Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

"Hey, you're looking less and less like a jeweler.

"Yan Xiaye couldn't laugh or cry, and couldn't accept his kindness: "I'm just a rookie who just entered the industry, and I can't bear the reputation of a master like you, so I still think of a way for the gift.

" "Don't say that.

"Yin Baiyan pondered for a while: "I heard that I still have a finale necklace at the jewelry exhibition in this city that has not been sold, or else I will bring it to you for emergency."

"The jewelry designed and produced by Yin Baiyan himself has no market value at foreign design exhibitions.

Sending this is definitely worthy of Mrs. Li's worth, but it's a pity that it's too much of a burden on her wallet.

Seeing Yan Xiaye's hesitation, Yin Baiyan smiled slightly, and hit her on the head with chopsticks again: "Don't think about it, you go back to the apartment tomorrow afternoon to pick it up, at worst, you will pay for it by serving as a slave for the next ten years.

"What, this is too expensive!" "Yan Xiaye wanted to cry, but the most irritating thing was that Yin Baiyan didn't ask for the price, but his works were worth the price.

Fantasizing about the day when he would be successful and famous in the future, Yan Xiaye clasped his hands together with eyes full of stars.

"You know how powerful this master is.

"Yin Baiyan raised his eyebrows and smirked: "As long as you are good-looking, I won't treat you as a bed warmer as a teacher, otherwise... hehehehehe.

"Just as they were talking and laughing, a man in a black suit walked into the store and walked towards Yan Xiaye's table with a clear goal.

"Young madam, the young master asked me to tell you that your relative had an accident and is currently lying in the hospital for emergency treatment, please rush there immediately.

"The fish balls on Yan Xiaye's chopsticks rolled into the pot.

Half a beat later, she stood up suddenly, nodded anxiously at Yin Baiyan, and quickly followed the black suit to leave.

On the speeding car, she remembered to ask who was injured, "Brother, did something happen to my mother?" Last time her mother broke the scandal of Yan Shuirou and Li Beicheng, but fortunately she attempted suicide, but this time The main thing is that if you can't think about it, will you still have the good luck like last time?The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became. Looking at the traffic jam ahead, Yan Xiaye wished he could grow his wings and fly directly to his destination.

The black suit had no expression on his face, and said solemnly: "The young master's instructions were urgent, and I didn't ask too much, please forgive me, young lady.

Now, Yan Xiaye had nothing to ask, and frowned anxiously.

Even if she wanted to call Li Beicheng, firstly, she didn't have a mobile phone with her, and secondly, she didn't remember Li Beicheng's number, and it was useless to ask about such things, it would be more serious to arrive at the scene as soon as possible.

The past few days have been unlucky, whether she likes it or not, it seems that she always has something to do with places like hospitals.

After finally getting to the hospital, Yan Xiaye trotted along behind the black suit. The first thing he saw in the hospital corridor was Li Beicheng who had changed his clothes and glared at her angrily.

She was a little confused about the situation, and she couldn't see her parents around, so she had to talk to Li Beicheng: "What happened, are my parents okay?" Li Beicheng stared at her coldly, without saying a word Picking up her neckline, he slapped her twice in the face.

"Yan Xiaye, this is for Shuirou!" Yan Xiaye's ears were ringing, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a miserable smile for a long time, and said expressionlessly, "Did something happen to Yan Shuirou?" "You still have the nerve to ask?" Li Beicheng was still vicious, as if wishing that the person lying in the operating room was Yan Xiaye: "What did you do to Shuirou to force her to die?" ... Yan Xiaye squinted her eyes, her face was still numb and burning with pain, but right now she didn't take it to heart at all.

She felt that she was getting closer to the truth, and asked with inexplicable surprise: "Did Yan Shuirou commit suicide?" A thick-skinned woman like Yan Shuirou would commit suicide because of her one or two words. It's the biggest joke in the world.

But since this thing really happened, there is only one truth.

Realizing that the text message was indeed well-founded, Yan Xia Ye smiled sarcastically: "Don't worry, I didn't do anything to her, if she really died, she would commit suicide in fear of guilt.

"" Shuirou lay in there not knowing whether he was alive or dead, and you still could say such sarcastic remarks?" "The anger in Li Beicheng's eyes was on the verge of losing control, and he clenched his fists unbearably: "Let me tell you, if anything happens to Shui Rou, I want you to pay for her life!" "" Lose your life? "Repeating these two important words in a low voice, Yan Xiaye's heart was as silent as death, yet he could still laugh.

In the past, when she was still in love with Li Beicheng, she would definitely feel heartbroken.

But now, she looked at Li Beicheng in pain and fury with cold eyes, her heart was as empty as if it had been blown by a strong wind, and she didn't even have any extra emotions.

Thinking about it this way, it was really thanks to Li Beicheng's indifference in showing her the truest side in front of her that she could wake up early and stop being confused in love.

Her cold-blooded and ruthless smile hurt Li Beicheng's eyes. He pinched her collar with his fingers even harder, and his fingertips pierced deeply into her skin. The pain made Xia Ye grunt, and he widened his lips provocatively. The arc of the corner: "Li Beicheng, you'd better hope that Yan Shuirou dies inside, otherwise when she comes out alive, the prison will be her final destination.

"How horrible life in prison is, even a lowly life like her can't bear to look back.

If Yan Shuirou, who is so charming and self-proclaimed as a big lady, is really thrown in, the effect will be very interesting.

"Yan Xiaye, it's not Shuirou who should go to jail, it's you!" Yan Xiaye couldn't help provoking again and again, Li Beicheng let out a low growl, his handsome features were full of anger: "You still want to threaten her with those nonsensical things, don't you?" How did you become such a hopeless woman!" "I'm hopeless?" Yan Xiaye laughed loudly, and dropped his weight on Li Beicheng's hands in extreme fatigue, not even bothering to struggle: "My So today, it is all thanks to you and Yan Shuirou, did you forget it so soon?" Li Beicheng was shocked, staring at Yan Xiaye for a long time without saying a word.

Until the door of the operating room opened, the doctor inside came out with a sullen face, and stuffed a critical illness notice into Li Beicheng's hand: "Are you the patient's husband? The patient's condition is not optimistic. This is the critical illness notice. Please sign it." .

"Li Beicheng's furious expression froze, and he slowly looked down at the black and white writing in his hand.

He thought he was a man who could afford to let go, but when it came to the moment of life and death, his fingers trembled and he couldn't hold the pen.

The doctor urged impatiently: "Hurry up, I have other work to do.

"Yan Xiaye watched coldly from the side, deeply remembering this scene in his mind.

She didn't feel guilty about Yan Shuirou's failure to rescue her. Judging from the clues she had, the most likely reason why Yan Shuirou committed suicide was to evade legal sanctions, and perhaps she wanted to take advantage of this to perpetuate the situation. Beicheng planned to leave traces in his heart.