, "It should be soon." I went to the net if I was refreshed.

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