Uneasily walked to the French window and opened the shallow gap.

Parked outside the capital of Huadu is a black Maserati.

The tall and straight figure leaned precipitously beside the car body, with a cigarette in his long finger and a bright spark.

Men under 40 have a calm and introverted temperament, but they don't lose their edge.

The eyes with deep traces are difficult to detect, such as an abyss.

The moment the man gouged out his sight, Yuxuan's face turned pale.

Flustered down the curtains, the whole person was trembling.

She was sure that there was only such a small gap that he didn't see her, but he couldn't restrain his fear.

I just feel a heart sinking.

Because she recognized the man.

Li Beiming.

Although the age difference is ten years, he is as tall and straight as Li Beichen, so heroic that people can't ignore him.

The difference is that Li Beichen is handsome and cold, and his Qi field is covered with frost.

After all, Li Beiming is ten years older and has rich experience.

So calm and restrained, handsome appearance, gentle gentleman.

But Yuxuan still saw that under the man's soft appearance, there was a terrible edge.

That kind of ruthlessness is better than Li Beichen.

Sitting on the sofa, Yuxuan began to tremble.

The air conditioner in the living room was just turned on, but she felt cold.

Outside the villa, more than a dozen bodyguards with rigorous faces stopped the tall man, "Sir, President Li told me that no stranger is allowed to enter the capital of Huadu without his permission."

Li Beiming paused and looked calmly at the man in black.

When Shi Yuxuan picked up the phone in the master bedroom, he knew that this woman was very special to Li Beichen.

But to confirm his guess, the result surprised him.

The man's eyes were indifferent and his voice was low. "I'm Li Beiming, the eldest brother of Beichen."

The bodyguard's eyebrows jumped.

Just when I didn't know what to do, a crazy sports car flashed a dazzling cold light and sped forward.

The smooth motor cuts through the sharp brake sound!

Suddenly stopped next to Li Beiming's Maserati.

Xing Ye defiantly stepped down with long straight legs, and his thin and cool lips raised a sinister and evil smile.

"Oh, isn't this Li Dashao?" Xing Ye ruffian angrily took a cigarette and spit out the white fog. "I haven't seen you for three years. I'm fine."

Just now the car was driving at a high speed. At the moment, when you loosen the steering wheel, your hand is still numb and your heartstrings are tight.

God knows he buried so many eyeliner in the city. How did Li Bei Ming avoid his eyes and ears?

Xing Ye walked slowly, handed over a cigarette with her long finger, smiled more and more evil, and there were wandering hormones between her eyes and eyes.

But in fact, he was shocked.

Li Beiming appeared unharmed in the capital of Huadu. It seems that Li Beichen was defeated in the first World War.

To his horror, Li Beichen's private number couldn't get through all day.

There was no answer, making Xing Ye's back burst into a cold sweat.

be struck with fright.

Although I know my guess is absurd, the other party is Li Beiming.

Not only is he ten years older than Li Beichen, he is more calm and calm, but also he can relax his emotions freely.

Under the gentle appearance, there are no terrible sharp edges and corners at all.

Li Beiming gentlemanly took over the cigarette handed over by Xing Ye, gently seemed to show a smile, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. "I was going to see my sister-in-law, but it didn't seem to happen."

"It's really not the time. It's all night." Xing Ye casually took a cigarette, and the evil house's Danfeng eyes were half narrowed. "Tomorrow night, old Li will pick up the wind and wash the dust for you and invite most of the upper class society in Shencheng. You can see it at that time. Why is it so urgent?"

Li Beiming didn't speak, just smiled.