Reborn into Young Master Huo’s Little Fairy

Li Yanchen walked to the door of Ye Qingyu's ward, and Qi Changqing leaned against the wall, not daring to go in.

After standing for a long time, he glanced in through the window.

Ye Qingyu was leaning against the head of the bed, with a slender figure and a pale face.

Li Yanchen's slender hand reached the doorknob. It was obviously a simple movement, but he seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, Ye Qingyu on the hospital bed looked at him.

The man who had always been refined and meticulous, now had bloodshot eyes that could not be ignored, and stubble appeared on his chin, looking extremely haggard.

The moment he met her gaze, an obscure light flashed across his eyes.

Ye Qingyu quickly looked away, her bloodless little face tensed.

Li Yanchen walked up to Ye Qingyu with a heavy step, his handsome and refined face looked gloomy and cold under the light.

Ye Qingyu noticed that his hands hanging by his sides were trembling slightly.

She sneered in her heart, does a man who can keep his expression unchanged even if Mount Tai collapses in front of him, does he know to be afraid?

It's really strange!

The ward was quite quiet, so Li Yanchen's slightly heavy breathing was very clear.

He stood beside the hospital bed and didn't speak for a long time.

Ye Qingyu looked at him impatiently, his thin lips moved, as if he wanted to say something to her, but he couldn't say it.

Ye Qingyu's brows showed a faint sarcasm.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Qingyu broke the silence first, What's the matter, Mr. Li, you seem to have something to say to me.

Li Yanchen's lips were tightly pursed, almost no trace of blood could be seen, they were extremely white.

He didn't know how long it was before he spoke, his voice hoarse, Qingyu, the child is gone.

Ye Qingyu raised her head abruptly and looked at Li Yanchen. The man was looking at her with cold and deep eyes. Ye Qingyu couldn't understand and didn't want to understand the emotions surging out of him.

Her eye sockets contracted violently at first, and then blushed, and crystal clear tears swirled in the eye sockets.

Tightly pursed lips, trembling non-stop, You...what did you say?

Her voice was hoarse, and her emotions were getting out of control bit by bit.

Are you lying to me?

Seeing that she was about to lift the quilt and get up, Li Yanchen pressed her slender shoulders, Qingyu, I know you're not feeling well right now, you...

Before he could finish speaking, she waved her hands vigorously.

Tears fell from her eyes one by one like broken pearls.

She clenched her teeth tightly, but she was too sad, her teeth couldn't close together, and her lips trembled violently.

She cried so hard that her heart was broken.

Li Yanchen wanted to touch her several times, but his hand was only halfway out, and then retracted again.

He also hoped that this was just a nightmare!

After waking up from the dream, the child is still there, and everything can return to how it was before!

I don't know how long it took, Ye Qingyu raised her head slowly, her pale face was covered with tears, she looked at Li Yanchen bitterly, The child is gone, are you still not willing to let me go? You still want to imprison me Are you around?

Li Yanchen, do you want me to die before you let go?

Before he could say anything, she suddenly took out a fruit knife from the drawer of the bedside table, If you want my life, I'll give it to you right now—

Almost the moment Ye Qingyu took out the fruit knife, Li Yanchen's long and slender hand stretched out, and firmly grasped the tip of the knife.

His hand was cut, he didn't seem to feel any pain, and let the scarlet liquid slip off the blade in an instant.

Her face was contorted, and there was overwhelming hatred in her eyes. Seeing her eyes like that, Li Yanchen's body froze fiercely, and the blood all over his body seemed to freeze into ice.

Tick, tick, blood dripped down the blade onto the floor.

Ye Qingyu's pupils shrank slightly, Li Yanchen, shall we get a divorce?

I don't know how long it took, just when Ye Qingyu thought he would still refuse, a deep and hoarse voice seemed to come from a distant place, Okay.

...

a week later.

Ye Qingyu was discharged from the hospital. She was wearing a simple white shirt, cropped wide-leg pants, brown curly hair tied into a ponytail, no makeup was applied on her face, and she was still a little pale.

Wen Ruan sent her to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Li Yanchen arrived before her, and Qi Chang was standing on the steps with a handsome body, with one hand in his trouser pocket, with an indifferent expression on his handsome face.

The divorce procedures went smoothly, and within a few minutes, the two had an extra red book in their hands.

The two came out of the Civil Affairs Bureau one after the other.

Li Yanchen looked at Ye Qingyu, who didn't look at him more from the beginning to the end, and just wanted to draw a clear line with him, and frowned slightly, Qingyu, wait a minute.

Ye Qingyu looked back at the man who was striding towards her, and frowned slightly, Mr. Li, please call me Miss Ye from now on.

Li Yanchen's phoenix eyes under the lens were in a trance for a moment.

He took out a check and handed it to Ye Qingyu, This, take it!

Ye Qingyu glanced at the check, he gave a large amount.

She pursed her lips, but didn't reach out, Li Yanchen, I don't want to have anything to do with you, and I won't ask for a penny of your money!

Before Li Yanchen could say anything, Ye Qingyu turned and left.

She got into Wen Ruan's car without looking back.

Li Yanchen looked at the direction where the car disappeared, and his thin lips were tightly pursed into a straight line.

...

That afternoon.

Wen Ruan drove and sent Ye Qingyu back to Yuncheng.

When they arrived at Ye's house in Yuncheng, Ye Qingyu went straight to the upstairs bedroom.

Mom, how is Little Shell?

When Ye Qingyu was pregnant, she went to the beach to play, and when she picked up shells, the child in her stomach kept kicking her. She touched her belly and asked her if she liked shells, so she kicked her twice.

At that time, she was leaning in Li Yanchen's arms, and said that no matter whether it was a son or a daughter, she would name it Little Shell.

Little Beike did not die, Ye Qingyu knew that Li Yanchen would not give her the custody of the child, so she asked Wen Ruan to help her hide the truth.

Wen Ruan found Sam, asked him to greet the doctor in charge of Little Shell, and sealed the acupoints and points, creating the illusion of breathing stop. This was the only way to hide the truth from Li Yanchen and let Wen Ruan take the little shell away.

After taking the medicine prescribed by Xiao Ruan, Xiao Beike's complexion has improved a lot in the past two days, and the milk tastes delicious.

After Ye's father surrendered, Ye's mother was depressed for a few days, but seeing her daughter and little grandson, she had to cheer up again.

Ye Qingyu hugged the little shell into her arms, and her eyes couldn't help turning red.

Although the marriage with Li Yanchen was full of scars, but fortunately she still has a little shell.

The newborn child slept most of the time, and after being carried into Ye Qingyu's arms, Little Beike soon fell asleep.

Mother Ye looked at the thin and pale Ye Qingyu, and said distressedly, Yuezi couldn't sit well, so don't get sick.

Auntie, I will prescribe medicine for Yu'er to recuperate, but the confinement still needs to be finished. Wen Ruan said.

Mother Ye nodded, I'm sorry to trouble you, Xiao Ruan.