In the room, Qin Xiamo had just put the microphone back to its original place and turned around with a sarcastic expression: "Why, are you here to make an indictment for your daughter?"

"So what?"

"When you lied to grandma, you never thought that one day I would spend time with your daughter?"

"Yan Xiaye, let alone whether I will give you a chance to hurt Ya'er, you and I know very well that you are not the kind of woman with a scorpion heart." Li Beicheng smiled coldly, not threatening Yan Xiaye

Take it to heart: "No matter how much you hate me and Shui Rou, you will only take revenge on us directly and will not attack innocent children."

What he said was so sure that Yan Xiaye felt ache in his heart and suddenly smiled lightly.

What is this?

He betrayed her, hurt her, deceived her, but he still believed that she did not have the so-called femtocratic heart?

Or is it because she was too soft-hearted and kind before that she was able to join forces with Yan Shuirou and Li Beicheng to destroy her entire life?

In the end, was she wrong?

The beautiful and indifferent posture fell into Li Beicheng's eyes. He stepped forward with an expressionless face, raised his hand and pinched her sharp chin, forcing her to look at him: "What's so funny?"

Yan Xiaye raised his head according to his force, and his eyes pierced into his eyes like a sharp blade: "The one you are talking about is Yan Xiaye, who is the young lady of the Li family, not Yan Xiaye, who was released after his sentence.

”

She cursed herself and raised the corners of her lips, her eyes were dark but she had no tears, and she murmured like a slicing: "Five years ago, I almost killed Yan Shuirou, and five years later, I should learn from my lessons, don't be that bad all the time

,What do you think?"

Li Beicheng's black eyes narrowed, as if he was speculating on the authenticity of her words.

"So, in order to avoid any mistakes from your baby daughter, let's get divorced immediately. You can tell grandma that you don't want to have a wife who has been in jail, and I don't care."

When Li Beicheng heard this, he bent his lips in a mocking way.

Everything before is a prelude, and the last sentence is her true intention.

He knew that she couldn't say anything that would make him happy, but fortunately, she didn't have to say anything about the next thing.

Almost at the same time Yan Xiaye finished speaking, he took action without warning and pulled off the skirt on her tender shoulders.

Her face was as pale as paper in an instant, and she raised her hand and hurriedly covered her chest: "Li Beicheng, what are you doing!"

"What are you doing..." The man sneered meaningfully: "There are only me and you in this room. What else do you think I can do?"

Yan Xiaye opened his eyes wide in shock and ran away without thinking.

A step further, Li Beicheng easily blocked her way, grabbed her slender waist and pulled her towards him, watching her coldly as she fell into his arms.

"Bastard! Let me go..." Yan Xiaye groaned, enduring the severe pain from his ankle, and desperately resisting Li Beicheng's contact.

When he thought that this was the true face of Li Beicheng and then how he had admired him in the past, Yan Xiaye was so disgusting that he wanted to vomit.

Li Beicheng tightened his arms expressionlessly, murmured in her ear like a lover: "Yan Xiaye, I just thought of a once-for-all solution that will make you never want to mention divorce again."

Yan Xiaye was so hungry that he couldn't breathe. His slender fingers were clenched into fists and blocked them between them. He glared at him tremblingly: "You're dreaming!"

Perhaps the hatred was too clear, and those watery eyes were amazingly bright.

Qingmei's little face was full of Ning Wei's decisiveness, and there was no trace of compromise.

Li Beicheng met her red and disgusted eyes, and his breathing was invisibly suffocated.

After about two or three seconds, he said coldly and impatiently: "When you get pregnant with my child, I hope you don't regret your current stubbornness.

Immediately afterwards, he softened his voice: "If you are a little more behave, I will try not to let you suffer."

After saying that, he raised her chin with clear goals, locked her pink and seductive lips with a clear goal, and instinctively leaned over and kissed her.

I don’t know if it was his illusion, but Yan Xiaye was so vivid and stubborn five years later, it was countless times more delicious than the woman who was useless except obedient five years ago.

So for a moment, even he didn't know whether he was just trying to achieve his goal, or wanted to take the opportunity to taste her unknown sweet fragrance.

"……Oh."

It seemed as if he had been freed from all his strength. Yan Xiaye smiled bitterly and suddenly gave up all his struggles.

Her unusual performance made Li Beicheng suppress the evil fire that rose in his heart, and examined her expression very closely: "Don't struggle anymore? Or is this exactly what you want?"

"Libeicheng, you want to use my child to threaten me... This plan is good, but unfortunately it was impossible from the beginning."

Yan Xiaye raised his eyes coldly, as if he was talking about other people's affairs, and he bit every word clearly: "If you have read my surgical report five years ago, you should know that I have lost fertility forever,

It is the blessing of you and Yan Shuirou."

When she said this, she trembled all the time, but she still gritted her teeth and refused to cry or admit defeat.

"What did you say……"

Li Beicheng shackled her hand slightly loosened, and his voice became more heavy: "Yan Xiaye, if I knew you were lying to me..."

Yan Xiaye just smiled.

The smile is bright and the eyes are full of brightness.

His brows were even tighter, and he wanted to say something but was interrupted by a voice from outside the door: "Young Master, the second master asked you to meet in the study."

"Okay, I'll be here soon."

The man was neither humble nor arrogant: "Sorry, the second master said immediately."

Li Beicheng hesitated for a moment, but he did not dare to disobey Li Yuntang's intentions.

He took a step back and let go of Yan Xiaye. He glanced deeply at Yan Xiaye for the last time, turned around and strode away.

As the door closed heavily, her butterfly-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and a large drop of tears fell.

Her straight back collapsed bit by bit, and in the empty room, she squatted down and hugged herself, biting the back of her hand and crying.

It took Yan Xiaye to stand up again, walked into the bathroom like a wandering soul, and slapped his pale cheeks into the mirror.

Her son's whereabouts are unknown, and her father owes Li Beicheng so much money, she must not collapse at this time.

"Yanyan, grandma asked me to call you for dinner!"

Hearing the crisp sound of Xiao Yunduo, Yan Xiaye quickly washed his face, and after going out and opening the door, he realized that he had not changed his clothes yet.

Xiao Yunduo looked at her with his little head, pursed his lips a little hesitantly, and his worried expression was obvious: "Yanyan, why are you crying? Does it hurt? I'll call daddy to help you see..."

"I'm fine." Yan Xiaye felt warm in his heart by holding onto the little guy who turned around and was about to run away: "Thank you for asking me for dinner."
Chapter completed!