The president is too domineering: relying on his precious wife

In the second master room!

Ling Shaotian sat on the sofa, frowning, with a trace of embarrassment in his eyes. www>

Surrounded by security guards standing upright, all of them stared at him with expressions on their faces.

He had been waiting for a full hour since he was brought to this room, but Li Juehuang still didn't show up.

The hand holding the agreement broke out in a cold sweat. [

This time, Mi Xiaomi disappeared for a few days.

He was as nervous as an ant on a hot pot, afraid that he would never see her again.

It wasn't until his people sent news that she had arrived at Li's house safely that he felt a little relieved.

But, soon, his heart was in his throat.

In the hands of Li Juehuang, can he take her back safely?

But, he really couldn't stand that feeling anymore.

Five years ago, she had been separated for five years. No matter how many things he did, she would not be moved.

Now, she finally got so close to him, but she still couldn't keep her company all the time.

This feeling was too tormenting, so he went all out!

I must take Mi Xiaomi by my side, even if she will never fall in love with me again...

He doesn't want to lose her again!

Therefore, he made up his mind to bring the agreement that Mi Xiaomi signed with him back then.

Li Juehuang is in a special period, and reputation is so important to him.

He believed that this could help him.

"Please inform Young Master Huang that I have something important to ask him, and I hope he will find time to see me as soon as possible!"

Ling Shaotian's tone was as calm as possible, even with a bit of modesty and humility.

The security guards didn't move at all, they just regarded him as air.

This made Ling Shaotian feel very uncomfortable.

Unable to restrain himself, he stood up... [

Suddenly, a security guard stepped forward with lightning speed, grabbed his shoulders, and forced him back to sit on the sofa.

The voice was extremely cold, "Young Master Huang told you to sit and wait!"

He used an honorific title, and his tone was extremely blunt.

Ling Shaotian's eyes trembled, and he regretted not bringing some dark bodyguards with him.

The sound of quick and steady footsteps came from the corridor, and every step on the floor seemed so firm, sweeping the aura of the king, approaching forcefully.

"Young Master..."

"Young Master..."

……

An endless stream of respectful voices came closer and closer to the room from the end of the corridor.

Ling Shaotian's face turned slightly pale, and he involuntarily tightened the agreement in his hand, looking at the door.

I saw that Li Juehuang's right hand was in plaster, and his whole body was wrapped in gauze. Obviously, this time in Xishan, he was seriously injured.

However, the heroic look on his face couldn't resist the evil spirit around him.

He glanced coldly at Ling Shaotian who was on the sofa, his thin lips curled up...

Leaning lazily on the sofa, Ling Shaotian immediately felt that his whole body was swept by ice.

My whole body couldn't help shivering, and I collected myself, looking sideways at Emperor Li Jue.

"Your Majesty, you are really busy, so it's so difficult to see you..."

Li Juehuang remained calm, silently took out two cigars from the coffee table, and threw one to Ling Shaotian.

With his eyes swept around, Baoquan immediately stepped forward and lit the fire for him respectfully.

Ling Shaotian was unprepared and flustered, barely catching the cigar, but the agreement in his hand slipped down on the wool carpet.

"Pick it up!" Li Juehuang's voice pressed directly on Ling Shaotian's head with a strong sense of oppression.