Li Beicheng squinted his eyes lazily, letting Yan Shuirou waste his energy if he wanted to smile or not.

Somehow, he was sure that he was in good health, but he just couldn't think about such things.

Maybe it's always best not to get it, when he looked at Yan Shuirou's face that was a little like Yan Xiaye's, his thoughts couldn't help being related to Yan Xiaye.

During this month, he recalled all of Yan Xiaye's actions after he was released from prison.

His memory of her seems to have been stuck five years ago, so he can't accept her hatred and ignorance of him now.

Especially when he proposed to her, he was fully prepared, his acting skills were so superb that he almost deceived himself, his eyes and body movements were impeccable.

Faced with the past, how could Yan Xiaye remain indifferent?She once said that she saw through him, but he dismissed it at the time.

Now that I think about it, could it be her sincere words?Was it because he underestimated her that he was disgraced in front of the old lady, lost all credit, and was pushed out of the center of power?Since all of this was caused by Yan Xiaye, the solution must still fall on her alone.

Yan Shuirou's hard work was in vain, her pretty face was full of grievances, and she was tired of sticking to Li Beicheng's side: "Beicheng, I really didn't know those kidnappers would do that to Xia Ye... Otherwise, I would rather If you don't go, you will never leave her there alone.

"After her reminder, Li Beicheng's face turned cold, and the doubts in his mind finally found the answer.

No wonder Yan Xia Ye turned a blind eye to him, because he was angry about this incident.

But as Yan Shuirou said, no one could have predicted what those kidnappers would do. When did Yan Xiaye become so unreasonable?Once Li Beicheng was unhappy, Yan Shuirou panicked.

She didn't know that she said the wrong sentence, so she could only test his mind cautiously: "If you are unhappy, just say it, I feel uncomfortable when you look like this.

""No, you didn't do anything wrong, it's all because of Yan Xiaye's awkward temper and not likable.

"Li Beicheng perfunctorily planted a kiss on her forehead, and before Yan Shuirou could secretly rejoice, the man had already pushed her aside and fumbled for the clothes on the bedside table.

No matter how gentle and virtuous a woman is, she can't stand being treated like this by the man she loves.

What's more, Yan Shuirou's nature has never been related to the words gentle and virtuous.

"You're going to Yan Xiaye's place, aren't you?" Yan Shuirou sat up hugging the quilt, his heart throbbed, "Beicheng, tell me, how is she better than me?" The man turned a deaf ear to her pain, With his back to her, he put on his pants, and slowly buttoned up his shirt, "Shuirou, you begged me to come here, don't forget that.

"Yan Shuirou's expression was blank for a moment, he nodded slightly for a long time, and there was a smile on his face: "Yes, you are right.

"Li Beicheng is such a person, as long as his heart is not on her, the ensuing insult and indifference are just appetizers.

And she really loves him so much that she would rather bear the status of a disgraceful mistress and work hard to stay by his side, even if everyone betrays her.

In the eyes of outsiders, the reason why she followed Li Beicheng was probably inseparable from the word "Qian Quan". She also knew how important these two words were, but compared with Li Beicheng himself, it seemed to be nothing worth mentioning.

If it's just for the glory of life, she is also a decent graduate of a first-class university, so she doesn't have to rely on Li Beicheng's favor to live, but she is still willing to do so.

She loves him, from the second she saw him in her teens, she seemed to be poisoned by him, she devoted herself to flying moths to the flame, she didn't even care about being shameless or being a human being.

Although, she knew that all the men in the Li family were cruel and ruthless, and they were not the ones who could talk about love at all.

Satisfied with Yan Shuirou's well-behaved, Li Beicheng looked around at the floor-to-ceiling mirror with his neat clothes, and asked with a smile, "How about it, handsome or not?" "You look good in whatever you wear.

"Yan Shuirou lowered her eyes, she was as mellow and docile as her name suggests, got up from the bed and walked behind him, straightened the man's white collar, and begged without expectations: "The weather forecast said that there will be thunderstorms in the next few days, I will be alone It would be scary for people to live here, so come and stay with me at night, okay? "" It's hard to say.

"Li Beicheng hooked his lips ruthlessly, with a handsome appearance and a good figure with wide shoulders and narrow waist, he was the focus of everyone wherever he went, enough to make women fall in love with him.

Yan Shuirou didn't say anything, looked at the pair of Bi people cuddling each other in the mirror, obediently nodded and agreed: "I'll wait for you.

"The smile on her lips is charming, but her heart is desolate.

Ever since she fell out of favor in front of Li Beicheng, he completely gave up his pretense in front of her, revealing his moody nature.

Apart from following him in everything, she didn't know what else she had that was worthy of his nostalgia, and she didn't know whether she still had a place in his heart, so she could only carefully maintain the illusion of intimacy.

Walking to the door to see Li Beicheng off, Yan Shuirou stared at the man's back with reluctance, and remembered all of this on Yan Xiaye's head.

Even if Li Beicheng has Yan Xiaye in his heart, but she loves him so much, how can she be as free and easy as Yan Xiaye, willing to give up Li Beicheng? ...The Li family, Yan Xiaye and Xue'er took advantage of Li Beicheng's absence and slipped out as usual.

Xueer returned to China for a short time, but she met a young university professor at a medical symposium. The two had a very happy chat on academic issues. After a long time, their relationship became somewhat ambiguous.

In order to keep this layer of window paper longer, Xueer took the initiative to bind Yan Xiaye's light bulb. When they met, they usually dated as three people, and it didn't change until the last few days.

In the Italian coffee shop, Yan Xiaye was holding a cup of coffee latte art uncomfortably, nodding to deal with the chattering handsome young man opposite, lamenting in his heart that he was really a disaster.

I don't know if it's because the professor disliked her that the light bulb was too bright. Occasionally, she heard Xueer say that she was a jewelry designer by profession, and she had an idea to introduce a colleague to her, which directly led to three people dating and four people.

"Xia Ye, you can call me Sun Gan, you don't have to call Mr. Sun so polite.

"Looking at Yan Xiaye's latest drawings on the tablet, Sun Qian, a professor of fine arts, praised again and again: "Your paintings are really aura, how should I put it, seeing this painting seems to see your yearning for love heart of.

"Yan Xiaye laughed awkwardly for a while, raised her eyes and peeked at the men and women who were chatting enthusiastically, and wondered when she would finish hearing this earthy love story? At first, because of Sun Qian's reputation in the art world, she I am also very happy with the comments made by the other party.

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