Madam Li's Identity Is Exposed Again!-Chapter 364 - : He Wants to Control His Bad Temper

Chapter 364: Chapter 364: He Wants to Control His Bad Temper

Elsewhere, at Si Chen’s house.

The man with the darkened face kicked over the trash can and strode in.

With a headache, Si Chen glanced at the innocent trash can rolling on the ground, bent down to place the Vodka he had just taken out on the table, and complained to the man sitting on the sofa beside him, “I bet one million it’s definitely because his little sweetheart provoked him again.”

Huo Leiting, who had just returned to the country, wasn’t too familiar with domestic situations. Hearing Si Chen mention the little sweetheart, his thick eyebrows furrowed sternly, his sharp eyes turned towards Si Chen, and a deep voice rumbled from his throat, “Hmm?”

The three of them were considered good brothers who had a special kinship; Si Chen didn’t hide anything and recounted in detail the issues between Li Beijue and Chi Enen. Then he complained, “The last time they quarreled, he dragged me to the Lan Club. Without saying a word, he drank 200,000 worth of alcohol. After he finished, he just left, and I, out of kindness, found him a beauty and sent her up. He didn’t even give her a glance before kicking her out bare-assed. The next day, the two of them were back together like nothing happened. It ended up with me jumping around like a monkey all night, and the next day I even had to apologize to his little sweetheart… Ah… seeing his face right now, I bet one million they quarreled again. Want to bet on it?”

“No thanks. I don’t have that kind of money to gamble with bosses like you,” Huo Leiting stretched out comfortably on the sofa, pouring himself a glass of Brandy, adding a bit of Vodka and giving it a swirl.

“You don’t have money? Mayor Huo, who are you kidding? One million is just a drop in the bucket for you,” Si Chen curled the corner of his mouth, “Alright, alright, forget the bet.”

Li Beijue had already walked up to them in just a few steps, noticing that Huo Leiting’s face finally looked a bit better, he nodded in greeting, “When did you get back?”

“Just got off the airplane, picked up by Lao Er.”

Being the youngest in the group, Si Chen was referred to as Lao Er. Among them, they only had Lao Er without any distinction of who was the big boss or second boss.

Li Beijue nodded, taking that in. He poured himself a drink and, with his falcon-like eyes cast in a shadow, stared somberly at Si Chen and asked in a deep voice, “Si Chen, can medication really help me control my emotions?”

“What do you mean?” Si Chen reacted quickly, “You mean your paranoia? Theoretically, medication indeed can have a controlling effect. But didn’t you say you didn’t want to take nerve drugs?”

He had prescribed him those types of drugs long ago, but Li Beijue had thrown them all in the trash can. Claiming that neurological drugs would destroy the cerebral cortex and impact his thinking.

“So, the meds are effective, right?”

“They are effective, but…”

Why had he suddenly remembered to take medication again?

“Prescribe me some, I want the fastest-acting ones!” Li Beijue, with a somber expression, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, uttering a direct order.

Eager to see him willing to take medication for his issues, Si Chen would not refuse, “Okay, I’ll get them for you at the hospital tomorrow. But you need to take this kind of medication continuously; taking them sporadically won’t have much effect.”

“I got it.”

No sooner had he finished speaking than his mobile phone began to vibrate.

Since leaving the hospital, Li Beijue’s mood had been irritable to the extreme. His chest felt as if it had sprung a leak, his heart aching nearly to the point of numbness.

He didn’t want to answer, but as he held the wine glass, he swept a glance at the incoming calls display. His eyebrows furrowed again, and he put down the wine glass, picking up the phone.

“Hello.”