Yan Xiaye was froze in the air with her apple peeling, and her eyes were full of tension and helplessness when she looked at Yan's mother.

"Mom, are you feeling any discomfort?" She panicked and put the half-sliced ​​apple aside, completely forgot to avoid being afraid of Yan Jianguo, and asked anxiously: "Li Beicheng didn't invite you Jiang Hai for you, Jiang Hai," she said in a hurry.

The best doctor? What is the test result? Or are you afraid of spending money, so you endure the pain and refuse to say it?”

Accompanied by Yan Xiaye's repeated questions, his concern was beyond words.

Yan's mother turned her head and refused to look at her. Her finger joints that were pinching the corners of the quilt turned white because of the force, but her voice was still cold and disgusted: "You go, I don't need you to come to see me, and I don't want to see you."

"Why did you say this suddenly? If I did something wrong and made you unhappy, you can beat me and scold me. Don't get angry with your body..."

"Don't you understand?" Yan's mother gritted her teeth, turned her head with a ferocious expression and glared at Yan Xiaye angrily, drawing a line with her word by word: "Every time I see you, I think of the past to you."

Oh no, Shui Rou did such a ugly thing with Beicheng again, how could I feel like a mother? If you still recognize me, you should not appear in front of me again to make things difficult for me, I would like to ask you to be fine

good?"

"Is that right..." Yan Xiaye's worried expression freezes, and tears suddenly burst out.

She staggered and stood up, and her toes fell steadily, and she couldn't help but soften her body, almost falling to the ground in a mess.

It turned out that Yan's mother called her here specifically not to apologize to her, but to escape condemnation from her conscience, and even cut off the relationship between mother and daughter.

As for whether she will be heartbroken by this, who cares?

After forcing her to walk out of the ward, Yan Xiaye closed the door with her hands trembling, losing all her strength like a trapped beast, and slid along the wall to the ground.

Until now, she was still unwilling to believe that her mother's disgust for her was all due to her sincerity.

However, no matter how self-paralyzed, the position of her chest seemed to have a big hole, and her mother's face was repeated over and over again, mocking her self-righteousness.

Her abnormal behavior attracted the attention of many passers-by. A kind-hearted person called the doctor and pointed at Yan Xiaye, who looked empty and said in a low voice: "The girl is young and doesn't know what is wrong with her. She looks in a bad mood.

Do you want to go over and ask?"

The doctor was hesitant and happened to meet the senior management of the hospital passing by. He quickly grabbed someone and asked, "Look, what should I do?"

"You can do it. Let's send Young Master Yan away first."

Yan Er came to the dean to discuss cooperation with the Yan family. At first, he passed by here calmly. After taking a few steps, he stopped with a puzzled look. He surrounded by a group of people and slowly retreated back.

Sure enough, this woman doesn’t look similar to Yan Xiaye, she is just Yan Xiaye herself.

He looked around for no reason, lifted up the hem of the windbreaker and squatted in front of Yan Xiaye, and pulled up his cynical smile, "Hey, bastard woman, don't you do a good business, why are you squatting in broad daylight? COS's betrayal dog?

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What a wrecky dog.

Yan Xiaye held the corner of his lips with great bitterness, and there was a little rational color in his pupils that were flashing with tears, and sighed softly: "Yan Er, you really hit the nail on the head, which is amazing."

Even at this time, she still refused to show weakness in front of others and admit defeat.

Yan Er's smile at the corners of his eyebrows turned into shock. He stared at Yan Xiaye for a few glances, then suddenly patted his clothes and stood up. Regardless of her own wishes, he stretched his arms around her collar, and watched the fun with anger.

The crowd waved their hands: "Go roll, go to rest wherever you cool."

With the words of Yan Ershen, the doctors spontaneously took action and drove away the reluctant passers-by.

The senior executive who just ignored Yan Xiaye changed his mind when he saw the wind, immediately changed his face with enthusiasm and came over to care and said, "This girl looks bad. Should she arrange a full-body examination immediately?"

"This bastard woman is not as fragile as you think. I guess she is full and she is full, so she is so tired that she can act like a sad scene. She can get back to normal after having a meal for two days."

Yan Erheng smiled and rejected the other party's proposal, curled his lips without any grace, and the nature of the second generation ancestor was fully exposed.

Fortunately, his skin is handsome and can still seduce the young nurses to secretly look at him.

Yan Xiaye was hanging on his fingertips in the middle of the life, following him with difficulty, without even the interest in asking the destination.

The group got on the elevator, until the elevator stopped in the underground garage with a jingle. Yan Xiaye slowly came back to his senses from the blow, remembering that Yin Baiyan was still in the hospital and had not left.

"Wait." She accumulated a little strength to gain a foothold, and even had no strength to pat the man's hand holding her collar, took out his cell phone and called: "Teacher..."

On the side, Yan Er took her cell phone carelessly, obviously knowing who the teacher she said was named, "Brother Yin Shuai, Yan Xiaye and I are in the underground garage. The weather is so good. Should we go out to have a drink together?"

On the other side of the phone, Yin Baiyan was stunned for thought, and agreed: "Okay, wait for me."

As a rich second-generation born in Jianghai, Yan Er is proficient in various popular places.

He drove the two people in the back seat and turned three times. He found a small bar hidden deep, threw the car keys to the staff, and led the lead in: "Come on, come on, Brother Yin hasn't come here yet

Have you ever grown the place and been corrupt? Don't worry, although the wines cooked here are not as good as those of yours, they definitely have a unique flavor."

Yin Baiyan is a otakus most of the time and is not interested in such occasions, but he still expresses his expectations very much.

Along the way, his eyes remained on Yan Xiaye, feeling sorry for her silence, and his eyes never looked away for a moment.

He guessed that Yan Xiaye became like this, which must have something to do with Yan's mother.

Unfortunately, it was Yan Xiaye's family matters after all. He, an outsider, could only keep silent and was not qualified to ask too much.

The only thing that made him a little relieved was that Yan Er was the same at this point.

Everyone had their own thoughts and sat in the bar booth. Yan Erda ordered a lot of spirits. A few cups were placed in front of Yan Xiaye, and the amber wine rippled slightly.

"Drink, let's talk less today, and we won't go back if we don't get drunk."

Yan Xiaye lifted his eyelids in a daze, skipped the snacks and fruit plates, and his eyes clashed on a certain glass of wine, then picked up the wine glass and drank it all.
Chapter completed!