The Young Ancestor of Li’s Family Is Fierce and Sweet

When a call came in, Li Sichen got into his car, carefully rolled up the electric window, and then answered it.

"Young Master Chen, I can't capture Bai Jingxuan's terrified appearance." A male voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Create a few photos synthesized by PS, and put Bai Jingxuan's face on it. Write the news about her being terrified."

"yes."

After hanging up the phone, Li Sichen said viciously, "Yang Qiao's matter will not pass so easily. Even if public opinion is used, Li Tinghe must be crushed to death. Bai Jingxuan has to believe that Li Tinghe cheated!"

In the back seat of the extended Lincoln car, Bai Jingxuan asked Li Tinghe, "Don't you need to go back to the company?"

He said before that tonight would be very busy.

At home and abroad, the image of Li Tinghe, the president of the Li Group as a scumbag who cheated and killed people, has plummeted, and his financial company is the most affected.

Especially in the commercial bank opened by Li's family, many big customers had objections to Li Tinghe and transferred their deposits to other banks.

Even some loan cooperation, which was originally with the Li family, has also been transferred to competitors.

If this continues, Li's business and stocks will shrink even more.

But N.S and the Lu Group.

Some businesses overlap with Li's.

Many people think that her original partner was raped by her husband, and the mistress who was killed by her husband outside threatened to turn into a ghost and kill her. There are many people who sympathize with her.

Li Tinghe rubbed the center of his brows wearily, "It's okay, I'll take you home first."

"Tonight, rest first." She retweeted him distressedly, "Don't be too tired."

"Okay." He was very moved by her concern.

Back in the old house of Li's family, Li Tinghe's tall figure walked into the kitchen in person, turned to her and said, "Sit on the sofa and wait for me."

She just wanted to ask him what he was going to do.

Ten seconds later, the gas ignited the fire in the kitchen, and then there was the sound of shovels frying the pan.

Bai Jingxuan immediately understood that he was cooking her supper himself.

Leaning against the door of the kitchen, she watched his tall and majestic figure busy in the kitchen, with a dignified demeanor, and his hands, which were more noble than ten thousand gold, cooked in an orderly manner.

Every move is pleasing to the eye.

She couldn't help but take pictures of him cooking with another spare mobile phone with power.

He doesn't like taking pictures. The sharp and deep eyes gave her a doting look, and followed her.

Soon, a bowl of egg fried rice covered with fried steak is ready.

The portion is very large, a large bowl is enough for two people.

She also took a picture of the fried rice.

Then, he posted the photos of his cooking and fried rice on Weibo under her English name Emily personal authentication, with the accompanying text:

[Master Li cooks the food himself, and you are lucky to be able to eat it. 】

Emily personally officially certified the world's chief fashion designer. She has already accumulated hundreds of thousands of fans. In addition, she disclosed the identity of the chairman of N.S. After returning to Lu's house, she kept increasing her fans.

During this period of time, she has millions of fans, and after Yang Qiao's incident, the speed of her fans has been increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Because too many fans and even passers-by found her social account, let her not believe Li Tinghe's hypocrisy.

[A bowl of egg fried rice will buy you off. Chairman of N.S, how cheap are you? 】

[In the past, whoever wins Master Li's favor is truly lucky. But Dong Bai and Li Tinghe cheated on each other in marriage, and Xiaosan even committed suicide for him. You can also forgive this, do you have the backbone? 】