Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

In other words, Yan Xiaye's purpose of coming here has been achieved.

Letting out a breath of turbid air from her drooping eyes, she turned around gracefully, and left the psychiatric hospital as the nurse sent her off.

Maybe it was because of her nature, even though she was supposed to be cruel, seeing Yan Shuirou's crazy appearance made her feel a little more complicated.

Smiling and not thinking about anything else, Yan Xiaye greeted the bodyguards waiting for her: "Sorry, it took a little longer."

"You don't have to be so polite, miss."

The bodyguard's suit was slightly wrinkled, and he seemed to have been made things difficult by the reporters. He replied respectfully, "Excuse me, do you want the driver to drive the car here, or do you want to walk around here?"

Even if he returned to the Mo family, he still had nothing to do.

Yan Xiaye thought for a while, took out his phone and looked at the small plug-in that was running stably in the background, and asked suddenly, "Is it almost Christmas?"

"Ah, yes." The bodyguard was stunned for a moment, "Christmas is two days away, do you want to go shopping?"

Rather than buying anything, she hoped that she could spend that day with Xiao Yunduo and... Li Yuntang.

But if she wanted to find out who was behind the scenes within two days, the only option was to take the risk, and this was the gift she wanted to give Xiao Yunduo the most.

Even though the villain is still ostentatiously ostentatious, the innocent and cute little Yunduo has to drop out of school and hide at home, how can she swallow this breath?
"...No."

Making up his mind in an instant, Yan Xiaye looked up at the small church with a steeple a few hundred meters away, "Father's condition hasn't recovered yet, I want to go for a walk and sit there, you can buy it for me Do you want some flowers?"

As one of the mental hospitals with the highest fees in Jianghai, all the facilities in the hospital are readily available, even including a beauty salon and a small movie theater.

"Okay, I will send it to you as soon as possible."

"Thank you."

With a gentle smile on her face, Yan Xiaye turned around and walked towards her destination at a leisurely pace.

Since today is not Sunday, the path leading to the church is quiet, and the sun lazily falls from the branches on the ground covered with thin snow, creating a particularly pleasant tranquility.

A person walked lightly along the masonry path, Yan Xiaye observed the surrounding situation calmly, and deliberately slowed down when ordering, pretending to be admiring the nearby scenery.

If the black hand behind the scenes really intends to kill her, then this is the best time in the past few days.

This is what Li Yuntang taught her, no matter what the enemy is, as long as she learns to think from the opponent's point of view, then everything will be solved.

Standing by the cold and chilly lake for a while, Yan Xiaye didn't notice anything unusual, so he walked away from the lake without a trace.

Considering that the mastermind behind the scenes is likely to hire professionals, she tried her best to appear innocent. After standing still, she continued to walk towards the church, her crimson pink lips parted slightly, and she exhaled a light mist of white mist.

In just over ten minutes, Yan Xiaye was very nervous, always feeling that last time those Beijing opera masks would suddenly jump out from behind a certain tree or some bushes, forcing her to jump into the lake or commit suicide .

Judging from the previous experience, those people were obviously afraid of something. In short, the chance of stabbing her with a knife was very small.

Because of this, Li Yuntang reluctantly agreed to her risking herself as a bait.

It's a pity, it seems that she is being self-indulgent today?
With her slender fingertips pressing on the door of the church carved with angels, Yan Xiaye pushed it open devoutly.

Because it was not Sunday, the church was deserted and empty.

Stepping on the red carpet, she passed the empty chairs around her and walked towards the altar in the center of the church.

Below the tall statue of Jesus, a row of white cylindrical candles are being sold.

It is said to be a sale, but it adopts an unattended mode. As long as you scan the QR code to donate your heart, you can take it at will no matter how much money you have.

Thinking of Xiao Yunduo and the seriously ill Elder Qin, Yan Xiaye donated a modest amount, reached out and took two candles, thought about it, and took an extra one.

Although Li Yuntang seemed to be so strong that he could do anything, she still hoped that he could be blessed by the gods.

After lighting three candles and placing them on the altar, Yan Xiaye closed his eyes, clasped his hands together and recited her wish silently in his heart.

Since there were three people to pray for, she calmed down and made a wish seriously.

After an unknown amount of time, she opened her eyes again, and was surprised to find that the three candles in front of her had turned into four.

The lighted candle flickered slightly in her field of vision, her first reaction was to count again, and after confirming that it was correct, she found the man beside her who didn't know when to come.

He was wearing a simple and elegant black woolen coat, with thin snowflakes that had not yet melted on his shoulders. His strong and fierce aura did not match the gentle and peaceful place of the church.

However, he himself carefully closed his eyes and meditated. The flickering candlelight outlined his slender and elegant silhouette, which made people think of adjectives like 'beautiful and unattainable'.

Yan Xiaye stared at the man's figure in a daze, and the corners of his lips involuntarily evoked a faint smile.

About two or three minutes later, the man slowly opened his eyes, his eyes as deep as a deep abyss looked directly at Yan Xia Ye, the deep meaning in it seemed to drown him to death.

Looking at each other, he called out her name in a low voice.

"Summer night."

"Ok?"

"I'll take you home."

go home……

The unfamiliar adjective made her eyes turn red, and she nodded nonchalantly.

Reaching out to shake hands with the man, she didn't ask any more questions, walked side by side with him on the red carpet, and slowly left the church.

Outside, Yan Jiu was wearing a bunch of black suits and was interrogating several captured prisoners.

After seeing Yan Xiaye, he immediately left them alone, stepped forward and made a solemn promise: "Miss Xia Ye, don't worry, we will not disappoint your efforts, and we will definitely find out everything from these people."

"I trust you, Mr. Yan Jiu."

Yan Xiaye smiled, and wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by the sideways glance of the man beside him.

Swallowing her saliva as if chilling, she realized that what she just said...was a little bit ambiguous?

Tilting her little head uncertainly, she looked suspiciously at the domineering vinegar jar beside her, always feeling that something was wrong.

It seems that before the two of them fell into the sea, there was not such a relationship that could be open and jealous.

Although the distance between her and Li Yuntang quickly narrowed on that island later on, it was not the Li Yuntang in front of her to be precise, and she still kept the letterhead he entrusted to her.