Love after Marriage: No Escape from My Billionaire Husband

Baijumo "momentum" directly into the Li group, Xu Zheng respectfully smile, has been waiting in the special elevator entrance. "White illustrator, this way, please."

Baijumo walked into the elevator with a bucket bag and high-heeled shoes. She didn't like the days when she was called by animals.

The elevator goes straight to the 80th floor, Li Jinting's office.

"Assistant Xu, do you understand art or not?"

Xu Zheng was stunned, "Oh, it's like this. In fact, Li Zong doesn't think your painting is good, or some details need to be changed. Because this TV play" Datang "is a big IP, Li hopes to make all the details perfect this time."

"Mr. Li wants to do this kind of small thing by himself, so he is not afraid to die like Zhuge Liang?"

Xu Zheng heard the smell of gunpowder Well, you have to ask Mr. Li. "

When he arrived at the president's office, Bai JUMO was full of resentment and was about to vent his anger, but the office was empty.

"White illustrator, you have a rest here. Boss is in a meeting."

Bai JUMO puts down her hand and sits on the soft leather sofa in her office.

"Would you like coffee or something else?"

"Milk."

Xu Zheng was about to turn around and bring a hot cup of milk. White orange sat on the sofa with one hand on his cheek and suddenly asked, "assistant Xu, your wechat head looks like a black square?"

Xu Zheng one Zheng, the response is clever, "how?"

"Nothing. I didn't expect a business person like you to gossip."

Xu Zheng has a black line at one end

The person who pretends to be his wechat should be Li Jinting, who is superior!

Bai JUMO has been waiting in this office for a long time. She sits on the sofa to deal with her business affairs for a while. When she looks up at her watch, it is already 11:30 at noon.

It's time for lunch.

Baijumo sent a wechat to Xu Zheng, "when will you finish the meeting?"

Soon, "Xu Zheng" at the other end replied, "wait, twelve o'clock."

Bai JUMO frowned. How did assistant Xu's voice change suddenly It looks like Li Jin Ting?!

It's cold and concise, as if all the people in the world are people he can enslave.

"I'll go first. I'm hungry. It's lunchtime."

Li Jinting here is holding a high-level video conference across the ocean. A red "1" appears on the head portrait of baijumo in his mobile phone.

The man frowned and his face was slightly cold. In the video, the foreigner with golden hair and blue eyes immediately asked, "Li, what's the problem?"

Li Jinting directly lost a sentence: "we'll talk about it in the afternoon."

After the video was cut off, Li Jintang strode out of the private meeting room, holding his mobile phone.

Bai JUMO just pushed the door out of the office, and Li Jinting came face to face.

He was wearing a well-made custom-made black shirt, neatly tied around his long waist, a pair of long and straight legs wrapped in trousers, his handsome face was cold and proud, and his whole person exuded abstinence temperament.

And the belt around his waist is a little familiar to baijumo.

"Assistant Xu said you didn't finish the meeting until 12 o'clock, but I'm a little hungry, so I want to go to dinner first. If Mr. Li has no objection, I'll talk about the details of the illustration in the afternoon."

Li Jinting frowned and pushed open the door of the office with one arm. As he went in, he said in a cold voice, "eat after inspection."

Bai JUMO bit his lips and didn't want to talk back to him, so he had to go back to the office with him.

From 11:30 to 12:30, Li Jinting perfectly explained what a real workaholic is.

White orange silently pressed the spasmodic stomach, and the cold sweat of stars appeared on her forehead and nose tip. Li Jinting pointed out the dissatisfaction with the illustration with her beautiful and slender fingers. When the black eyes moved from the notebook screen to her small face, her eyes were awe inspiring.

"What's the matter?"

He frowned and reached for her arm, pressing her stomach. "Stomachache?"

Her lips were pale, her face was pale, and when she touched her hand, it was cold.

Li Jin Ting held her in his arms and asked, "what are you doing?"

"To the hospital."

"I'm just hungry. Don't go to the hospital. Let me down."

Five minutes later, baijumo has all kinds of congee in front of her.

White orange Mo looked at a table of porridge, the corner of his eye smoked, "Li Zong, eat this at noon?"

Li Jinting put his hands around his arms and gently raised his eyebrows. Then he picked up a bowl and tasted it with elegance.

"It's not bad."

Bai Ju Mo flattened her mouth. She had promised Ning Yi to eat hot pot this afternoon, but now it's all gone

The mobile phone rings, Li Jin Ting and Bai JUMO's eyes fall on the caller ID at the same time.

White orange silent Leng next, just grasp the mobile phone to connect.

"Girl, I've reserved a place for you. The bottom of the pot has ordered your favorite tomato pot. When will you arrive?"Bai JUMO took a look at Li Jinting, who was slowly eating porridge. The corner of his eye shook. "I have a stomachache. I don't want to eat hot pot. I'll talk about it later."

"Stomachache? I'm here to take you to the hospital

"No, no, I'll just have some porridge. First of all, I'll hang up."

Waiting for baijumo to hang up his cell phone, the man dining opposite is not salty, his head is not lifted and asked: "how is the stomach broken?"

White orange Mo while drinking millet porridge, while the tone gently light way: "perhaps bad luck, encountered the boss are more workaholic."

How could he not hear her scolding?

Li Jin Ting hooked the corner of his lip, "after dinner, you are allowed to rest in the rest room."

White orange Mo's stomach, also faint pain, drink a few porridge, then into the rest room.

Li Jinting turned off her mobile phone and dialed the internal line to Xu Zheng: "buy some stomach medicine and pain medicine, and also, make a hot water bag and send it."

When Li Jinting walked into the rest room, baijumo was already lying on the bed, curling up with his stomach and sleeping.

The broken hair on her ears and forehead, wet by cold sweat, was clinging to her pale face and looked haggard and weak.

Li Jinting plucked her hair away, revealing a clean little face.

He opened her arm and put the hot water bag with suitable temperature into her arms and put it close to her stomach. Baijumo might feel comfortable. Yingning said and held the hot water bag in her hands.

Four years of study, two years to complete, life and rest will be regular.

No matter how good the stomach and body, I'm afraid it's broken.

Man's finger belly, gently rub her wet cheek, but in the plan to stop, was a soft green white hand suddenly pulled.

"Brother Jin Ting..."

In the pink white lip, Qi was like a gossamer, and the four words made Li Jin Ting's dark eyes stunned.

Li Jinting bowed his head and gently pressed against her small head, which was wet with sweat. "Xiaobai, are you playing coquettish?"