The wife of the paranoid president is a boss

She went to the bathroom again, walked past the mirror and saw herself in the mirror, her face was abnormally pale, as if she had a serious illness.

This day has come, and what she worried about the most is still happening.

I have been warning myself not to be tempted by him, because I am afraid that I will be deeply involved in emotions, hurt myself, and make myself unable to extricate myself from him.

However, she didn't control her heart and fell in love with him. What happened?

Xiao Chuchu sneered, looking at the miserable appearance now is because of him.

'Hurry up and break off your feelings for him, or you will be tortured by him to the bone! '

She reminded herself again in her heart.

But how could she want to get such a thing as feelings? Once she started, it would become irreversible.

Xiao Chuchu lay back on the bed again, she was not sleepy at first, but then she felt dizzy again, and then she fell asleep again.

Besides, on Beichen Yuqing's side, after a night of drinking, she set off for a dance in a neighboring province in the morning.

Dick was having a headache. The young master rarely accepts such social engagements. He knew that the young master was in a bad mood and wanted to find something to keep him busy, so he ordered him to take over all the social engagements yesterday, regardless of whether they were in neighboring cities, neighboring provinces or abroad. Give it all to the next, so that in the next two weeks, the young master's itinerary is fully arranged.

It's easy to receive entertainment, but it's really a big project to get the drunk and unconscious young master to entertain.

After a whole morning of tossing, Dick managed to get the young master to the ball, but the young master shouted back, his old bones are going to be broken today.

Just as he was about to leave, suddenly a person came by his side.

"The dance hasn't started yet, why are you leaving?"

Dick looked at the sound, smiled, and bowed respectfully, "Master Xiao Yi."

Bei Chenyi's facial features are three-dimensional, and his outline is clear and smooth, somewhat similar to Bei Chen Yuqing, but lacking his kingly temperament, on the contrary, he looks more youthful.

He was wearing a classic v-neck motorcycle leather jacket, a white t-shirt inside, a cross chain around his neck, white ripped jeans on his lower body, and a pair of white shoes on his feet.

Dick didn't understand how he got into the dance venue dressed up, but then he thought, his surname is Beichen, and that family dare not give Beichen's face.

"Why is my uncle leaving?"

"Master, he's drunk."

Bei Chenyi looked at Bei Chen Yuqing, who was leaning on the beige velvet sofa, who was very drunk. He walked over cautiously, but before he got close, he smelled alcohol.

He arched his nose in disgust.

He lowered his head, waved his hand in front of his uncle, and called softly, "Uncle?"

Beichen Yuqing didn't respond.

He yelled, "Uncle?"

Still no response.

Bei Chenyi scratched his head, stood up, and looked at Dick, "How much did you drink? Didn't my uncle always drink alcohol with the principle of enjoying himself while drinking too much, even if he drank too much? Drunk as hell, so what is he doing this for?"

Dickmin remained silent.

Bei Chenyi raised his eyebrows, and smiled evilly, "Isn't it for someone!"

"..." Dick remained silent.

"Don't talk? I think it's probably the case. Let me guess again. If nothing else, it's for women!"

"..." Young Master Xiaoyi clearly knew it well, so there was no need to guess.

"No way, I guessed it right?" Bei Chenyi's tone was full of surprise.

"Master Xiaoyi, it's best not to guess without evidence, the young master..."

"Stop, I know what you're going to say, don't worry, I won't talk nonsense to anyone in the family, after all, I'm still young and I don't want to die young."

Dick showed a standard smile, of course he knew that Young Master Yi would not talk nonsense, even if he had the guts to talk about the young master, he would not dare to talk about the young master.

But that was what he wanted to hear.