She really just went to eat the cake recommended by the magazine?! Does she want to be so free?!

What did she just say?!

Young master Li, don't think too much of yourself. Everyone should have self-knowledge.

know one's limitations?!

This woman calls him self-knowledge?!

“Shit!”

Li juexi threw the magazine on the floor and burst out a dirty word that he had never said before, which ruined his self-reliance.

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The old man left Lizzy to reflect on himself in the manor.

Being scolded by his father and ridiculed by his wife, Li juexi has no place to vent his anger.

To the northwest of the manor was a racecourse. Without any protection, Lizzy rode around the racecourse for two hours.

The housekeeper who is in charge of his life is an old Filipino man. At the moment, for fear that he is tired, he is anxiously standing beside the runway and waving to him, "young master, have a rest, have a rest first."

I'm sweating all over.

Li juexi slowly slowed down the speed of stepping off the white horse. A man like him who lost an arm was not qualified to ride a horse, which was more dangerous.

Prosthetics, never have their own hands good.

Li juexi jumped down from the horse with a cold face. The housekeeper immediately handed him the clean towel on his arm. "Young master, I've worked hard. I'm ready for afternoon tea."

Riding a horse and playing with antiques were the only ways to release his emotions.

"Well."

Li juexi answered faintly, took off his coat to the housekeeper, and went to the table under the umbrella.

"Good old and young grannies."

The voices of the two maids sounded at the same time.

Li juexi turned his eyes indifferently, and saw that man Wen was coming towards him from the entrance of the racecourse, calm and without any waves. His eyes were always soulless.

"You didn't take your mobile phone. The servant received a call from his family. The hospital informed you that you should go to regular care today." Manwen stood less than one meter away and said calmly, as if there had been no quarrel between them.

She didn't mean to pose.

She really didn't pay attention to him and didn't care.

Whatever it was, Sir Alex was very dissatisfied.

Ignoring her, Li juexi went to the table and sat down. He picked up the English Retro Tea Cup on it. His fingertips swayed gently, and the green tea swayed gently. It was elegant and natural. He didn't need any disguise.

The maid standing on one side couldn't help looking more.

Seeing that he didn't care at all, Manwen turned and walked away without saying a word.

The housekeeper keenly captures the subtle aura of the two, and quickly stops in front of man's tattoo to explain, "Granny, the master let the young master stay at home, and the young master can't go out."

Manwen stopped, turned his head to look at Li juexi, and said objectively and rationally, "the body is my own."

"Oh."

Li juexi gave a sneer. His smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes. His eyes met her eyes coldly and said, "what do you know?"

How many days has she been married to the Li family?

She knew what life he had been living?

Is the body your own?

He didn't know what his own was, and she gave him a preaching face! It's ridiculous.

"Whatever you want."

Manwen didn't insist on telling him any reason and turned away.

"Bang --"

Li juexi threw out the cup and let the tea overflow. His face was especially gloomy.

"Young master..." the housekeeper and the maids were staring at him.