"Miss Xia Ye, how did you do it?"

Yan Xiaye didn't know that she was thanks to her gender advantage, and she thought it was the duck who made great contributions. "It's probably because I'm lucky. As for the passage of time, don't talk to my uncle, please come and give it a try.

If it doesn't work, I'll think of other ways."

Yan Jiu hung up the phone and met the mysterious eyes behind the desk with a little headache.

My second master didn't want Yan Xiaye to learn that he was seriously injured and could not heal, and Miss Xiaye didn't want her second master to know that she sought medical treatment for him...

He is just a little man, and he is in a dilemma between him and his body, and he is really afraid that one day he will die without a complete body.

Swallowed in fear, Yan Jiu whispered nonsense: "Second Master, it's Miss Xia Ye's phone number, all about the trivial matters in the studio... By the way, I just heard that there is another famous doctor in Jianghai, I

If you push down your itinerary tomorrow morning, your injury should be early rather than late.”

...

In the next few days, the topic about Mrs. Li on Weibo has remained popular, and the studio location has also been exposed.

As rumors become increasingly rich, some passers-by who claim to be Yan Xiaye's neighbors also took advantage of the popularity, making the already turbid situation even more chaotic, as if they were digging out the most painful memories and privacy of others.

The greatest significance of the survival of these melon-eating people.

For several days, Yan Xiaye hid behind the curtains and secretly glanced at the paparazzi reporters downstairs, and didn't even dare to go out of the gate.

Fortunately, this building is the best in security. The security guards conscientiously blocked the idle people outside the door, otherwise the door of the studio would have been blocked.

Yin Baiyan found many channels to clear the relationship, but in the end he could only ask the building to approve funds to increase the security guards on patrol for 24 hours, and he could only deal with the symptoms but not the root cause.

Li Beicheng made up his mind to force Yan Xiaye to have no way out, so he indulged in those true or false rumors everywhere. He just occasionally took his mobile phone to read the bloody storm on Weibo, and his heart would unconsciously feel stinging.

.

If it weren't for love, he would never have thought of getting to such a terrible level with Yan Xiaye.

Those reports he instructed revealed the most unknown past of Yan Xia Ye. The five-year prison life is for countless people to guess and entertain. Everyone is guessing what perspective Xia Ye looks at the world's evaluation of her.

, which also includes one in Libei City.

To this day, he is still waiting for Yan Xiaye to surrender to him and beg for mercy. He does not believe that Yan Xiaye is really proud of being cold-eyed and pointed at thousands of people.

His cell phone has always been placed in his reach. In order to prevent the missed call from Yan Xiaye, he did not hesitate to say that he was sick and kept everyone out. Even his identity is different from the past and he cried pitifully

Speak softly.

As time went by, Li Beicheng looked up several times as the sky turned from black to white outside the window, and more and more wine bottles were scattered all over the floor in the room, and the confidence in his heart was gradually replaced by anxiety.

If, if Yan Xiaye really insisted on taking it, what other way could he forcefully keep her by his side?

Could it be that this game has really been out of his control, and his heart has completely lost control before he has enough time to end?

Could it be that Li Beicheng, he became a loser without realizing it?

On that day, Yan Xiaye received a call from the old housekeeper, saying that the old lady wanted to see her.

Yan Xiaye couldn't, so he had to ask Yin Baiyan to go out to attract the attention of the reporters. She changed her appearance alone and sneaked away from the side.

When he returned to the old house of Li, the carved door opened on both sides. Yan Xiaye got off the car and walked, and happened to meet Chen Aili, who was dressed in bright clothes.

Yan Xiaye was too lazy to take a look at this ex-mother-in-law, and he was extremely determined to pass by him.

"Yan Xiaye, why do you say that I am your mother-in-law too? You don't even have this tutor when you meet and ask him for a happy meeting?" Chen Aili's face turned cold when she saw her, and her eyes were ridiculous and blocked her way, "Don't be busy for now." Let's go, I have something to tell you."

Yan Xiaye turned a deaf ear to her provocation, and glanced coldly, preparing to cross her.

How could Chen Aili allow Yan Xiaye to ignore her so much? He stopped her in front of her again. He finally resisted the urge to slap her, suppressed his anger and said, "Bicheng's father is going to go back to China these days. , He doesn't know all these messy things about you. Then you can be more good at that time and play the role of your young lady in the Li family."

Yan Xiaye knew very little about Li Beicheng's father, and he didn't know much about the other party's character, and would he be as embarrassed as Shen Aili.

Since she has decided to end her marriage with Li Beicheng as soon as possible, there is no need for her to continue to grievance herself.

Seeing Yan Xiaye, he didn't answer immediately. Chen Aili's eyebrows were raised, and her properly maintained fingers poked Yan Xiaye without hesitation, "You have no conscience, if the old man hadn't seen you pitiful back then, he would pay for it. If you can have your entire Yan family, can you have a good life today? Why, now you are hard-working now, are you going to repay your kindness with grudges and anger your father in Beicheng to death and the old man’s favorite son?”

When Yan Xiaye mentioned the old man, he felt soft and grabbed her poked finger and threw it back. He didn't have the same knowledge as Shen Aili, "I will discuss this with my grandma, please get out of the way."

Chen Aili's carefully carved nails can withstand this kind of treatment. It broke two with a crisp sound. She felt distressed and wanted to pounce on Yan Xiaye and bit Yan Xiaye. Her safe left hand was raised high, ready to look at Yan Xiaye Qingmei. He slapped his face hard and shouted arrogantly: "What are you? You dare to attack me!"

Of course, Yan Xiaye would not stand stupidly and let her beat her. She glanced at Chen Aili's eyes cold and tough, and her eyes were circling on the other party's too slender waist. She thought about the whereabouts of Chen Aili's slap, she would just fall over her shoulder. Throw people out.

In this way, she is completely self-defense. Even if Chen Aili cried and sued her grandmother, she still had a reason to stand firm.

"Mom, stop!"

Unfortunately, without waiting for Yan Xia Ye's plan to take shape, a hoarse voice stopped Chen Aili in time from far to near.

Yan Xiaye sighed regretfully, and his eyes passed by Li Beicheng with a dull look, as if he hadn't seen this person at all. He ignored his intentions and walked towards the main house.

In just a few days, Li Beicheng lost the spirit of threatening her when he met last time. The black eyes that looked at her were filled with unspeakable entanglement and pain.
Chapter completed!