If she had caused him to be imprisoned innocently and ruined his life, he would be understandable to her like this.

But she never did anything wrong. Just because she had loved him, she ended up being so scarred today!

Li Beicheng's fingers that grabbed her collar froze, then casually curled the corners of his lips, and his voice was as intimate as a whisper from a lover: "You don't love me anymore, aren't you sorry for me?"

In this world, what kind of feelings can be devoted to one's own life?

"Li Beicheng, Yan Shuirou is willing to use suicide to keep you, that's why she is willing to be humble." Yan Xiaye was shocked by his reasons, looked down at his fingers, and broke them apart one by one.

, whispered, holding the corners of his lips, "And I wish you could die immediately."

It is reasonable and she doesn't have to express her hatred by jumping her feet and scolding her shrew.

Li Beicheng's pupils contracted violently, as if he couldn't believe what he heard.

If he hadn't heard it with his own ears, he would never have dreamed that this woman who once loved him deeply would have said such words in his own mouth.

His heartbeat suddenly stopped and Li Beicheng was shocked to find that he was not as calm as he imagined.

It was even the opposite. Yan Xiaye could hurt him with just one sentence, which made him feel uncomfortable and heartbroken.

After a few short minutes, the man finally came to his senses, his body filled with evil anger, staring at her as if he wanted to peel her off and remove her bones: "Yan Xiaye, do you say it again?"

"Get out, I'll say it a few more times and it's the same!" Yan Xiaye gritted his teeth and roared, his eyes dry and astringent, and he couldn't even shed a tear.

She found that she was really heartbroken to Li Beicheng, so that no matter how hurtful the dialogue between them was, she was only sad and not moved.

When she just got married to Li Beicheng, she never thought that one day she would end up with this man.

"Yan Xiaye." Li Beicheng frowned, and he slowly stood up, and his figure was above Yan Xiaye. "You dare to talk to me like this, because you think I have no bargaining chips to control you, right?

”

Speaking of this, the man paused and chuckled as if nothing had happened: "It's a pity that I still don't believe it. You don't even care about your parents' life or death."

Yan Xiaye wanted to pretend to be indifferent, but her eyelashes that kept trembling still revealed that she was far from being as cold-blooded and ruthless as she looked.

She restrained herself from asking about Li Beicheng's intentions. She finally got freedom from her grandmother, and finally got the qualification to compete with Li Beicheng. She should not be wasted all her efforts for anyone.

Li Beicheng was not in a hurry to force Yan Xiaye into a dead end, and he wrapped his hands around the corners of his lips, waiting patiently for her to collapse herself.

After a while, Yan Xiaye's figure was as stiff as a sculpture. She opened her lips with difficulty and whispered: "Yan Shuirou will commit suicide, and it has nothing to do with me."

She didn't know why Li Beicheng hated her so much, so she could only infer from the existing clues.

After a night of calmness, she knew in her heart that the shareholders' meeting was just a fuse, not the decisive reason why Li Beicheng wanted her to betray her relatives.

After all, if Li Beicheng is really sure to win, how could she change the selection results with just a few words?

Even the layman, she, could understand, but Li Beicheng had no reason to see clearly.

So, judging from Li Beicheng's angry behavior at her that day, Yan Shuirou was extraordinary in his heart. If she promised not to move Yan Shuirou for the time being, then could he let her go?

Her parents?

Even if that family doesn't need her, she was born and raised in that family. If she still has a little conscience, how easy is it to break it up with just one knife?

"Shui Rou said the same thing, guess, will I believe it?" Li Beicheng's heart pain was still lingering, so he also wanted Yan Xiaye to taste the same taste as him, "Yan Xiaye, don't be there

You don't deserve it if I pretend to be innocent in front of me."

"Yes, I'm not worthy." Yan Xiaye laughed at himself and raised the corners of his lips, and his words pierced into his heart like a knife: "Libei City, one day, when Yan Shuirou's actions are in full swing, I see what else you have.

Come face to face me.”

"I know who Shui Rou is, I can't tell you very much." Li Beicheng laughed softly, accompanied by an unnatural thrust in his heart, and said confidently: "There won't be that day."

Yan Xiaye sneered and glanced at him, and did not continue to argue with him.

Without evidence, it is in vain to say anything.

Li Beicheng didn't like the way she looked at him and was about to continue saying something...

Outside the door, Shen Aili rushed in like crazy, copied a magazine in her hand, and smashed Yan Xiaye on the bed: "You bitch! Damn it! What good did that Li Yuntang give you? You dare to harm him like this.

My North City!"

Yan Xiaye was caught off guard and the place where he was hit was red and swollen. She groaned in pain.

Shen Aili really wanted to beat Yan Xiaye to death directly, and the force on her hands was not light or heavy: "You said, are you unfaithful and compatible with Li Yuntang? You still have the face to say in front of the old lady.

How is my North City like? Don’t look in the mirror to see if you have the qualifications to talk nonsense!”

"Mom, things are already like this, what's the use of hitting her?" Li Beicheng watched for a moment, and couldn't help but go up to take the magazine that had been snatched from Shen Aili's hand: "This is an old house, once the servant is a man.

I saw it, but I didn’t know what my grandma was going to say.”

"Your grandma is also a fool. Who can protect her? But she just protects such a slut!" Shen Aili lost her weapons and still grabbed Yan Xiaye with her hands and kicked her, her face twisted and extremely terrifying.

In order to make her son the executive president, God knows how much effort she has spent on quietly operating. Seeing that everything is about to succeed, it will be ruined by Yan Xiaye!

As soon as Shen Aili's eyes turned red when she thought of this, she would really be angry to death!

After experiencing the initial stunned moment, Xia Ye quickly came to his senses.

When she stretched her nails again to touch Yan Xiaye's flesh and blood, the other party blocked her movements expressionlessly, and his five fingers tightened her wrists, which made her scream in pain: "Son, this dead girl."

Dare to hit me!"

"Madam Shen, you have to have a limit if you turn black and white." Yan Xiaye stared at Shen Aili unwillingly and threw her hand away: "I didn't fight back before, not because I couldn't beat you, but you made such an unreasonable fuss again

, I will no longer tolerate you."

Five years ago, the only reason why she tolerated Shen Aili was Li Beicheng.
Chapter completed!