Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

To replace him...?

If it wasn't for the glass incident last night, Qin Yiren would probably nod in agreement.

Although the other party is a disabled person, he is still a young man. The feeling of being alone and widowed in the same room is unavoidably weird.

Biting her lips a bit tangled, she thought about the man's cheap clothes and blood-stained gloves, and finally shook her head: "Don't bother, it's only seven days anyway."

Yan Xiaye didn't take this little incident to heart, put the breakfast she brought from the villa on the small table, ran to the bathroom, filled a basin with clean water, and helped Qin Yiren wash up.

Afterwards, she looked at Qin Yiren, who was slowly drinking porridge, and said in a soft voice, "Two designers arrived in Jianghai this afternoon, and I'm going to invite them to the Michelin restaurant last time. How is your health? Can you?" Come with me?"

Qin Yiren shook his head regretfully: "The doctor said these three days are very important, I must stay here honestly, I can only let you go alone, have fun!"

"Alright then." Yan Xiaye looked at Qin Yiren's bun-faced face and couldn't help laughing: "Don't be sad, I'll bring back their plan for you to see."

"Sounds good!" Qin Yiren said, and blinked at Yan Xia Ye playfully: "By the way, why do you want to go alone? The wedding is the most romantic when the husband and wife prepare together. The best time for the second master to be kind and loving!"

"I want it too……"

Yan Xiaye was very helpless, and continued lazily: "Li Yuntang has been very busy recently, it may have something to do with the Li Group and his elder brother."

She said this carelessly, and accidentally reminded Qin Yiren.

Putting down the spoon in his hand, Qin Yiren took out his phone from under the pillow, found the news page he read last night, and handed it to Yan Xiaye: "Guess, is it related to this?"

Yan Xiaye didn't know why, so he took her cell phone.

On the screen, the headline of the news read in blackened font that Li's Group successfully bid for Jiangbei's land development rights, followed by a photo of shaking hands and saying goodbye.

It is not someone else who appears in the photo.

On the left are Li Yanze and Li Beicheng who haven't seen each other for a long time, and on the right is the chubby Lu Jiahao.

In this kind of occasion, neither Miss Yanrou nor Shen Aili are qualified to show up. From the smile on Li Yanze's face, it can be seen that the successful result of this auction is very important to the Li Group.

The slender eyelashes trembled, Yan Xiaye exited this page, opened the software and checked the stock of Chali Group.

Sure enough, the situation is very good.

"The right to develop Jiangbei seems to be one of Li Yuntang's chosen goals."

Putting down his phone, Yan Xiaye frowned, remembering the first time he met Lu Jiahao, because of Miss Yanrou's topic about the ring, they finally broke up unhappy.

In addition, both parties chose the same wedding venue, but that small island belonged to Li Yuntang's name, which caused Lu Jiahao to lose face severely, and it is likely that he will retaliate for selfishness.

And the right to use the land in Jiangbei was his means of retaliation, and he publicized this matter with great fanfare, which was clearly intended to make Li Yuntang unhappy.

"No wonder, Second Master Li must be busy with this matter recently." Qin Yiren lamented that this accident came at an inappropriate time, "Xia Ye, it seems that I have to work hard on you."

Yan Xiaye nodded solemnly: "That's right, that's why you need to get well soon and help me make suggestions!"

"That's right, put it on me!"

Talking and laughing, the morning time passed quietly.

After having lunch with Qin Yiren, Yan Xiaye received a call from Yan Jiu, and the driver sent him to the Michelin restaurant in the city center.

in the box.

Two designers who came from afar are waiting, and they come up with different proposals for Xia Ye to choose.

"According to Ms. Yan's preference, I recommend the Rococo style, which matches very well with the wedding dress you chose."

"Rococo is good, but Miss Yan's wedding venue is a Baroque-style building. I think it's easier to coordinate this feeling."

"No, no, because of this, the Rococo style..."

Listening to the two of you arguing with each other, Yan Xiaye pressed his forehead with a headache, and couldn't make up his mind for a while.

Gently pushing the chair away, she stood up under the gaze of the two, "Sorry, I want to go to the bathroom."

"Okay, Miss Yan."

"Please make up your mind as soon as possible..."

Leaving the box without looking back, Yan Xiaye didn't go to any bathroom, but went to the balcony on the second floor.

When night falls, you can overlook the lights of thousands of families in the river and sea from here.

But now it's only two or three o'clock in the afternoon, even if someone comes to the restaurant for afternoon tea, no one deliberately ran to the terrace to hide.

Looking down while leaning on the railing, Yan Xiaye raised his hands to straighten his wind-torn hair, when he suddenly heard a strange yet familiar voice behind him: "Yan Xiaye, long time no see."

In an instant, Yan Xiaye's fingertips on the railing tightened slightly.

Complicated emotions flashed through her clear black and white eyes, and she looked back bit by bit, and found that there was an unexpected guest on the terrace.

And the other party didn't have the self-consciousness of being unlikable, there was a seemingly affectionate smile on that deceptively handsome face, and the well-tailored suit outlined his good figure with wide shoulders and long legs.

In terms of appearance alone, it is undoubtedly the type that is easy to be liked by girls.

"Li Beicheng."

Saying the name indifferently, Yan Xiaye no longer wanted to hide on the balcony, and wanted to leave without saying a word.

However, Li Beicheng blocked the only way to leave the terrace, so she had to stop in front of the man, and said again: "Get out of the way."

Li Beicheng remained motionless, looking down at the little woman with a cold face in front of her.

Seeing her again after a few months, she seemed to be doing well, and she was still the Yan Xiaye that he both wanted and wanted to destroy.

The fingers hanging by his side twitched slightly. Restraining the desire deep in his heart, he asked in a hoarse voice: "I heard that you are going to hold a wedding with your little uncle?"

Yan Xiaye didn't want to talk to him at all.

It's just that the man assumed a non-violent and non-cooperative attitude, but she didn't want to have any entanglements with Li Beicheng at all, and she was even reluctant to push him away.

Looking up at the man who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, Yan Xiaye never showed weakness in front of him, and asked extremely coldly: "So what?"

"How about it……"

Li Beicheng repeated her words in a low voice, and smiled slowly: "Okay, whatever you want, I will be responsible for finding the child between us, but whether he is willing to accept a mother who remarried someone else? I can assure you."