Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

Two hours later, Yan Xiaye finally waited for the old lady to summon her.

Leaning over to put the sleeping little Yunduo on the children's bed, she quietly left the room, stood in the corridor and subconsciously looked around, but still did not see Li Beicheng's figure.

Of course she wasn't looking forward to seeing Li Beicheng, but it was indeed too strange.

Even if Li Beicheng deliberately pretended to be crazy to win her sympathy, the ultimate goal was nothing more than to start over with her, but he finally made such a move, and before it had any effect, how could he be willing to mess up?

"Young Madam, please come with me."

The aunt who was in charge of taking care of the old lady bowed slightly. She looked like a very strange face, which made Yan Xiaye frowned unconsciously.

"Are you a newcomer to Li's family recently? Where's Aunt Sun from before?"

The latter answered her with a straight face: "Sister-in-law Sun has a grandson in her family, so she resigned and went back to take care of the younger generation. The job here was vacant. I came in to work after she left."

Yan Xiaye nodded silently. The other party's explanation sounded reasonable, but there was always something wrong.

Is she overthinking it?

Frowning and thinking, the old lady's room is close in front of her eyes.

Auntie opened the door for Yan Xiaye, bowed again, turned and left.

Watching the other party's back, Yan Xiaye stepped forward hesitantly, staring at the old lady on the bed who was much older and haggard.

The old lady paused for a moment on the closed photo album, and she said hello respectfully: "Grandma, how do you feel? Is there any discomfort in your body?"

"you……"

Perhaps she still minds that Li Beicheng risked himself for her, but the old lady looked back at her with unfriendly eyes, her pale and frail lips trembling, and you didn't say anything after a long time.

"Grandma?" Yan Xiaye's heart turned cold, Qingmei's face was full of frustration, and she said softly, "If you don't want to see me, you can tell me directly."

If she could choose, she never thought of making grandma feel sad for her.

Even when she first left the prison, she forced herself to stay by Li Beicheng's side. In addition to inquiring about the whereabouts of the child, the old lady's attitude was also an important factor, even if she would suffer for it.

But the development of things is often unsatisfactory. After the old lady forced her several times, she was completely disappointed. She moved out of the old house with her own will, and gradually reduced the contact with each other.

On the big bed, the old lady still looked at Yan Xiaye so firmly, and blinked slowly for a long time.

She looked at Yan Xiaye with hairs all over. It turned out that when the old lady was not smiling, she was far from being as kind and friendly as usual, and on the contrary she was a bit sinister.

"grandmother?"

Really unable to bear this cold scrutiny, Yan Xiaye didn't know where he was wrong, so he had to reflect on himself: "Are you still feeling sorry for Li Beicheng who took me to the hospital for my injury? Believe it or not, isn't that My original intention, I would rather die than accept Li Beicheng's kindness."

When she said the last sentence, she slowed down on purpose, grasping the pronunciation of every word, trying to make the old lady trust her a bit.

The old lady was indifferent, and the expression she looked at her did not soften because of this, but it did not continue to get worse.

This feeling of singing a one-man show is really embarrassing, Yan Xiaye repeatedly pursed his lips, and sighed lightly: "I understand, you may not want to say anything to me, please pay attention to your body and rest, I will leave immediately .”

As he said that, Yan Xiaye turned around dejectedly, and raised his hand to touch the antique doorknob.

However, just as her fingertips felt a icy cold, the old lady suddenly gasped for breath, and the loud voice made Xia Ye suddenly turn around, and rushed to the old lady's bed in three steps at a time, asking nervously. Asked: "What's going on, are you out of breath?"

At the same time, she quickly found the emergency button at the head of the bed and pressed it hard three or four times, hoping that the family doctor would come soon.

"You..." The old lady grabbed her throat with both hands, with such strength that the veins on the back of her hands were exposed, her eyes fixed on Yan Xiaye and refused to let go.

Yan Xiaye was so frightened that he was at a loss, and reached out to hold the old lady's hand, "Calm down, the doctor will be here soon."

Her actions were originally out of kindness, and she was afraid that the old lady would scratch herself when she was nervous, but she did not expect that the moment she approached, the old lady stared at her fiercely, and made a hissing sound from her throat. Demons in hell are no different.

Yan Xiaye was so frightened that his heart stopped beating, he let go of his hand and staggered back a few steps, clearly recognizing the hatred hidden in the old man's eyes.

This made her choke up almost to the point of collapse, with countless grievances and sorrows in her heart, "Why are you looking at me like that? I'm Yan Xiaye, don't you know me?"

While talking, she shook her hands and took out her mobile phone to call Li Yuntang, and asked for help in a hoarse voice the moment the beeping stopped: "Come here quickly, the old lady seems to be very wrong, I'm so scared!"

This seems to be the first time Yan Xiaye has admitted so frankly in her life, and she will be afraid.

"I'll be there right away." The pen in Li Yuntang's hand dropped on the table, he suddenly got up and ordered Yan Jiu to prepare the car, and left on the spot under the surprised gazes of several high-level elites in the conference room, comforting her without hesitation: "Breathe, Xia Ye , breathe slowly."

Listening to Li Yuntang's deep and magnetic voice coming from the phone, Yan Xiaye realized that there was a tightness and pain in her chest and lungs, probably because she was too nervous and even forgot to breathe.

Clutching the phone, she took a deep breath of the air that smelled of tonic soup and traditional Chinese medicine, and she looked carefully at the old lady.

Maybe it was because she took the initiative to back away, the old lady started breathing intermittently, and then let go of the hand that was scratching her neck.

Even though his face was still blue and purple after lack of oxygen, it was much better than the look of the evil ghost just now.

And what Xia Ye cares about the most is that up to this moment, the old lady's eyes are still following her fiercely, completely unable to see the kindness of the past, as if she has done such an unforgivable evil.

"You go out first and leave it to the doctor at home." Hearing the crying sound in Yan Xia Ye's words, Li Yuntang couldn't imagine what the situation in the old house was like at the moment, "Don't worry, you and the old lady will be fine... "

"Li Yuntang?"

Suddenly losing the source of courage, Yan Xiaye stiffly held the phone in front of his eyes, only to find that it had turned off automatically due to low battery.

No matter how much she regretted her carelessness at this moment, it was meaningless. She wanted to leave here tremblingly, but her legs were forced to weaken by the invisible pressure of the old lady. She could only pin her hopes on the doctor.

Fortunately, after 1 minute, the door was knocked open from the outside.

Fresh air poured into the room, Yan Xiaye seemed to have been lifted from the immobilization.

She staggered to the door and looked back at the old lady who was being rescued by the doctor.

"Young Madam, please come out with me for a while, you won't be able to help if you stay here, and it will distract the doctor."

Yan Xiaye nodded hastily, and at the last second before leaving the room, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the mirror on the dressing table, which faithfully reflected her still-shocked image.

She is wearing a white long coat today, the design is very similar to a long skirt, and the hem is very similar to the skirt. If you don't look carefully, it does look like a skirt at first glance, and it is Yan Shuirou's favorite. Ladies' style.

Originally, Yan Xiaye would never wear this kind of clothes, but the maid who stuffed her closet didn't know her taboos, so she just took one and put it on.

Since the dressing table is far away from her, her shadow is reflected in the mirror, at first glance she is almost the same as Yan Shuirou.

Yan Xiaye frowned deeply as he vaguely recalled what happened a moment ago, and suddenly had a bold guess.

If the old madam didn't hate her, could it... have something to do with Yan Shuirou?

Stumbling away from here, Yan Xiaye stood outside the door in dismay, thinking about the possibility of Yan Shuirou.

Not long after hearing the news, Shen Aili rushed to her aggressively. Fortunately, she was stopped by the bodyguards sent by Li Yuntang, so she was unable to slap Yan Xiaye's pretty face.

But this was just adding fuel to the flames. Shen Aili struggled a few times but it was useless, so she simply used the power of words: "You damn girl, what am I talking about! If you are not allowed to come in, you must come in. This is good. If something really happened to the old lady, you are the culprit!"

Yan Xiaye hadn't settled down from being overly frightened yet, and looked blankly at Shen Aili who was baring her teeth and claws, feeling a surge of fear in her heart.

As we all know, the old lady's physical condition has not been very good.

If she really stimulated the old lady's condition...

Naturally, Shen Aili would not let go of the opportunity to add insult to injury, ignoring the ugly faces of the bodyguards, and shouting at the top of her voice is well known: "Yan Xiaye, you were sharp-tongued a few hours ago, and put the Qin family in front of me. Missy's airs? Why can't I say a word now, is there something wrong in my heart?"

Realizing that the nearby servants were looking at her in unison, Yan Xiaye forced himself to gather his composure, and answered concisely: "Mrs. It will be revealed, but it is you, the old lady is so seriously ill, why didn't you tell Li Yuntang at all?"

"Where is it as serious as you said? If you hadn't rushed into the old house today, the old lady has been recovering from her illness with peace of mind, and now the troubles have come to this point, it's all because of you, the mourner!"

Shen Aili hadn't yelled like this for a long time, and she was out of breath halfway through the speech, so she had to stop and slow down, and said in a persuasive manner: "As for Yuntang, everyone knows that he and the old lady have the same relationship between mother and child. , I did not tell him for the sake of the old lady!"