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

When Li Tinghe came in, he saw two text messages coming in one after another on her phone.

[Yu Chuan has guarded you for so long, you have to pay a lot of money for the loss of youth. 】

【You said on the phone just now that you will meet me at 2 o'clock tomorrow afternoon, right? Are you going to give me money? Auntie is waiting for you. 】

You don't have to guess to know that this information was sent by Qin Yuchuan's mother.

Li Tinghe stared sharply at the door of the bathroom, as if trying to see clearly through the door what Bai Jingxuan was thinking.

His money is hers, and she can be squandered at will, but it never includes her giving money to Xiaobailian!

Bai Jingxuan came out wearing casual pajamas after taking a shower, and Li Tinghe had already gone to the study.

And ask the servant to inform her that he works all night.

She personally went to the kitchen to make a glass of milk and brought it into the study.

He Qiang, the bodyguard waiting outside the door, said respectfully, Young Madam.

Li Tinghe was sitting behind the huge desk. His skin was fair and his face was carved with distinct features. The precious white shirt and suit pants seemed to be a hanger for action. Even the sitting posture with his head bowed down at the desk interprets the domineering perfection!

She leaned against the door quietly, watching him with ten lines in his eyes. The expensive pen was dancing on the documents, and his movements were smooth like clouds and water.

It is said that men at work are the most serious, and Bai Jingxuan can feel it.

It feels like staring at him all night, without the slightest tiredness.

You haven't slept yet? Li Tinghe raised his head and glanced over, the pen in his hand did not stop. Usually, he doesn't waste a minute and a half of his time.

I'm bothering you. She stuck out her tongue embarrassedly.

The playful movement made his icy eyes hide a ray of deepness, and said simply, No.

She put the milk on his table and glanced at the time on the computer monitor. It was eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, Li Tinghe, don't be too late.

You care about me? He said casually, and Ling Jun's face seemed to soften a little.

Of course. She smiled slightly, and there was a sparkle in her eyes, as bright as the warm sun.

Li Tinghe's icy heart seemed to be scalded, and his face sank again.

In a high position, it is cold. There was too much blood behind him. The dark soul enjoys the sunshine, and would rather be ruined than accept the loss.

She turned to leave, her back was weak and slender, so thin that he felt distressed.

Li Tinghe never drinks milk and hates the taste.

Staring at the milk on the table for a few seconds, since she brought it in person, he hesitated for a moment, picked up the cup, and drank it neatly in a few gulps.

He Qiang watched in amazement.

I hope the young lady doesn't have the heart to hurt the boss, otherwise, I'm afraid that if she gives the boss poison, he will drink it too.

Bai Jingxuan was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, always feeling a touch of alienation in Li Tinghe's attitude.

To be precise, with his doting on her, as soon as she appeared, he would definitely follow her back to the room to sleep with her, but not tonight.

Maybe he's just too busy?

After all, he is not only making decisions about the Li Group, which is one of the best in the world, but even the major affairs of the Li family are personally helmed by him.

In a daze, she fell asleep and woke up at eight or nine in the morning the next day.

It was learned from the servant that Li Tinghe was still working.

This time, she was sure, he seemed to be minding something.

Bai Jingxuan is a smart person. After thinking about it, she asked the servant, Did Master Li enter my room last night?