Yan Xiaye didn't want to care about why Li Beicheng was silent. She just pushed Li Beicheng out of the door. She turned back and slammed the door with a cold face. Her movements were so fast that she almost hit the man's straight nose.

Leaning behind the door to take a breath, she hurriedly looked at Yin Baiyan's injuries.

On the sofa, Yin Baiyan yelled and gently pulled up the hem of his clothes. There were heavy bruises on the faintly visible abdominal muscles, which was enough to prove that Li Beicheng was ruthless when he started.

Yan Xiaye was at a loss as he held the hot towel. He carefully reached out and touched the swollen injury, "What should I do? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"I'm not going. It would be embarrassing enough if I couldn't beat Li Beicheng." Yin Baiyan awkwardly pulled up his clothes and looked at Yan Xiaye with a faint smile in his eyes: "Fortunately, I decided to come back and see him.

Didn't do anything to you?"

As a man, on a certain level, he even understood Li Beicheng's unspeakable thoughts better than Yan Xiaye.

In this case, of course he had to take advantage of his scheme and try every means to make Yan Xiaye's hatred for Li Beicheng reach the extreme level, lest the man do bad things for him again.

Holding the steaming towel, Yan Xiaye's eyes were slightly red, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

These days, Yin Baiyan has been really good to her, so much so that she doesn't know how to repay him.

Yin Baiyan looked at her quietly, quickly took out a few tissues and handed them over clumsily, saying in a loud voice: "Xiao Xiaye, you see that teachers and students are so active that there is no need to go to the hospital. Just do your best.

Don't cry, otherwise I will definitely feel so distressed that I won't be able to sleep well all night."

Yan Xiaye bit her lip and took the tissue. She suddenly remembered what Qin Yiren said when joking, and the emotion in her eyes became a little more hesitant and hesitant.

Just as she was aware of the vastly different identities between herself and her uncle, Yin Baiyan was almost as unattainable to her.

Therefore, no matter how much Yin Baiyan made jokes, she never thought that the other party really meant anything to her, until Yin Baiyan was too kind to her. It seemed that it was far from being fooled by just a teacher-student friendship.

Seeing that Yan Xia Ye was silent for no reason, Yin Baiyan glanced at her uneasily, almost suspecting that she had discovered his little thoughts. He leaned closer and asked softly: "Xiao Xia Ye, what are you thinking about?"

Yan Xiaye came back from his thoughts and saw Yin Baiyan's enlarged handsome face.

Unlike his uncle who is always cold and elegant, Yin Baiyan has a relaxing aura that makes people easily express their truest thoughts.

Blinking his eyes, Yan Xiaye hesitated for a moment with difficulty, his cheeks were quietly stained with a touching blush, and he stuttered: "Teacher, tell me the truth, do you... like me a little bit?"

She really regards him as a close friend and teacher, so there are some things that cannot be taken lightly and must be explained clearly in advance.

Such a straightforward question came out of the blue, causing Yin Baiyan to lower his eyes subconsciously, hiding the thoughts and thoughts that were flowing rapidly in his eyes.

Not to mention that he still couldn't tell how much he liked Yan Xiaye, but this terrible timing should never have anything to do with something as sacred and romantic as confession.

Having made up his mind, Yin Baiyan smiled after a brief silence, looked at Yan Xiaye with a narrow look on his face, and with an unexpected expression of surprise, he lay back on the sofa with dignity and awe, "Okay, I

If I had known that you, a scoundrel, was interested in my teacher's chastity, come on, you don't have to find any excuse, the worst I can do is lie down and not resist, and you can just mess with me."

His witty words came out of his mouth, but it seemed that Yan Xiaye had bad intentions.

Yan Xiaye opened her mouth weakly. She couldn't guess whether Yin Baiyan didn't want to answer the question head-on, or whether he felt there was no need to answer seriously.

But if we probe further, wouldn't it appear that she is particularly sentimental, as if she is trying to imply something?

Her nervous heartbeat stabilized a lot. She put aside the random thoughts in her mind, and the bright red color on her cheeks returned to white. She generously lifted the hem of Yin Baiyan's clothes, and smiled slightly in the latter's expectant eyes, which were eager to lose her virginity.

Put the towel on.

"Huh? Are there no other benefits?"

"No, you stay here tonight and I'll give you the small bedroom!" Yan Xiaye couldn't bear to make such a joke. When she stood up, someone grabbed her wrist from behind. She looked back with confusion.

"No, you should sleep in the bedroom. I have a video conference to deal with later." Once the joking expression was gone, Yin Baiyan looked very stable and mature, with handsome and sexy features. Shi Shiran said to Yan Xia

Ye smiled: "Have a sweet dream, Xia Ye."

At this moment, Yan Xiaye realized as never before that Yin Baiyan, who seemed cynical, was actually an adult man who should not be underestimated.

She nodded unconsciously and left the living room as if running away.

Yin Baiyan watched the girl's slender figure disappear behind the door, with a faint smile on her lips, recalling the girl's nervous and shy expression alone in the darkness.

The more he gets along with Yan Xiaye, the more he will appreciate her many benefits.

If he continued like this, he could almost expect that one day he might be unable to express his feelings, and then be politely rejected by Yan Xiaye, who was very apologetic.

Regarding love, Yan Xiaye has suffered enough and has long avoided it like a snake or a scorpion.

What should he do to make her really get over the pain of the past?

…

In the next few days, recent photos of Li Yuntang and the sapphire earrings in his ears often appeared on the front pages of major financial newspapers. The handsome man and the exquisite jewelry complemented each other, making the Yeyan brand's popularity rise rapidly.

, which resulted in orders worth eight figures.

Yan Xiaye was so busy every day that Qin Yiren came to the studio mysteriously, and when Yin Baiyan wasn't paying attention, he took her to the tea room to whisper.

"Xia Ye, have you checked Weibo these days?"

"Still reading?" Yan Xiaye didn't know what he meant and shook his head frankly: "Mrs. Li has been on the hot search for many days. Is there anything else worth reading?"

"The incident with Mrs. Li is over, but..." Qin Yiren looked like she couldn't say anything. She angrily opened a certain webpage on her mobile phone and handed it to Yan Xiaye: "This must also be that bastard Yan Shuirou.

Someone did it! I must give her a good scolding!"

I don’t know since when, a piece of news related to Madam Li was secretly circulated on Weibo, but the source is no longer known.
Chapter completed!