Yan Xiaye intentionally attracted her attention and said with a bitter face: "Who knows, maybe I will be kicked out soon."

"what happened?"

Qin Yiren's attention was indeed pulled away by her. She stopped again and looked at her with concern: "Is that bastard Qin Jingyi doing stupid things again?"

"He has been doing stupid things all the time, but sadly I can't make mistakes, even once."

He smiled helplessly, and Yan Xiaye understood that Mr. Qin had high hopes for him, and could not tell whether he should be proud of it or sad about it.

She longed for a family like Ji Liangchen since she was a child, with love and care from her relatives.

But it is more appropriate to say that it is from superiors and subordinates than family affection. However, it is inevitable that the father and daughter will meet again after a long separation, and she has experienced too much.

Anyway... she chose this reason for the time being to deceive others.

"He wants you to be the heir, and it will definitely require many tests, which does not necessarily mean that he does not love you." Qin Yiren held her hand with concern, and pondered the legendary figure who made his name for his cunning and cunning,"

Think from the perspective of others, Qin Jingyi is too unscrupulous. He has too high demands on your lost daughter, perhaps because of compensation?"

"Well, since you said that, I'll just treat it as true."

Continue to take Qin Yiren to the Western Restaurant, Yan Xiaye was worriedly thinking about what to do when he went back.

Although she deliberately hid the sheets behind the maple tree before leaving, she was not sure that she had the strength to climb back to her room from the side of the villa with bare hands.

Moreover, she didn't know how long she could hide her behavior of pretending to be autistic. Judging from Mr. Qin's intention, she was obviously angry. If she found out that she escaped without permission, she might be more guilty.

The gilded rotating door of the Western restaurant is close by.

Shaking his head and shook off the messy worries, Yan Xiaye and Qin Yiren walked into the restaurant side by side, and took a seat with a good view.

The waiter came over to ask with the menu. She took it and flipped through it, pointing to the page of the dessert cake: "I want it all."

"Are you sure?"

The waiter was shocked. Their restaurant was located in a very good location and the charges were naturally quite expensive.

There are only a dozen guests as generous as Yan Xiaye in a month.

"Confirm." He closed the menu with a sigh. Yan Xiaye raised his chin at Qin Yiren who was pursing his lips and smirking, with a look of a nouveau riche: "It's your turn, what do you want to eat?"

"I want steak and tomato macaroni, two glasses of orange juice, and the steak is 70% ripe thank you."

Returning the menu to the waiter, Qin Yiren was about to say something when he heard Yan Xiaye's exotic cell phone ringtone.

The latter made a sorry gesture to her, took out his cell phone and looked at the caller ID. Qingmei's little face suddenly became a little cold and she made a quick decision to turn off the phone directly.

Qin Yiren opened her mouth and asked carefully: "...Li Beicheng?"

"Congratulations, I guessed it right." Yan Xiaye rudely stuffed his phone back into his pocket, feeling very sorry that he could not punch Li Beicheng from the air. "It seems that he has received the news from Yan Shuirou and probably has arrived at the hospital.

”

"Yan Shuirou will definitely say bad things about you, isn't it okay?"

"Whatever she is, do you think I will care what Li Beicheng thinks of me?" Yan Xiaye yawned softly on the table and said indifferently: "You also see her hurt on her face,

If the injury is really serious, I can guarantee that Li Beicheng will never have any nostalgia for a lover who ruined his face, even if she is Yaer's mother."

...

"Dududu... Sorry, the user you called has been turned off."

Listening to the cold prompt sound in the microphone, Li Beicheng twitched his tongue unhappily, put away his phone and looked at Ya'er who was still in the emergency room at this moment.

Next to him, Yan Shuirou's injuries were treated simply, and half of her beautiful face was wrapped tightly in gauze.

This directly reduced her beauty. No matter how sincere she cried, she could not learn from Ji Manman's charming charm.

While raising his hand to wipe his tears, he quietly looked at the indifferent man. Yan Shuirou felt cold in her heart and had to speak softly: "Beicheng, believe me, Ya'er is really because of Yan Xiaye..."

"Yan Shuirou, things have developed to this day. Do you think I will still believe what you said as I did in the past?"

Listening to Yan Shuirou's crying and telling, Li Beicheng looked at her erraticly, and his eyes paused on the thick gauze on her cheek for a moment.

The next moment, he looked away impatiently, as cold as a stranger: "It was you who secretly took Ya'er away, and the care of her made her have this accident. What does it have to do with Yan Xiaye?"

"You also know that Ya'er is a little bitch and has been a big man since she was a child." A stern heart, Yan Shuirou seized the opportunity to defend herself: "She is afraid that you will really let Yan Xiaye be her stepmother and want to run away

Go out to stop him, and in desperation he did something stupid."

Li Beicheng looked at her coldly, "Not mentioning how she, a child, knows this, even if she wants to stop me, can't she make a phone call or walk out directly from the main door? She has to go through the window?"

“…”

It was not surprising to Yan Shuirou's speechless response. Li Beicheng raised his lips mockingly, and his handsome face was covered in coldness.

Yan Shuirou closed her eyes with a sad expression and experienced what it means to cut a heart like a knife.

Many years ago, she witnessed with her own eyes how Li Beicheng treated Yan Xiaye.

At that time, her life was in danger on a stretcher, but she was so happy that she almost burst out laughing out loud.

Unexpectedly, the feng shui of the world took turns, and even her former darling could not escape the ruthless years and the hearts of the people were unpredictable.

"Yan Shuirou, you have deceived me for so many years. What's the point of pretending to be pitiful?" Li Beicheng took out a cigarette and a lighter from his pocket indifferently. Li Beicheng took out one and bit it on his lips. The smoke surrounded him and covered most of him.

He said with a very calm expression: "You'd better pray that Ya'er is not a big deal, otherwise I won't let you go simply."

Yan Shuirou opened her eyes quietly and looked at him. She had thousands of words in her heart to say, but her tongue was like a piece of dead flesh. She didn't listen to her command and said nothing.

It turned out that my heart was extremely distressed and I didn’t even have the strength to speak or beg for mercy.

If you think about it carefully, Li Beicheng is nostalgic, but that doesn't mean that he can tolerate a woman playing with him in her palms with clever words.

"You don't have to say anything, I won't listen anymore."

Li Beicheng exhaled a breath of smoke, stepped on his long legs and walked to the bench farthest from Yan Shuirou to sit down, making up his mind not to speak anymore.

In fact, he did not call the police the first time Yaer disappeared, and accusing her of abducting a child was already a righteous man.

But unexpectedly, Ya'er, who was soft-hearted for a while, suffered misfortune and directly consumed the last trace of tenderness he had left for her.

The waiting time begins, and it is like a long life like a year.

Yan Shuirou sat on the other side with her eyebrows down, occasionally looking up at the direction of Li Beicheng, but was turned away by the cold aura emitted by the man, and she couldn't find the opportunity to beg for mercy.

OK...she could understand why he was angry with her, and it was indeed not the best time to speak.

Even if she has more to say, she must wait until Ya'er is safe and sound.

About half an hour later, a nurse hurriedly broke open the door of the emergency room and rushed out, holding the documents waiting to be signed in her hand, looked around and asked loudly: "Where are the patients' families?"

"I'm her mommy!"

Yan Shuirou's heart jumped, she suddenly stood up from the bench, and looked helplessly at Li Beicheng with a gloomy face.

She has experienced many hospitalizations in the past and understands that under normal circumstances, the hospital will not ask the family to sign.

In other words, Ya'er's injury may be more serious than she expected.

The nurse nodded hurriedly: "Very good, come and sign quickly. We need to remove the patient to the operating room for the next step of treatment!"

"North City..."

Yan Shuirou was so scared that she was speechless and unconsciously called the man's name, motionless.

"I am Ya'er's father, how is her situation?"

Taking a deep breath, Li Beicheng walked over and picked up the documents that needed to be signed. After a rough look, his face became more and more ugly. His hand holding the signing pen was as heavy as a pound, and he was unable to finish the pen smoothly.

He has no research on medicine, but he can also see that many of the diseases listed in the document should not be underestimated, and even includes permanent brain injury...

"The doctor's opinion is that the patient needs a craniotomy. The back of her brain should have received a considerable impact some time ago. Some of the blood in it had not dissipated. It was originally possible to absorb it by itself in time, but the second injury cut off this possibility...

...The specific situation will be judged after the operation. In short, you can hand over the money first. It should be a problem, right?”

"Money is not a problem. I want to transfer to Yaer now, is that OK?"

"I'm sorry, our hospital does not have enough experience in craniotomy, but your daughter can no longer be dragged down. Even if you can call a helicopter for air transport, you will still miss her best treatment time."

Li Beicheng said nothing more, and he signed his name in the signature column.

But my fingers trembled when I picked up the pen and left a not very beautiful scratch on the snow-white file.

Seeing many similar scenes, the nurse held the document in her arms again and comforted her with concise words: "Okay, then that's what we do first. Our doctors will definitely do their best. You parents should keep a good attitude, and the patient is still there.

If you have to support yourself, how can you, parents, fall first?”

After saying that, she turned around and pushed the door into the emergency room.

Soon, in the lights in the emergency room dimmed, four or five doctors in white coats pushed the bed out together.
Chapter completed!