In the corridor in the backstage, the man seemed to be smoking.

He smokes like L?

Zhu Yaoyao pushed her, "Go quickly, thank you very much, I will keep you in trouble, I won't let you be raped by my mysterious husband!"

"..." Wen Ning was upset and hurried over.

"Mr. Li." There was no one in the corridor. She shouted for the first time, "Mr. Li? Hello!"

The tall man turned around, his handsome face was unparalleled in the world, and a touch of evil spirit floated in the deep corners of his eyes.

"Isn't call a stinky man, he's a mortal enemy?"

"..." Wen Ning was immediately embarrassed.

He helped her so much, but the man was still very sarcastic.

She solemnly looked up and thanked, "Mr. Li, I really didn't expect you to help me today. After all... I had a deep prejudice against you before, but I didn't expect you to be clear and unfair. I saw something wrong with you! Maybe I have a little misunderstanding about your character..."

"A little misunderstanding?"

"Many misunderstandings..." Wen Ning bowed his head in a cognitive way.

The man snorted softly, and he walked towards her.

The little woman continued to apologize, "That day I was angry that you were seduced by Wen Sirou's bribery. I didn't expect you to keep the painting as evidence. You are wise and wise. In short, I'm sorry, what Mr. Li did today... I can't thank you in words."

She wanted to express, thank you very much.

But the man blew a breath at her and asked evilly, "What do you want to be grateful for? It's really better to do it."

"..." His eyes were meaningful and suggestive.

With a good-looking long legs, Wen Ning was forced to the wall by him.

His tall body shadow hit her face, close and ambiguous.

Wen Ning's ears suddenly turned red, and he hurried on the wall and was annoyed, "President Li Beichen, I'm talking to you seriously."

"Aren't I serious?" He tilted his head with a serious expression. "Do you should whisper softly to your benefactor and be more grateful?"

"Then please keep social distance. I am a married woman, but I don't understand. Why are you willing to help me because of hostility? Can Mr. Li solve the problem?" She clenched her fists and blocked her between the two and tried to keep a distance.

Li Beichen glanced at the pink fist with deep eyebrows and deep eyes, "I am hostile to you? It seems that you have always been in front of the Emperor, seeking revenge, and overestimating your ability?"

"You!" Wen Ning frowned in anger, but suddenly realized, "Oh, it turns out that Mr. Li still knows me! Do you remember the female president of your competitor Ruitian?"

The man paused, and there was a moment of annoyance in his eyes, and he no longer answered.

Wen Ning was even more sure that this arrogant man had an impression of her mortal enemy.

The corners of her lips curled up slightly, "Then why are you willing to help me?"

Assistant Mori Yang, who was forcibly stuffed into the corner, glanced at Mr. Li and wanted to laugh.

Who made the little rival still his own beautiful wife? His beautiful wife was wronged, and the domineering boss slapped the face and protected him.

But it's just that this credit has to be hidden from it, which is a frustrating enough.

Seeing that he couldn't tell the reason, Wen Ning wondered, "Mr. Li, we have a feud. You used the 26 million painting to help me... You won't have any shameful purpose!"

The man used the trick and trapped her in the wall with a strong arm, smiling, "Yes, I'm not interested in the kind of rusty landscape paintings!"

Forehead?

He continued to bow his head and leaned in front of her, "If I have a little interest in you, then will you give it to me or not?"

A mature man's voice is fascinating, evil and romantic!
Chapter completed!