Li Beichen's cold and neat ending cut off the misty consciousness and emotion of Yuxuan.

She's irreplaceable, Mrs. Li?

For a moment, Yuxuan was frozen in place.

Why was she so frustrated? She was ready to fight with him, and she had already rolled up to the living room. Why did she want to compromise just because of his words.

Lifting her eyes, she tried to control the surging mood. She whispered, "I'm hungry. I want to eat."

Looking at her playing with a child's temper on the sofa, Li Beichen's deep fundus of eyes hides an emotion that is difficult to understand, some complex and some helpless.

Sometimes, he really can't help taking her up.

He raised his hand to look at his watch, and then Li Beichen whispered, "OK, I'll take you out to eat."

The heartless smile bloomed at the corners of his mouth. Yuxuan put his hands against his chin, gently stroked his thin curled eyelashes and looked at him, "it's a pleasure. For more than half a month, Mr. Li will finally appear in public with his wife."

Listening to her words, Li Beichen's tall and straight body was stunned.

He did announce his marriage to Shi Yuxuan, the daughter of the Shi family, in front of the media, but he didn't appear in public with her.

As a result, many media speculated that it was just a commercial marriage, and some even wantonly spread rumors that Mrs. Li existed in name only.

Recently, he was too busy to pay attention to these trivial things, but ignored her feelings.

Now, even the royal staff are not looking at her.

The scarlet blood under the eyeground precipitated, a slight headache and twitching nerves, "it won't be like this in the future. Let's go."

Listening to his low magnetic voice, Yuxuan's face flashed an unidentified emotion.

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When Maybach passed the luxury building, Yuxuan lowered the window.

The most luxurious building in Shencheng, the consumption paradise of the upper class, has a dazzling to unreal beauty under the neon night of red wine and green.

Li Beichen looked at her in Yu Guangzhong, leaning his head against the window, and his curly long hair rose wantonly along the roaring wind.

Frowning, showing a trace of inexplicable concern, he slowed down and parked the car on the roadside.

As soon as the car stopped, the silhouette of Yuxuan stiffened. Then he touched the door handle, pushed it away and walked down.

I don't know what she stopped to do. Li Beichen frowned and stepped down straight and slender legs.

"Shi Yuxuan?"

She gathered her narrow sharp eyes, looked over the roof and stared at her with a subtle feeling.

The city that never sleeps, flashing bright and gorgeous lights, is quiet and silent, falling on her delicate body.

She didn't speak, just looked up and quietly looked at the skyscraper.

"Want to go in?" An extraordinary figure came behind her.

"Yes." Looking back at him, his eyes clearly flashed a trace of sad emotion, "go in and buy something."

She and he haven't bought wedding rings yet.

In fact, she doesn't lack material. What she wants from him is just

promise.

Or, a lot of warmth.

But she couldn't afford to use materials so blindly to make up for her panic. She was at a loss.

Because sometimes, the picture of Li Beichen and Qiao Wenxi standing together appears uncontrollably in her mind.

Although the woman is only a strange face to Yuxuan, she can always imagine that Qiao Wenxi gently provoked Xiumei and told her in an enchanting tone that Li Beichen loves her and no one can replace her.

What kind of tone should she tell him——

Li Beichen, I'm so sad.

Sad

I feel out of breath.

Looking at her, she kept silent and stood under the lights, as if she could disappear at any time. Li Beichen's eyes were deep, "what are you thinking?"

"Nothing." Turning around, Yuxuan squeezed a heartless smile, "Mr. Li, let's go in."