Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

Opening his eyes with a splitting headache, Yan Xiaye looked at the night-shrouded hall, and finally accepted the fact that had happened.

"Li Yuntang." She struggled out of the man's embrace with chills all over her body, her hoarse voice was very weak: "I will stay here to watch the night, you go back and take care of Xiao Yunduo, should he go back tonight?"

"Of course someone is taking care of him over there." Li Yuntang raised his hand and touched her forehead, his fingertips touched the cool cold sweat, he couldn't help frowning: "Xia Ye, you have a fever."

"what?"

Yan Xiaye looked up at him in a daze, took a moment to understand the meaning of his words, and pursed the corners of his lips indifferently: "It's okay, I'll take the medicine after the night is over."

This kind of arrangement made Li Yuntang's brows furrow deeper, no matter it was usual or now, he couldn't tolerate Yan Xiaye ruining his body the most.

What's more, in his opinion, the dead are already dead, but the living will continue to live.

It's a pity that Yan Xiaye obviously made up his mind and refused to listen to him anymore.

A few hours ago, Yan Xiaye witnessed the death of old Mr. Qin, and died so tragically because of her...

Right now, being able to maintain her sanity without collapsing has already surpassed the strength and composure of girls of the same age, but it is nothing more than bragging rights.

"Li Yuntang, I'm really fine, at least I'll survive the night." Sensing the man's long silence, Yan Xiaye raised his face and smiled at him, "Go back, eh?"

"Since you're worried about that kid, I'll ask the driver to bring him here and live in the guest room with me."

Giving his answer concisely, Li Yuntang took out his mobile phone, called Xiao Yunduo's bodyguard, and gave some instructions in a low voice.

Afterwards, he hung up the phone, looked at Qin Jingyi on the other side of the hall with deep eyes, and said lightly: "Qin Jingyi, you better not have messy thoughts, now you don't have old Mr. Qin as your backer, want to The number of people who will be against you is countless, and I don't even need to do it myself."

"Second Master Li, you are so majestic!" Qin Jingyi's heart trembled, and he sneered sternly, "No matter what the old man said, he saved Yan Xiaye's life in exchange for you coming to my house threaten me?"

Li Yuntang really didn't take him seriously, he just looked at Mr. Qin's face, and he didn't have the same knowledge as him, "As long as you behave yourself, who has time to threaten a waste?"

"You say I'm trash?!"

Qin Jing stared wide-eyed, subconsciously wanting the bodyguards at home to drive out the unsightly couple, but was interrupted by the housekeeper just before he was about to speak.

"Second Master Li, please choose the guest room yourself, and arrange the bodyguards you bring with you."

After finishing speaking, Uncle Xu respectfully lowered his hands and closed his eyes.

Such a request for instructions is tantamount to proving that the Qin family has no malicious intentions and handing over the initiative to Li Yuntang.

"Okay." Without any hope for Qin Jingyi's character, Li Yuntang pulled Yan Xiaye to get up, looked at her and said gently, "There is still an hour before the vigil starts, come and sit with me, eh?"

Yan Xiaye had a severe headache, nodded blankly, and followed Li Yuntang towards the guest room.

Behind them, Li Yuntang's bodyguards were hiding in the shadows of the corridor, following them like a shadow.

Staring at their backs and spitting, Qin Jing turned his head and took his anger out on the housekeeper, roaring in displeasure: "Uncle Xu, are you the housekeeper of my Qin family? Or his Li Yuntang's housekeeper?"

"Master, just because I am the housekeeper of the Qin family, I can't watch you act impulsively." Uncle Xu sighed softly, "Don't you understand the current situation?"

Qin Jing laughed angrily: "What do you mean?"

"The reason why those people stand on the side of the young lady is at least half because of the face of Second Master Li."

As the right-hand man who has followed Mr. Qin for many years, Uncle Xu sees problems from a far deeper perspective than Qin Jingyi, "Now, the reason why you can still stay in the Qin family is because the eldest lady is kind-hearted and has no interest in the position of heir. ..."

"Fart!" Qin Jingyi kicked over the coffee table in a rage, and the whole hall reverberated with clanging and broken voices, "She is not interested in the position of heir? Then what did she say in front of everyone?"

Uncle Xu remained calm and calm as always, and said in a leisurely manner: "That's an expedient measure for the eldest lady. If she really wants to get the Qin family, now that the old man has passed away, as long as the second master Li puts pressure on others, It is easy to get more than 1/2 of the votes in favor."

"No! I admit that there are a few villains who took advantage of the opportunity and ran to her, but the heir recognized by everyone has always been me. This is what my father always meant. Don't they dare to obey the law?"

"Young master, if the old gentlemen are still alive, they certainly don't dare to obey others." Uncle Xu lowered his eyes and sighed heavily: "The present is not what it used to be, and your ability is not enough to suppress their ambitions."

Having said that, even old Mr. Qin had never made such great achievements at Qin Jingyi's age, and it was even more impossible to easily create such a large-scale family group.

In other words, it's normal for Qin Jingyi to be unable to do so, and a monster like Li Erye is a person who can only be seen once in a century, so of course it's not the same.

Hearing Uncle Xu's unfinished hint, Qin Jing swallowed his saliva, and paced back and forth on the ground with an angry expression, "Then what should I do? Just watch him and Yan Xiaye flaunt their power like this?"

"In my opinion, the final decision on this matter is still in the hands of the young lady."

No longer maintaining a respectful image as in the past, Uncle Xu, the housekeeper, sat on the sofa by himself, moistened his throat with tea, and continued: "The old man's death cannot be in vain. In a sense, This is the best opportunity to pick the eldest lady."

"Uncle Xu, do you really think that Yan Xiaye is willing to give up the assets of the Qin family just because her father saved her life?" Qin Jingyi couldn't believe it, and looked this way with sharp eyes, "How could she be Such a loving woman?"

"Master, what you said is wrong." Uncle Xu shook his head, and said very firmly: "Miss is very emotional, and everyone can see that the old man's death has had a great impact on her. If you make a fuss about this matter, She will definitely not fight with you."

"Emotional? That dead girl?"

Qin Jing snorted, still in disbelief, took a breath and said in a cold voice: "Uncle Xu, you keep saying that she is good now, are you going to stand by her side like those bastards who are indiscriminate?"

The middle-aged Uncle Xu lowered his face, with a rare look of majesty in his eyes, and said firmly, "They have a choice, but I don't."

Although such an answer was not what Qin Jingyi most wanted to hear, it was barely reasonable.

After reconfirming that Uncle Xu was on his side, Qin Jingyi finally suppressed his anger and asked in a panic, "What should I do next?"

Uncle Xu smiled schemingly: "It's very simple. When you watch the night later, you have to fully show the father-son relationship between you and the old gentleman. The purpose is to make the young lady feel guilty. The more guilty she is, the more serious this matter will be." It's simple."

……

after an hour.

Yan Xiaye appeared alone in the temporary mourning hall with red eyes, and happened to see Qin Jingyi who was lying on the coffin and crying loudly.

The slender eyelashes trembled, she thought Qin Jingyi didn't have a deep relationship with his father, but she forgot Qin Jingyi's pretentious character, even the pain would be concealed from others, so as not to damage his image as the young master of the Qin family.

As usual, Yan Xiaye would definitely ignore him, not even wanting to say a word to him.

However, only this time, Qin Jingyi's pain was caused by her, and she was standing in his father's mourning hall, so it was really hard to ignore it.

Quietly walked to the side and knelt down, Yan Xiaye observed Qin Jingyi from the corner of his eyes.

The latter discovered her existence at the same time, wiped his face angrily, turned his eyes away and pretended not to see her, so as not to quarrel in front of his father.

Quietly kneeling on both sides of the coffin, Yan Xiaye hesitated a few times, and then said lightly: "Jiang Hai's rule is that close relatives keep watch at night. I can do it by myself. Go back to sleep."

"If I go back to sleep, people will treat me as an unworthy descendant of the Qin family, and instead look at you, the daughter who killed your father?" Of course, Qin Jingyi couldn't accept her kindness, and mocked bitterly: "Don't pretend Now, if you are really filial, why would father lie in this dark coffin coldly, since he is still in good shape now?"

A simple accusation clearly has the power to kill people.

Yan Xiaye closed her eyes. In the past hour, she heard Li Yuntang's phone call with her own ears.

Outside, Yan Jiu was in charge of investigating the matter and gave a preliminary conclusion that she was the killer's target, but her father risked his life to stop her.

Worst of all, the elusive killer missed a single shot and immediately disappeared from the bustling park without leaving any traces behind.

Thinking of the possibility of not being able to avenge his father, Yan Xiaye raised his hand to his forehead in pain, tears fell to the ground like broken beads.

"Yan Xiaye, I'm the one who should be crying. You managed to survive, and you should have celebrated with your Li Yuntang."

Seeing that Uncle Xu's method was really effective, Qin Jing continued persistently: "Now there is no one else here, so who do you pretend to show?"

The successive provocations made Yan Xiaye unbearable.

She suddenly raised her head to look at the bloody Qin Jingyi, and bit her lower lip when she saw his haggardness that could not be concealed, but she still didn't say anything in the end.

What's the point?

Those who believe in her will naturally believe in her, and those who don't believe in her, no matter how much they say, it is worthless.

Withdrawing his gaze again, Yan Xiaye was immersed in his own grief, his whole body was enveloped by a low pressure that was repulsive to others thousands of miles away, and he really didn't want to say even a word to Qin Jingyi.

"Yan Xiaye, what do you mean by not speaking, are you dumb?"