Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

Two hours later, Si Chen was already drunk and passed out.

Lin Anxin's name was murmuring painfully in her mouth.

The arrogant and stern man picked up the wine glass expressionlessly and poured himself another glass. After drinking it in one gulp, he picked up the mobile phone that the drunk man had thrown aside, found Lin Anxin's number, and called him.

Didn't answer the first time.

He fought patiently a second time.

This time I picked up.

"On the second floor of the Xiting Club, if you don't want to see him die here, come pick him up!" It was simple and rude.

After saying that, he hung up the phone and threw the phone back to the drunk man.

After finishing the entire bottle of red wine, he ordered the staff on the side, "Watch him order."

Then he got up and walked away without looking back.

Huo Yi, who was downstairs, had been waiting for a long time. When he saw him coming down, he immediately went up to greet him, "Sir."

As soon as he got closer, he smelled the strong smell of alcohol on the man's body. He couldn't help but frowned, and asked anxiously, "Sir, have you been drinking?"

Sir Alex hasn't eaten much in the past few days, and his stomach is already weak and he relies on stomach medicine to support it.

Drinking at this time is undoubtedly self-abuse!

Li Beijue was just abusing himself. The overwhelming discomfort in his stomach completely suppressed the discomfort in his heart. His dark eyes seemed to be sober and yet drunk. His brows were knitted together because of the discomfort in his stomach, and his thin lips gave a low grunt as an answer.

Seeing his pale lips, Huo Yi quickly opened the car door for him without saying any more nonsense, "Sir, get in the car."

Li Beijue leaned over and got into the car.

The car drove smoothly to the hotel.

Along the way, the men sitting in the back row were playing with their mobile phones. Several times their fingers touched the only name in the address book and then slid away.

The punch of red wine is not strong when you first drink it, but it slowly builds up afterwards.

His temples were swollen and buzzing.

damn it!

Li Beijue pressed his swollen temples, feeling pain in his abdomen and stomach. A thin layer of sweat overflowed on his forehead, his thin lips pursed tightly, and he stared at the phone without saying a word, as if he wanted to make the name on the phone look like a flower.

Chi Enen.

Chi Enen.

Chi Enen.

Damn it, all he could think about was Chi Enen. Her name, her face, her voice. Every cell in his body was clamoring to see her, to enter her body, to prove that she was still his!

He pursed his thin lips too hard, and the smell of blood spread between his lips and teeth.

He held the phone tightly, as if this was the only way he could control his terrifying possessiveness.

Who says two people have no relationship after breaking up?

Who says he can't care if she has a new relationship after breaking up?

Even if he and Chi Enen break up, Chi Enen is still his!

The irritable mood that had been depressed for several days seemed to have found a breakthrough. He tightened the corners of his mouth, and his eagle eyes were full of paranoia.

right!

Even if they break up, Chi Enen is still his!

He looked down at the phone number again, moved his fingers, and dialed it out as a matter of course.

"beep……"

All the alcohol in the red wine has evaporated in the blood.

Li Beijue's vision was blurry, but he pursed his thin lips tightly. He would rather taste the blood than stubbornly dial the phone number.

"beep……"

His brows furrowed more and more. The same goes for my stomach, which feels cold and sharp.

Just when the phone was about to hang up, the person over there finally picked up the call——