Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

Yan Xiaye reluctantly held the corner of her lips, stood up and looked at the corridor extending in all directions in front of her: "Sorry, can you take me back to the ward, I want to be alone for a while.

The nurse's regretful expression was still impeccable, "Of course, please follow me."

"Back in the ward, Yan Xiaye moved the sofa to the window by himself, and sat there looking at the unpredictable clouds in the sky.

She knew that the success rate of matching was not high, but she was always reluctant to admit it.

But now that there is a result, she must go to see her mother again, at least to prove that she has worked hard.

Just as she was immersed in her own world, behind her back, the door of the room was kicked open with force.

Yan Xiaye was startled, and subconsciously turned around following the loud noise, and what caught his eyes was Li Beicheng's furious and crazy expression, and his bloodshot eyes.

"What are you doing..." Before she could utter the last word, a big man's palm suddenly appeared on her slender neck, tightening her fingers and pressing down on her breathing so hard that she could hear her throat rattle.

With scarlet eyes, the man leaned down in front of the woman in hospital gown, his eyes were as strange and cold as if he was meeting her for the first time, and he squeezed out small words from between his teeth: "Yan Xiaye, where did you hide my child?" Go!" The moment the voice fell, Yan Xiaye's movement of pulling the man's arm paused, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

What kid, what is he saying...? "Oh, why, I didn't expect that I would know?" Li Beicheng stared at her every move sternly, not letting go of any of her slightest expressions, from which he could see the answer he wanted, and the strength in his hands became heavier. A few minutes later, he growled in a hoarse voice: "Tell me, where is my child?" As the oxygen in his body gradually thinned, Yan Xiaye was limp and unable to exert any strength, only those black and white eyes were full of fear. With hatred, she looked straight into the man's eyes without evasiveness, whispered her lips and answered in a breathy voice: "Isn't he dead long ago? You killed it yourself. Isn't Yan Shuirou's gentleness so charming that it makes you feel so charming?" You forgot it so soon?" As she spoke, she seemed to recall something funny, her slender shoulders trembled, and she laughed intermittently and said, "It's really a good death, after all, I would rather die than be the second Yan Shuirou, give birth to a child like you!" "Yan Xiaye, don't force me!" Li Beicheng tightened his fingers on the woman's neck, and for a moment, he really wanted to kill her She forgets.

Over the years, he never said anything, but he always felt guilty for the child who died before he was born.

Perhaps it is also because of this that since Yan Xiaye was released from prison, he has never been able to truly be cruel to her. Even though he only regards her as a chess piece to inherit the Li family rationally, how much sincerity has been moved, even he himself Not sure.

Not long ago, he was planning how to make Yan Xiaye conceive his child again, not only to make up for his past mistakes, but also the first step for him to start anew with her—until he learned that the girl who was supposed to be there The child who died five years ago is still alive in this world, in a corner he doesn't know!How much she hated him, to entrust their newborn child to an outsider so cruelly that she didn't even mention it after she was released from prison!At this moment, he finally learned the truth of the year. His guilt over the years stemmed from Yan Xiaye's revenge and deceit. How could he stand such a stimulus?Yan Xiaye smiled but said nothing, staring at Li Beicheng's madness with mocking eyes.

Not to mention that Li Beicheng was indeed not the biological father of her son, even if she was, she would never admit it.

The cool autumn wind blew through the floor-to-ceiling curtains, and in the deathly silent ward, the two remained motionless and confronted each other.

As the time elongated, she shed uncontrollable tears from the corners of her pink eyes, her slender fingertips weakly pushed against the man's arm, and her vision gradually blurred.

Could it be that she really died at the hands of Li Beicheng like this?Not reconciled, she hasn't seen her child yet, hasn't met her little uncle yet... Consciousness is like a kite with a broken string. Before her vision was completely dark, she vaguely heard a voice with a slight smile.

"Hey, what are you guys playing, can you count me in?"... After an unknown amount of time, Yan Xiaye suddenly opened his eyes.

There was still a tearing pain in the neck, Qin Yan's iconic handsome face came into view, and he greeted her with the corners of his lips: "Fortunately, I came in time, otherwise you will really die.

"You..." Before Yan Xiaye recovered from the thrill of almost dying, he looked at the extra bouquet on the bedside table hesitantly, and vaguely understood why Qin Yan appeared here.

The memory before coma slowly recovered, she swallowed in fear, hating herself for being powerless at that time.

He was right, if he hadn't happened to come to visit her, she would have died in the hands of Li Beicheng... "Where are the others?" Qin Yan leaned back slightly, pointing at Yan Xiaye's vision just now The dead corner, casually said: "Here, lying there like a caterpillar, what should I do, if you want to ask me to get rid of him...it's not impossible, but if you immediately agree to be my fiancee, you have to talk to Li Er Ye said, don't trouble the Qin family because of this kid, how about it?" On the floor near the window, Li Beicheng was tied up with a bed sheet and thrown there, with a hospital towel stuffed in his mouth, expensive and decent His suit was crumpled into a mess, as if he had climbed up from some sewer, his eyes stared fiercely at the two figures who were sitting and lying on the bed.

"Uh, uhh!" Li Beicheng could be regarded as a fierce striker among all the second generation ancestors, but compared to a professional like Qin Yan, he was naturally not in the same breath.

The moment Yan Xiaye saw the man, the emotions of the rest of his life quickly settled in his eyes, replaced by unspeakable pain and hatred.

"So, let's just tie him up and leave him alone?" Qin Yan looked at Li Beicheng who was struggling endlessly with great interest, wondering what Yan Xiaye did to make the legendary gentleman's thoughtful Li Shao look like this: "He looked at you as if he wanted to eat you. What have you done to offend him? Could it have something to do with Second Master Li?" In the early hours of the morning, Second Master Li brought his bodyguards to find someone in person with great fanfare. Anyone can afford it.

Although Second Master Li's behavior at the time was quite ordinary, and he couldn't see any sincere adultery, but if he said that he simply treated Yan Xiaye as his ex-nephew and daughter-in-law, few people would be foolish enough to believe it.