Li Beichen's slender and bony fingers trembled slightly, and his long arm stretched out to pick her up.

Feeling the faint smell of tobacco that belonged to him alone, Yuxuan suddenly woke up.

Remembering what the front desk secretary said, the anger that finally pressed down surged up again. Yuxuan resisted and struggled, "let go of me."

"What are you doing?" Li Beichen's calm face and thin lips pursed coldly to resolve her struggle, "Shi Yuxuan!"

Being yelled by him, Yuxuan was stunned.

The sharp pain spread in her heart, so uncontrollable.

In the next moment, hot tears fell down his cheeks.

I don't know what I'm crying, but I'm so wronged that I want to cry.

She was not like this before, and somehow, but now she has become so fragile and even vulnerable.

Want to stubbornly stop tears, but still fall down.

She cried so pitifully, but she just squeezed out a sneer and spread it around her mouth. Looking at her like this, Li Beichen's heart seemed to be grabbed by something, and there was a moment of subtle heartache.

Jun's face flashed a little pale. Li Beichen forced himself to take back his hot eyes, rubbed her hair and comforted her, "what's the matter?"

"Don't touch me." Wronged to get rid of his imprisonment, Yuxuan stepped back and stubbornly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Trying to evoke a pale smile, she deliberately pretended to be heartless. "People in the business world say that Mr. Li's wrist is cold and cruel. I didn't expect that even his small subordinates are so mean. They don't have the slightest kindness in talking and doing things."

Listening to her cold voice, Li Beichen frowned.

"I don't like beating around the bush." The slender finger took off his tie with dignity, and the tall and straight black figure sat on the sofa. "What's the matter, you can say it directly."

Empty fall spread in the bottom of my heart, slowly sweeping her with a trace of pain.

"I'm just Mrs. Li. What qualifications can I have to say?"

The alienation in the tone was provocative. Li Beichen's eyelids jumped, raised his eyes and looked at her.

"Did you go to the imperial master today?"

"Yes, I was kicked out before I entered the door." She pretended to smile with disapproval, tried her best to press down the strong acidity in her chest, raised her chin slightly and looked at him without avoiding retreat, "who makes me just Mrs. Li, not Qiao Wenxi? I deserve the training of the little staff."

Speaking of Qiao Wenxi's three names, Yuxuan's eyes trembled violently and flickered a trace of hope.

Before, she had not known herself clearly in front of Li Beichen, but he scolded her coldly——

She is not qualified to mention the woman he loves.

Now, once again without taboo to say these three words, will Li Beichen still warn her with such vicious and dangerous eyes?

The huge living room was empty and lonely. The second hand ticked and ticked, like stepping on the tip of Yuxuan's heart.

At the moment of three words, Li Beichen frowned, and her picture floated in his mind.

Four years.

He and she have been separated for so long.

Sometimes, her figure has a feeling that she can't grasp, and even begins to become blurred.

During this time, looking at Yuxuan's smile, he didn't want to mention her.

I don't know when things have changed.

If he really wants to give a reason, he doesn't want to think about it.

Because he knew that he would not like the answer.

"I'll deal with the emperor's affairs for you." When she got up, the handsome tall and straight dark figure came to her. Her hair was a little messy. Under the pouring of the light, a few strands of fur appeared behind her ears.

Reached out and stroked it for her.

"Remember, you are Mrs. Li, and no one can replace you."