Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

On this day, Yan's mother heard the conversation between Yan Jianguo and Yan Shuirou while she was in a high fever. Tremblingly, she threw off the cold towel on her forehead, pulled out the needle in her hand, and said she wanted to go to the hospital to see Yan Xia Ye.

Yan Jianguo's dissuasion was useless, so he had to accompany his wife to the hospital to visit in fear.

"Mom and Dad, you're here.

"Before the hospital bed, Li Beicheng got up to say hello, and gave up his seat to Yan's mother who was crying loudly.

He did not leave the ward, but stood tall and tall, staring at Yan Xiaye's every move, trying to find from her expression such as distress and reluctance, which represent human emotions.

Unfortunately, no matter how much Yan's mother shed tears in front of the bed, Yan Xiaye's response was indifferent, as if only her body remained here, but her soul had gone to a place that he would never be able to touch.

Faced with such a miserable Yan Xiaye, Yan Jianguo was a little moved at first.

But when he thought he had said a lot of nonsense with all his heart, and the latter didn't respond at all, the anger that was ignored by others immediately replaced Xu Dongrong, and he almost attacked Yan Xia Ye on the spot.

Behind him, Li Beicheng pinched his hand that was trying to hit someone appropriately, his handsome face increased his strength as ice, and Yan Jianguo wailed in pain: "Beicheng, Beicheng, let go, I'll go, I can't go!" Li Beicheng Beicheng lowered his eyes, glanced at him emotionlessly, and directly invited the Yan family and his wife out of the ward together.

Seeing the door close in front of his eyes, Yan Jianguo patted the door and clamored endlessly: "Hey, Beicheng, even if Xia Ye becomes like this, you can't just live.

Shuirou cried several times at home, dreaming and talking in the middle of the night was always your name, or you should find time to visit her..." Across the door, Li Beicheng paused as he was about to return to the hospital bed.

He was going to turn around and go back to teach Yan Jianguo a lesson, but before that, his gaze fell habitually back on Yan Xiaye.

The moment Yan Jianguo mentioned the word "Shuirou", if he read it correctly, Yan Xiaye's pale, almost transparent left hand covered with pinholes seemed to tremble slightly.

The doctor's order came to his ears again, and Li Beicheng was slightly taken aback.

Quickly walking back to the door, he opened the door and said quickly with a gloomy expression, "Let Yan Shuirou pack up, and I will send the driver to pick her up.

""Pick her up? "Yan Jianguo groaned, happy for his daughter from the bottom of his heart: "Take her back to the old house?The old lady agrees with the matter between you? "No matter what the reason was, Li Beicheng never really thought about letting Yan Shuirou come in and replace Mrs. Yan Xia Ye.

Therefore, when Yan Jianguo asked him for Yan Shuirou's status with difficulty concealing his joy, he just curled his lips mockingly and locked her out again.

When the visiting time was over, Li Beicheng stood motionless by the bed, staring at the lifeless Yan Xiaye for a long time, and suddenly said: "I will go through the discharge procedures for you as soon as possible, if you disagree, tell me now .

"Yan Xiaye's slender eyelashes blinked slowly, and his black and white pupils were like tarnished glass balls, without any emotion showing in them.

The tiny expectations in Li Beicheng's heart were shattered, he stared at her for a moment with heavy eyes, and then went out to discuss with the doctor.

Before leaving, he was afraid that Yan Xiaye would be lonely alone, so he turned on the TV for her and chose a random channel.

The door opened and closed again, and the lively voices came from the TV, making the ward even more terrifyingly quiet.

The effect of the sedative was flowing in the blood vessels, Yan Xiaye stared blankly at the wall until a name suddenly sounded on the TV.

Li Yuntang——Her hollow and numb pupils shrank slightly, and finally matched this soul-touching name with the man in her memory.

While she was reminiscing painfully, the beautiful hostess on TV read the press release to herself, and said joyfully in a tone of universal celebration: "Occupying Jianghai's 'Most Wanted Man' ranking No.1 all the year round, Mrs. Li Li Yuntang, CEO of the group, finally confirmed the news of the marriage three days ago. His fiancée is Miss Yin Moyin from overseas Chinese and a well-known designer family. Next is the interview report sent by our reporter.

"Yan Xiaye didn't know where the strength came from, turned his head little by little, and put his eyes on the TV screen, Yin Mo was blessed with a delicate smile.

Facing the camera, although Yin Mo was interviewed alone, there was nothing wrong with his speech and demeanor, which fully demonstrated what it means to be a real lady.

The reporter was sweating profusely, holding up the microphone and asked hastily: "You and Mr. Li Yuntang announced their marriage a few days ago, presumably the date of the wedding has been set?" Sweet: "That's right, we've picked a few days so far, but which one to choose depends on Yuntang's itinerary.

"You are able to overwhelm many celebrities in Jianghai and become Mr. Li Yuntang's fiancée. Presumably Mr. Li must love you very much."

Another reporter winked: "Can you tell the audience in front of the TV how to successfully hold hands with your favorite male god and spend a lifetime together?" ""Well..." Yin Mo covered her lips and chuckled, inadvertently showing a diamond wedding ring the size of a pigeon egg on her left ring finger, her eyes fluttering in the dazzling light, and said meaningfully: "The most important thing Yes, to live in this world as a human being, one must be clear about one's own position and work hard on this basis, otherwise it will be futile and self-defeating.

"Amid the complimenting and congratulatory voices, Yan Xiaye moved his eyes and saw clearly the emaciated and tattered self in the mirror opposite the hospital bed.

Compared with the charming, elegant and beautiful Yin Mo on TV, there is no comparison at all.

No wonder.

The man she wanted to see the most held a press conference on the day she was sober to announce her marriage with Yin Mo, as if she had forgotten that she existed in the world, and never showed up.

Just as she was in a trance and lost in thought, the door was gently opened from the outside.

With a head like a rice dumpling, Yin Baiyan tiptoed into her ward wearing the same hospital gown as hers.

It seemed that Yan Xiaye hadn't expected Yan Xiaye to lean on the bed so peacefully. He carefully kept a distance from her. When he looked around, he saw the continuing reports on TV.

The amber pupils shrank slightly, and he picked up the remote control to turn it off as if nothing had happened, and asked cautiously: "Xiao Xia Ye, can you hear me?" She shook her head and smiled embarrassedly: "I was going to come back to report the news that day, but I didn't expect that their stick directly made me faint for a long time, and I woke up a day later than you.

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