Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

On the other side of the phone, Chu Xianian was silent again for a moment.

Qin Yiren's palm holding the phone was dripping with sweat, and his voice was full of embarrassment: "Goodbye."

Before the words finished, she didn't want to know how Chu Xianian would react, so she hung up the phone without saying a word.

"...Xia Ye, I look like this, isn't it terrible?"

Throwing the phone aside, Qin Yiren raised his eyes to look at his best friend with complicated expression, and murmured like self-reflection: "It was just a few minutes phone call, but I couldn't be calm and indifferent, so he still got the upper hand."

Yan Xiaye looked at her with gentle eyes and smiled, took off her wedding dress and put it aside, walked up to comfort her: "Yiren, things like relationships are inherently complicated, whether you like it or not, you don't have to force yourself Do anything."

Because true love cannot be hidden...

Qin Yiren nodded lightly, and stopped thinking about what was there and what was not.

Anyway, she doesn't plan to stay in the country for a long time, as long as Yan Xiaye's wedding is successfully concluded, she will return to that strange country, no longer have any interaction with Chu Xiannian, and wholeheartedly look forward to the arrival of the little baby.

Yan Xiaye quietly observed her expression, and changed the subject with a smile: "Okay, the custom-made dress for you will probably arrive tomorrow, let's go and look at the jewelry, maybe there is a style you like."

Qin Yiren nodded kindly and followed Yan Xiaye out of the bedroom.

In order to prepare for this wedding, Li Yuntang generously bought a large number of jewelry at the auction house, and chose a separate room in the villa to store them.

And that room was at the end of the corridor, and the two of them left talking and laughing, but they didn't see anyone secretly observing their behavior.

Soon, figures of Yan Xiaye and Qin Yiren appeared in the corridor, walking towards the bedroom.

They carried an exquisite handbag in their hands, with a few gorgeous and precious jewelry boxes inside, and they felt like they were shopping in a jewelry counter at home.

"Xia Ye, Second Master Li really spoils you too much. I just saw that jewelry in a magazine last month. I heard it is a unique style!"

As Qin Yiren said, he took out his mobile phone with great interest, ready to search for relevant information for Yan Xiaye.

Speaking of which, Xia Ye has always been very interested in jewelry design and waited with great anticipation. By the way, he held Qin Yiren's arm to prevent her from accidentally falling.

"Xia Ye, look at this..."

Qin Yiren found the relevant page, and was about to show it to Yan Xiaye, when the corner of her eye glanced at the scene in the bedroom, her beautiful face paled and she screamed.

Yan Xiaye didn't know why, following her gaze, Qingmei's little face suddenly turned pale.

In the bedroom, the delicately cut wedding dress fell from the bed to the floor.

Not only that, but the layer upon layer of skirts were ravaged and disfigured, dotted with black stains, and there was the smell of ink all around.

"It's too much, who did this!" Qin Yiren walked into the room anxiously, watched Yan Xiaye lean over to pick up the wedding dress, and said distressedly: "Xia Ye, let's take it to the laundry now. It can be washed off."

Yan Xiaye looked down at her wedding dress.

Feeling lost in her heart like a foot in the air, her crimson lips were tightly pressed together, unable to speak for a while.

The black dots against the flawless white are too harsh to ignore, like some kind of ominous omen.

As she picked up the wedding dress, the skirt slowly brushed across the carpet, revealing the empty inkwell underneath.

It was the special ink that Li Yuntang used to sign, and the bottle was marked in cursive English with a promise that it would never fade within ten years, which inevitably made people feel disheartened.

"Xia Ye..." Qin Yiren gathered up the long skirt, tried to wipe the dark ink dots with her fingers, and suddenly understood Yan Xia Ye's helplessness, "Shen Aili, she must have done it, except her There will be no one else!"

Yan Xiaye nodded quietly, and said helplessly, "I know it's her, but we don't have any proof."

Two days later, it is the date of the wedding.

There is no time to order a new dress under the tight time, how to solve the current predicament is the most important issue compared to confronting Shen Aili who will never admit it.

"Even so, we can't let her go lightly!" Qin Yiren gritted her teeth, turned and walked outside: "No, I'll ask her now, it's not just the two of us in this villa, maybe a maid saw it what she did!"

Yan Xiaye put down the messy dress, and showed a wry smile while hesitating to speak.

She was very clear about Shen Aili's behavior, and she didn't think it was meaningful to do so.

But it was impossible for her to watch Qin Yiren argue and follow in a hurry.

in the living room.

Shen Aili was holding the teacup with a smile on her face, and the little bird leaned against the man, whispering to her husband in a low voice.

Qin Yiren saw her gloating attitude at a glance, and the anger accumulated in his heart became more violent, and asked with a pretty face, "Mrs. Shen, what did you do just now?"

Shen Aili smiled slightly, and said casually: "What does it have to do with you? It's your turn to ask me?"

Yan Xiaye was half a beat behind, and said with a half-smile after hearing this: "Shen Aili, you know what you did, my wedding dress is very valuable, and intentionally destroying other people's property is a crime, if you want to show your face in the newspaper If so, I can give you this chance."

"Okay, whatever you want."

Shen Aili took a sip of tea slowly, and smiled confidently: "Yan Xiaye, I'm not the only one in this villa, maybe some maid is upset that you are marrying Yuntang, just give you a little lesson, no Thinking of you being so ignorant, you actually suspect me?"

In the absence of conclusive evidence, even if Yan Xiaye called the police, it would be no pain to Shen Aili. Could it be that the other party could still force her to plead guilty?
Yan Xiaye knew that she would say this, and the look in her eyes was a little cold, "I doubt you because you are the most suspicious, but you are right. Although it is meaningless to call the police, you are suspected of destroying my wedding dress. , Just such content is enough to attract the attention of the media.”

Shen Aili was slightly taken aback, but Yan Xiaye didn't plan to call the police to arrest her in the first place.

Secretly cursing the other party's scheming, she replied nonchalantly: "Okay, if I appear in the newspaper, I can just hold a press conference, everyone must be curious, how did you leave the bed in Beicheng and sneak up to Li Yuntang? On the bed!"

Compared with the ruined wedding dress, such a topic is obviously hotter.

And Shen Aili had long planned to take revenge like this, and continued incessantly: "In this way, there must be many vixens looking for you to learn from you..."