Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

He didn't intend to get any response, but after a brief silence, he heard her angry voice.

"……thanks.

"Yin Baiyan's eyes lit up, and he looked at her with seven points of admiration and three points of pity, and said the invitation he had prepared for a long time: "Xiao Xiaye, you are already an official apprentice under this master, and your salary is enough for you to live alone. You are not happy living here, do you want to go abroad with your teacher to see a wider world? "For this invitation, Yan Xiaye seemed to have never heard of it.

Yin Baiyan waited quietly for a while, thinking that she probably still wanted to stay here.

Guessing that Li Beicheng was about to turn around, he couldn't persuade him anymore, so he had to slip away first.

Then, just before he turned around, he accidentally glanced out of the corner of his eye, but saw that Yan Xiaye's expression remained unchanged, and he nodded almost invisibly.

"That's great!" Yin Baiyan took a closer look, his heart was full of elation, and he wanted to pounce on him immediately, and praised in a low voice with joy: "This is my good apprentice, don't worry, wait until the wedding of Yin Mo and... , the teacher must find a way to steal you away.

"The friendship between master and apprentice is just a joke. What really moved him was nothing but Yan Xiaye.

Therefore, he sincerely hoped that she would be safe and happy, and could not bear to see her torture herself.

Not long after Yin Baiyan slipped away, Li Beicheng came back with a doctor's order that was several pages long.

As soon as I entered the ward, I started to clean up all kinds of tranquilizers on the bedside table.

Amidst the slight rustling sound, Yan Xiaye saw Li Beicheng's fatigue and embarrassment that he had never seen before, and also saw the bruises and bruises on his handsome face, but his mood was as calm as the dead sea, without any waves.

Five years later, when Li Beicheng chose to throw her into hell again for the sake of Yan Shuirou, there was only death in her heart.

That night, the Li family motorcade withdrew from the hospital and carried Yan Xiaye back to the old house.

The old lady waited at the door early in the morning, and led the servants to push Yan Xiaye out of the wheelchair: "Good boy, I am grandma, do you still know me?" Yan Xiaye looked back at her numbly, It was as if he didn't understand her at all.

The old lady's eyes were wet again, and she blamed herself to escort Yan Xiaye back to the room, and sat down beside her bed in distress after dismissing the servant: "Xia Ye, grandma understands, as long as you get better, no matter whether you want to Divorce with Beicheng, grandma is on your side.

"In the past, this is undoubtedly the promise that Yan Xiaye wants to hear the most.

Right now, the old lady said these words solemnly, eagerly waiting for Yan Xiaye's return, and calling her grandma affectionately like before.

However, as time slowly elongated, all she waited for was endless disappointment.

"It's okay, you take good care of your illness, grandma won't force you.

Reaching out to touch Yan Xia Ye's thinner cheeks, the old lady murmured with darkened eyes: "Xia Ye, even if you never get better again, the position of Mrs. Li's young lady is still yours alone, as long as grandma is alive." One day, never let anyone hurt you again.

"As she spoke, the old lady burst into tears, and with the help of the maid, she hid her face and left.

... At the same time, Yan Shuirou stood coquettishly and gracefully in the early autumn night wind, with a goose-yellow suitcase at his feet.

The light pouring from the carved iron gate shone dimly and luxuriously on her, stretching her shadow very long.

Living in the Li family's old house has always been one of her wishes in this life, and she was caught off guard that her wish would come true so quickly.

Seeing a tall figure appearing on the gravel road from a distance, she secretly put away the smug curve of her lips, and her pretty face became pitiful in a second, she hurried up with her suitcase, and asked very worriedly: "Beicheng, Xia Ye, is she okay?" Li Beicheng stopped in his tracks, looked down at Yan Shuirou who rushed to his side, and hummed expressionlessly.

Yan Shuirou's heart was half cold, so she buried her head in front of him and began to sob, her slender shoulders trembling pitifully: "Those people are so cruel, how could they do anything..." "Zai Yan Xia Ye In front of you, you are not allowed to mention this again.

"Li Beicheng's face was cold. He knew what happened afterwards, and he couldn't blame her for all the pain Yan Xiaye suffered.

But compared to Yan Xiaye, who was so energetic, he seemed to be reminded all the time what choice he had made.

Yan Shuirou's initial excitement disappeared in an instant, she could see that Li Beicheng was indifferent to her, her fingers tightened on his cuff, her whole heart was fluctuating and uneasy.

Before coming here, she had just checked the news on her mobile phone, and confirmed that the kidnappers had no whereabouts for the time being, and most likely they had escaped from Jianghai.

In this way, the things she secretly planned should also disappear and become an eternal secret.

But if what she did was not exposed, why did Li Beicheng ask her to come here and see her so indifferently?Aggrieved and softly agreed, Yan Shuirou followed Li Beicheng and stayed in a guest room.

This was slightly different from the treatment she had imagined, but when she found out that Yan Xiaye's bedroom was next door to hers, her dissatisfaction immediately became relieved.

"You pack your things first, change into a set of pure white clothes, and come to the restaurant on the second floor for dinner.

Before Yan Shuirou could speak to persuade him to stay, Li Beicheng explained indifferently, then turned and went to the next room.

The room that belonged to him and Yan Xiaye was empty and unpopular.

In order for Yan Xiaye to get better soon, the maids placed her wheelchair in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows before they left, and filled the garden below with colorful lights to illuminate the night sky colorfully.

Looking at the thin and silent back, Li Beicheng clenched his fists, paused for a few seconds, and walked over slowly.

As if he was afraid to see her inorganic eyes again, he stopped at a safe distance of one meter, and said hoarsely, "Yan Xiaye, how long are you going to be stubborn?" He knew that once he got within one meter of her, it would inspire her to fight back desperately.

It can be seen that she can actually hear others talking to her, but she is discouraged and unwilling to respond.

"Or, do you think you can punish me like this?" The man narrowed his eyes, looked out of the window at night like Yan Xia Ye, and chuckled coldly: "It's useless, since I don't love you, no matter how much you torture yourself, yes To me it's just a silly joke.

"Ruthless and ungrateful.

In just one sentence, Li Beicheng interpreted these four words vividly.

After speaking, he observed Yan Xiaye's reaction again.

After about a minute or two, Li Beicheng's cold expression turned into disappointment, and he left without hesitation.

After a long time, Yan Xiaye's eyelashes trembled slightly in the wheelchair, his eyes were as deep as an ancient well, without waves.