After hanging up the phone, Yuxuan's mood fell to the bottom.

A storm is coming in Shencheng.

The equity held by Li Guowei controls the whole Royal respect and can completely determine the future executor.

If Li Beiming is still ill in bed, he will not threaten Li Beichen.

But in the twinkling of an eye, old Li always focused on Li Beiming, cultivated his influence in all aspects, and even paved the way for him after he got out of prison.

When Li Beiming was seriously injured and ill, Lao Hui Li chose to abdicate, which must be a complete preparation.

How will Li Beichen plan to get what he wants?

In fact, she doesn't know him, she doesn't know him at all.

When he came to the hotel restaurant, the waiter was startled to see Yuxuan.

His eyes were swollen, his face was pale, and his lips were bloodless.

When ordering, Yuxuan just asked for a piece of crab porridge. He had no appetite.

I just didn't want to stay in the hotel alone, so I went to the restaurant.

After waiting for the waiter to leave with the menu, Yuxuan closed his eyes and leaned back on the chair. His head hurt a little. It was the extreme pain.

After a while, I heard footsteps from far to near. It was estimated that the waiter brought up the crab porridge.

Yuxuan opened his eyes wearily, but saw a tall figure standing in front of him.

Show eyebrows.

I don't know what the man's heart is.

Even if it was just a coincidence to meet him in DIDU, the hotel he stayed in was just like her. The suite was still next door. So many coincidences gathered together on purpose.

Sitting up straight, Yuxuan asked in a bad tone, "Why are you here?"

Jin Yanchuan was wearing a straight pressed shirt and his hair was fixed with hair gel. He was full of energy and elegant.

Jinggui opened his mouth coldly, with an innate high above, "I'm hungry, why can't I come?"

"Yes, people are iron and rice is steel. If you don't eat a meal, you're hungry."

Yuxuan didn't bother to tell him more. Seeing him, he just felt more uncomfortable when his head rose.

Jin Yanchuan absolutely doesn't know what politeness and politeness are.

Yuxuan didn't ask him to sit at the table. He had already sat down by himself.

Yes.

You're really good, boss.

He has a thick skin.

Yuxuan took a deep breath and was almost annoyed by his arrogance.

The slender finger picked up the lemonade and took a light sip.

The attendant came over and poured him a glass of water respectfully.

Jin Yanchuan ordered.

Yuxuan took a smoke from the corner of his mouth.

He didn't let her invite him this meal, did he?

Don't know to leave Li Beichen, is she shy in her bag?

It's over, it's over.

Jin Yanchuan's long finger with distinct knuckles was buckled on the table, which meant that he squinted at her: "how's your face like this?"

Yuxuan stared at him weakly: "it doesn't seem to have anything to do with you."

"Shi Yuxuan."

Jin Yanchuan's tall figure overlapped with his long legs, and the bright crystal lamp sprinkled on his shoulder. He was handsome. "You're talking more and more impolite now."

"Isn't that what you said? I don't like to call you president Jin. I'm too outspoken."

Yuxuan's flat mouth choked him with what he had said before.

The man's eye color is a convergence, and the bright black pupil is covered with a layer of coldness. The whole person exudes a fierce aura and alienation.

"Shi Yuxuan, put away your hypocrisy." After a while, he finally spoke in a cold tone.

Yuxuan had nothing to say, picked up lemonade and pretended to drink.

Talking to this blind and arrogant narrow man will really lose her life. If she wants to be calm, she must be calm.