Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

So until now, Li Beicheng didn't know that he liked Yan Xiaye calling him like that, as if everything five years ago was just an illusion, she was his only wife in name, and he didn't have to worry about how to deal with Ya'er and Shui Rou anymore. ... Time passed minute by minute in the stalemate, Yan Shuirou raised his red eyes and glanced at Li Beicheng, thinking that he probably didn't hear her clearly: "Beicheng, we're divorced..." "You want to marry me?" Is the divorce because of Yan Shuirou, or because of Li Yuntang?" As if he was afraid of hearing her repeat the same sentence, he looked at her coldly, and at the same time interrupted her, there was a sharp and dazzling sneer on the corner of his lips: "Did you forget your identity and how you married into Li's family because little uncle gave you a little good looks?" Yan Xiaye lowered his eyes and suddenly recalled the blood on Li Yuntang's hand. It had only been a few hours since the blade fell on her face.

The son of a daughter can't sit still, there were so many bodyguards present at the time, but no one could match Li Yuntang in rescuing her.

Thinking about it now, if it was someone else at that time, no one would be so stupid as to grab a knife empty-handed to save her appearance.

But Li Yuntang is not only not stupid, he is also one of the smartest people she has ever seen in her life, strong, wise, graceful and calm.

His kindness to her was definitely more than just giving her a good face.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be so distraught and unable to hold herself back.

But this has nothing to do with her decision to divorce from beginning to end.

Seeing Yan Xia Ye's silence for a long time, Li Beicheng thought this was her acquiescence, his eyes were red with jealousy, and he said softly with a cruel smile: "Yan Xia Ye, why do you think little uncle treats you so well?" Her heart skipped a beat, she met Li Beicheng's gaze in astonishment, and felt that maybe she didn't want to hear what the man was about to say.

Li Beicheng naturally did not allow her to escape, admiring her pale and helpless expression: "I tell you, Grandpa promised himself that no matter who the descendants of the Li family marry you, they will have an absolute advantage in inheriting the family property. A cold-hearted man can talk about love? Don't dream! He has wanted to get the Li family since he was 20 years old, and that's why he's been trying to treat you well!" So, is that so... Yan Xiaye's heart-wrenching drama Trembling, aphasia for a while.

Li Beicheng was very satisfied with the effect brought by the truth, so he picked up a strand of her hair and put it on his lips to kiss lightly: "What? I know that my little uncle is no different from all men in this world. He is greedy for money, heavy on power, and unscrupulous. What makes you so disappointed?" She The dry pupils moved slowly, and the man's handsome appearance was reflected in her eyes, but there was no longer any ripple.

Li Beicheng was flustered for no reason, so he had to grit his teeth and say it more clearly: "Xia Ye, you still don't understand anything. Do you think the Li family has come to this day by doing good deeds? Do you think that my uncle can abandon the Li family at the age of 20 and start a new world?" Is it because of his kindness and softness?" He pinched her painful feet and grinded them hard with relish, seeing her trembling in pain because of disillusionment, he felt a trace of indescribable satisfaction in his heart.

That's right, Yan Xiaye can only be his woman, no matter if it's possessive or what, he won't allow her to escape from his side.

Just as he was secretly proud of his decisive approach, he heard her voice that seemed to be breaking at the touch of a touch, gently scattered in the night wind: "It turns out that Grandpa's request was the only reason why you agreed to marry me in the first place. No wonder, I will always be better than you." But Yan Shuirou..." When she finished speaking, Li Beicheng's eyes widened in disbelief, and the veins on the arm pressing her shoulder were exposed.

He thought about how to tarnish the image of his little uncle, how to stop Yan Xiaye's unrealistic fantasies, but he never thought that her pale face and painful gaffe were all because of him.

His heart tightened for a while, as if a ball of cotton was choked in his throat, and those pleasures and satisfactions turned into heart-wrenching pain in the blink of an eye.

He knew what to say to mourn Xia Ye, or even tell a little lie, but being watched intently by those clear and sad pupils, he opened his lips repeatedly, breathing intermittently, but still couldn't say a word .

Yan Xiaye took a deep breath, and opened his fingers pinching her one by one, only the loneliness after the emotion was burned out in his eyes: "Li Beicheng, I don't hate you, and I don't love you anymore.

After finishing speaking, she left the stunned man, turned and left the house.

It had been a mistake for her to come here all those years ago, and it had never been her home.

... In the small garden next to the fountain, Little Yunduo squatted in front of a bunch of roses, holding her small face and whispering to the flowers.

"They went in for a long time, and they didn't know if Daddy would be okay. He was hurt so badly that Yan Yan was terrified. I hope Daddy gets well soon.

"The delicate flowers swayed gently in the moonlight, and they didn't know how much they listened to his words.

Xiao Yunduo frowned in distress, stood up and stretched, happened to see a figure walking on the gravel road, and waved quickly: "Yanyan, I'm here!" Hastily wiped away the moisture from the corners of his eyes, Yan Xiaye Following the sound, I saw Xiao Yunduo running towards her, and quickly took off her coat to wrap the child up: "Why are you outside alone?" "Grandma is not healthy, go to bed early, I don't want to go inside Well.

"Little Yunduo was relaxed in Yan Yan's arms, sniffing the pleasant fragrance of her body: "Secretly tell you, I don't like my aunt, I don't want to go in and be caught by her.

"Yan Xiaye knew how difficult it was for Shen Aili to get along with, but she didn't expect that she would not let Xiao Yunduo go, so she frowned immediately: "Your face is so red, do you have a cold?"Is there any discomfort? ""Have it? "Little Yunduo stupidly struggled out of his coat with a hand, touched his forehead: "It seems not, Yan Yan is you, why are you crying secretly, is it because the aunt also bullied you?" "Yan Xiaye laughed awkwardly, he didn't expect such an inconspicuous little move to be discovered, but it also showed how focused the little guy was when he was watching her.

With a warm sigh in her heart, she first put the little guy on the ground, touched his forehead with her free hand, and changed the topic: "How does the eldest aunt bully you?" The things I like always pretend to smile at me, and I like to pinch my face, especially the one with force!" Xiao Yunduo broke her fingers and counted Shen Aili's sins, and suddenly felt a little dizzy: "Yanyan, you My hands are so cool and comfortable!" When he said this, the little guy's big black and white eyes were watery, and there was an abnormal blush on his fair cheeks.

Yan Xiaye frowned even more, and hurriedly took him back to the old house to find a doctor: "Yun Duo, you have a fever!"