The strength she pretended finally gave way. She tugged on his clothes with trembling fingers, and her voice was a cry of despair: "Li Beicheng, I really loved you. Please, ..."

If Li Beicheng got what he wanted tonight, the thought of her and Yan Shuirou being hugged by the same man would make Yan Xiaye so sick that she almost fainted.

Why, she voluntarily divorced Li Beicheng, gave up her position as the young lady of the Li family to Yan Shuirou, and even gave him face in front of her grandma, so why did he still refuse to let her go?

"Because you are my woman, no matter whether I love you or not, you should abide by the duty of a wife. Since you want a man so much, I will satisfy you so that you will never think about Li Yuntang again!"

After hearing Li Beicheng's heartless declaration, Yan Xiaye realized that she had unknowingly muttered all the questions in her heart.

As if he had received a blow to the head, Yan Xiaye's vision turned black, and he was thinking hard about how to get rid of the coming nightmare.

Could it be that in order to make her life easier, Grandpa Li promised that the person who married her would get a share of the inheritance?

But if she gives up using her last bit of value, what should she do in exchange for Li Yuntang continuing to trace Huang Qian's whereabouts?

If there was no hope of finding a child in her entire life, she would rather die now.

Seeing that Yan Xiaye fell silent without warning, Li Beicheng paused and looked at her with a stern look on his face: "Why, you want to pretend to be fainted again to make me feel soft? It's useless, this is the first time for you and me.

This time, I don’t mind if you become a dead fish.”

Before he finished speaking, he strode to the bed, threw her onto the bed without mercy, and casually admired the beauty that could not be concealed under her tattered dress.

Yan Xiaye is indeed beautiful, and this beautiful woman belongs to him and only him.

He is no match for his little uncle, but that doesn't mean he will accept his fate and give up helplessly!

Possess her, put your own mark on her, and preferably let her conceive your own child...

This is the only understanding in Li Beicheng's heart at this moment.

So, with an expressionless face, he stepped forward, forcefully opened Yan Xia Ye's tightly closed calves, and slowly moved up along the slender curve.

Yan Xiaye's vision was blurred from crying, and his whole body was trembling as he begged: "Li Beicheng, please don't do this, I'm so scared..."

Li Beicheng turned a deaf ear and tore her skirt to pieces, then attacked the last layer of thin underwear on her body with a frantic look.

Yan Xiaye cried bitterly and waved his arms, hitting the man's chest one after another. He couldn't figure out how he could end up in this situation.

Just like five years ago, no matter how hard she tried, she still couldn't protect herself.

Instead of waiting to be violated by Li Beicheng, she would rather have a knife in her hand now. Even if she can't kill the other party, she can at least kill herself.

The next moment, the weight that was pressing on her body suddenly disappeared!

Yan Xiaye's eyes were frozen in despair, and he raised his red eyes to look.

For a moment, my heart skipped a beat.

Li Beicheng staggered and was picked up from behind. Before he could see who it was, a terrifying force hit him hard on the face, knocking him back a few steps. He was holding on to the dressing table before he could stand.

stable.

The bedroom curtains were not closed, and under the moonlight, the handsome man threw away the lunch box he was carrying and stood enigmatically in front of the bed, his pupils as cold as ice.

"Li Yuntang!"

Hatefully calling out this name that should not appear here, Li Beicheng's eyes burned with anger, which offset his usual deep-rooted fear of this little uncle: "There are so many women to choose from, why do you have to say so?"

Not Xia Ye? Or are you just a hypocrite on the surface, but actually you like sharing the same woman with my nephew? "

"Li Beicheng, since you still know that I am your uncle, I will teach you a lesson for your father today." Looking back at the embarrassed and frightened Yan Xiaye, Li Yuntang put the coat he was carrying on her body and looked at her again.

When he turned to Li Beicheng, his cold eyes were frightening: "Also, Yan Xiaye has never been your woman."

"Ha, you think that just because you have sex with her, she becomes your woman?" Li Beicheng clenched his fists, his male instinct stimulating him to never give up at this moment, and punched Li Yuntang: "She is mine

My wife, from the day she married me, can only be mine forever!"

Compared with Li Beicheng's serious appearance, Li Yuntang is still calm and calm.

He raised the corners of his lips slightly, as if he heard some big joke: "From the moment you went around with her sister behind her back and trampled on her feelings, you can only be regarded as a beast. What qualifications do you have to be her husband?

"

"I'm not qualified, how can you be qualified?" Li Beicheng laughed angrily, and froze his fist in the air, staring hard at the cold eyes just a few feet away, gritting his teeth every word: "You

He is a paranoid lunatic! A monster! He is deliberately trying to get the Li family just to destroy it!"

Faced with Li Beicheng's almost crazy accusation, Li Yuntang raised his eyebrows slightly and seemed to be smiling.

It was as if he acquiesced in everything he said, but also seemed not to take him seriously at all.

This perfect and calm attitude aroused Li Beicheng's anger even more. The knuckles he squeezed with his fist that was still in mid-air exploded, "Even if I am taking advantage of Yan Xiaye, how are you any more noble than me? The last one was gentle to you.

Didn’t the woman you treated have her family destroyed seven years ago and all the family businesses were swallowed up by you? Or do you want to tell me that you really like her? "

Hearing this, Yan Xiaye, who shrank into the inside of the big bed, pursed her lips silently, and there was a slight fluctuation in her eyes like dead water.

She knew she shouldn't have any expectations for the answer to this question, but she couldn't help it.

When the last note fell, Li Yuntang smiled slightly, raised his hand without warning, grabbed Li Beicheng's throat, and said in a calm tone: "I have forgotten the past, how can you help me remember it.

"

Li Beicheng was caught off guard, his handsome face turned red quickly due to lack of oxygen, and he punched Li Yuntang hard on the shoulder and neck with one punch after another.

The sound of the fist colliding with the flesh was astonishingly loud, but Li Yuntang's arm was as if made of steel, and his whole body was motionless.

Yan Xiaye was stunned for a moment, as Li Beicheng's movements and strength gradually weakened, and his expression finally showed some unconcealable fear.

At this moment, no one knew better than him that the little uncle really wanted to kill him!

Appreciating Li Beicheng's futile struggle, Li Yuntang's dark pupils were filled with bloodthirsty coldness, and he slowly tightened his fingers: "I don't like you insulting Xia Ye, and I don't like anyone investigating me."

"Li Yuntang, let go!"
Chapter completed!