Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

Innate upbringing...

Comprehending the hint in Yan Shuirou's words with a half-smile, Yan Xiaye looked at her even colder, "Yan Shuirou, how does it feel to be an abandoned wife of a wealthy family? Ah, sorry, I forgot that you were a self-proclaimed woman from the beginning to the end. Mrs. Li, after all, Li Beicheng and I haven't completed the divorce procedures yet."

Compared to Yan Xiaye's composure, Yan Shuirou hates others the most—especially Yan Xiaye's lighthearted mockery of her current situation.

Immediately, a bright look of anger appeared on the pretty face. She was concerned about the difference in strength between the two of them, so she didn't dare to move any more, she just gritted her teeth and said bitterly: "Don't be complacent, I heard about the Yin family's affairs. It will come to an end soon, when Miss Yin Mo returns to China, your situation in front of Second Master Li is probably worse than mine."

"That really disappoints you."

Yan Xiaye looked at Yan Shuirou's emotional changes with cold eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up with ease, and said lightly, "Miss Yin Mo probably won't come back, because Li Yuntang has broken off her engagement with her, and the price is to get rid of Yin Mo." The troubles the family is currently facing.”

"What did you say!" Yan Shuirou was almost stunned, she was looking forward to Yin Mo returning to the country and fighting Yan Xiaye, but she didn't expect that Li Yuntang's attitude was far more serious than she imagined.

How is this possible? What kind of person is Second Master Li? Even if he doesn't care about Yan Xiaye and Li Beicheng's past, he at least cares about the opinions and influence of other people.

Or is it just a mere talk about Xia Ye, who can actually seduce Second Master Li to the point of becoming dizzy?
"Do you not understand human words, or do you simply not want to believe it?" Yan Xiaye yawned lazily, too lazy to talk nonsense to Yan Shuirou: "Believe it or not, as long as you have nothing else to say If you want to say, please get the hell out of here, I don't have time to spend with your rubbish."

Yan Shuirou's face was livid, her slender fingers tightly pinched the bag belt tightly, she clenched her teeth and said in a rare low voice: "Can you contact Beicheng? Ya'er has been feeling a little unwell these days. I want to see her daddy."

"Go and see if you want to. What does it have to do with me?" Yan Xiaye frowned slightly. She had been speculating whether Li Beicheng's memory confusion was true or not, but if he ignored Ya'er, then his condition would be worse. Most likely true...

"I can't get through to Beicheng's number. The elders of the Li family are concerned about Beicheng's health, so no one will allow me to see him." Since they had no choice but to ask Yan Xiaye, Yan Shuirou didn't care about face and spoke out. The request said: "And you are very clear about Mom's physical condition. During this time, I have been visiting her old man alone. She has mentioned several times that she wants Beicheng to go there. I don't know how to answer her."

Although Yan's mother is not Yan Xiaye's biological mother, the two are still related by blood. In terms of seniority, they are her mother's sister and her aunt.

Glancing at Yan Shuirou thoughtfully, Yan Xiaye knew very well that the other party was sure that she would soften because of Yan's mother, but other than that, she could also use this to test Li Beicheng.

But that being said, it is impossible for her to easily agree to any of Yan Shuirou's requests.

"Finished?" Looking away casually, Yan Xiaye had a nasty smile on his lips, "Don't leave after finishing talking, wait until I treat you to lunch?"

Yan Shuirou had never been humiliated like this in her entire life, she glared at Yan Xiaye ruthlessly for a moment, wishing she could tear that annoying smile off her face and step on it a few times.

"Yan Xiaye, for the sake of our Yan family raising you, you are not willing to help with such a simple matter? Do you still have a conscience?"

"Simple?" Yan Xiaye smiled slightly: "If I remember correctly, Li Beicheng is still my husband in a legal sense. I really want to know how thick-skinned you are, and you dare to ask me to help You made this call?"

"you……"

"Stop dreaming, Yan Shuirou." Yan Xiaye interrupted her slowly, and gave the driver who came back on time a look: "It's hard work, help me throw out the trash."

"Yes, Miss Yan."

The driver bowed his head to accept the order, grabbed Yan Shuirou who was still struggling, and pulled her out of the car, closed the door and returned to the driver's cab, stepped on the accelerator and walked away.

Leaning against the car window and watching Yan Shuirou's disheveled jumping feet and cursing, Yan Xiaye shook his head boredly, but he didn't feel very happy.

The hatred between her and Yan Shuirou has already reached the point of unending, this kind of petty revenge is just a small dessert for her, and it is far from the big meal she was looking forward to.

"Please take me to Mr. Qin's place. When Xiao Yunduo gets off school at night, please also send me to Qin's house directly. I will greet Li Yuntang."

The driver nodded silently, turned around and joined the traffic.

About seven or eight minutes later, a melodious serenade suddenly sounded in the car, mixed with the singing of a woman Ru Nong softly.

Yan Xiaye looked at the reputation in a daze, and the mobile phone on the leather seat seemed familiar.

Unexpectedly, Yan Shuirou would leave her mobile phone in the car, Yan Xiaye picked it up and looked at it indifferently, and found that the call was from the hospital.

Looking at the screen and hesitating for two seconds, she was afraid that something might happen to Yan's mother's condition, so she finally answered the call.

"Hello?"

"Are you a family member of the VIP ward on the seventeenth floor? The patient was emotionally agitated and unable to calm down. He resisted the approach of all doctors and nurses, refused to cooperate with the treatment, and even bit a nurse. It was written in her medical record that she was allergic to sedative drugs. Please Come over now!"

The situation is urgent, Yan Xiaye has no time to think about it.

Now she turned around to look for Yan Shuirou but returned in vain, she had no choice but to agree: "Okay, I'll be there right away."

After hanging up the phone, she showed a wry smile with mixed feelings, and asked the driver to temporarily change the destination.

……

In the hospital ward, the medical staff surrounded the hoarse middle-aged woman on the hospital bed, discussing what to do with this difficult patient.

"Anyway, try to find a way to calm her down first. If you keep shouting like this, your throat will bleed. She is a VIP in our hospital, and it won't affect the patients in other rooms."

"Dean, it's easy for you to say. She can't be sedated in this situation. Even if the family members come, I'm afraid there is still nothing they can do."

"Then what should we do, Nurse Lin, have the patient's family members arrived yet?"

"I'm coming."

The nurse guarding the door recognized Yan Xiaye from the crowd who had been visiting frequently not long ago, and hastily pushed through the crowd to invite her into the ward: "The family is here!"

As soon as these words came out, all the doctors in the room breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Yan Xia Ye with gratified eyes.

As far as Xia Ye is concerned, she is very clear that what Yanmu wants to see is probably not her at all, she stands stiffly in the sight of everyone, and subconsciously looks at Yanmu who looks crazy on the bed.

In just one month, Yan's mother's weakness became more obvious. Even a person who knew nothing about medicine could tell that her pupils were cloudy and her life was not long.

As if a needle had been stabbed in his heart, Yan Xiaye hurriedly lowered his eyes, it was difficult to accept the current situation of Yan's mother.

She doesn't understand why all kinds of people in this world have done all kinds of things, and in the end they always test her own conscience.

"Okay, now that the patient's family has arrived, let's wait outside first, so as not to put unnecessary pressure on the patient." The dean knows Yan Xiaye, and knows to some extent the relationship between her and the Li family who are constantly arguing and messing up. Er nodded and smiled at her very gentlemanly, and walked out with a large group of people, and said by the way: "If there is any inconvenience, Young Madam, just call us."

"Thank you."

Looking at the door that was about to be completely closed, Yan Xiaye just wanted to run wildly for a moment and leave this lifeless ward with everyone.

After going through so many things, even though the woman on the bed has been her mother for more than [-] years, it is still difficult for her to call out that title against her will, because what she has done has always been qualified to be Yan Shuirou's mother .

"You... Xi Yan, you came to see me."

Just when Yan Xiaye was hesitating and didn't know where to go, Yan's mother on the hospital bed suddenly calmed down and sat upright on the bed, looking at her with terrifying eyes, as if she saw through her Another person alive.

Xi Yan?

Yan Xiaye was startled, and before she could figure out who this Xiyan was, Yan's mother had already continued on her own: "I'm the older sister, I'm sorry, you entrusted me with the money and the daughter , but I did something utterly devoid of conscience, so many years have passed, you are finally willing to enter my dream, are you ready to take me away, take me to hell to suffer?"

Her mother... was named Xi Yan?
Repeating the name silently in his heart, Yan Xiaye felt an inexplicable feeling of embarrassment in his heart, and couldn't help but began to imagine what Xiyan was like when he was alive.

Mr. Qin didn't mention her mother at all. He didn't know if he was afraid that mentioning it would only increase his sadness, or there were some deeper reasons. In short, he just used the word "she" instead.

From the appearance alone, she seems to be very similar to her mother, saying that her mother is so ill that she can't distinguish between dreams and reality, no wonder she is mistaken for her mother.

"I'm not here to take you away." After thinking for a moment, Yan Xiaye felt that it was better not to provoke Yan's mother, and simply replied according to her intention: "Don't think wildly, you still have a long time, you will get better .”

"No, you are still so kind. It seems that you must have gone to a place where I can't go after you die." Yanmu covered her face with tearful eyes and cried bitterly, her thin shoulders trembling, "Sister, this is our last time Have you met? Did you meet Xia Ye before you came to see me, she is your daughter, even if I treat her badly, she still grows into a good girl, and she didn't embarrass you. "