With Li Beicheng's arrogance, it is not easy to do this for a woman, not to mention that this woman is Yan Xiaye, whom he once disdained.

However, Yan Xiaye just took a look, and instantly withdrew his gaze and continued to take steps.

Under the night, with the cold white light cast by the street lights, Li Beicheng did not miss Yan Xiaye's deadly and hatred eyes.

The man's dark pupils shrank violently, and he didn't want to go forward and grabbed Yan Xiaye, and quickly said to her back: "A few days ago, I had already asked those employees who were hyping up the trend. I don't know what happened back then.

How could it be known to others? The news circulating on Weibo now has nothing to do with me."

No matter how beastly he is, he cannot use the child who died between him and Yan Xiaye as a bargaining chip to provoke public opinion.

Even though he had not mentioned it to anyone, so many years have passed and when he was dreaming about it at midnight, he dreamed more than once that little baby wrapped in white cloth. When he woke up, he felt indescribable and regretful.

If that child had not died, how could he end up with Yan Xiaye?

Yan Xiaye did not answer, and did not even look back. He tried his best to break free from his shackles, but he could not resist the exaggerated strength of a man.

"You don't believe me." Li Beicheng grabbed her wrist hard, like a man who was catching the last driftwood, and there was a lot of pain in his voice: "Yan Xiaye, you know I won't be here.

Lies on something.”

Perhaps it was because the night wind was too strong, so he had the illusion that Yan Xiaye would disappear from now on once he let go.

"Libeicheng, I thought you were not worthy of talking about trust with me." Yan Xiaye struggled without success, and turned his back to Libeicheng and bit his lower lip tightly. His snow-white teeth quickly turned bloody.

She was glad that it was a night of storms and rain, and for this reason, no one could tell whether the wetness on her face was rain or tears, even though she had already burst into tears.

Her tone was so calm, as if she was talking about a truth that had been verified countless times, which made Li Beicheng froze in place as if struck by lightning.

But even so, the man still didn't relax after holding her hand for a moment.

A few minutes later, the pain in Li Beicheng's eyes gradually spread, and there seemed to be a sharp blade that kept slamming out of thin air in his chest, which easily hurt him and was bleeding.

Before that, he never knew...

She didn't believe him, and it was so unbearable.

"Okay, don't you believe me, right?" Li Beicheng choked in his throat. Since Yan Xiaye refused to turn around, he had to walk up the steps toughly, standing opposite her, breathing unconsciously, "My computer

, mobile phones, and secretary assistants. If you check it, they can always prove that I am innocent."

"So what?" Yan Xiaye raised his eyes coldly, and his black and white pupils reflected the man's irritable and gloomy expression. He paused word by word: "Even if the news was not spread by you, it was really hurt five years ago.

I, the person who made me want to die countless times in prison, isn’t it that you, Libeicheng?”

As the last word fell, thunder exploded in the sky, and a shrill white light broke through the sky, illuminating the panic and powerlessness that could not be hidden on Li Beicheng's face in an instant.

For a long time, no matter what grievances Yan Xiaye suffered, she rarely mentioned the past in front of him.

He knew that she was trying hard to maintain dignity and pride in front of him, so when she tore open the scars from the past with her own hands, the pain caused was also unexpectedly strong, which made Li Beicheng shaking unsteadily.

He didn't raise his hand and pressed his chest, which seemed to be about to be split in the next second, and finally forced out a complete sentence: "Yan Xiaye, do you want to hate me for the rest of your life?"

"hatred?"

In the background of the storm, Yan Xiaye's face, which was not dark, easily retreated. The strong wind blew the corner of her feverish clothes. At first glance, it looked like a lonely ghost walking out of the eighteen levels of hell.

Meeting the man's crazy and anxious gaze, she smiled softly, every word and sentence was the desolation after the end of the journey: "Of course, I loved you as much as I loved you in the past, and now I hate you as much as I have been in prison for five years.

Interest…”

She said so calmly, but Li Beicheng could no longer listen to her calmly.

After all, Yan Xiaye would confess his heart to him like self-harm, but it was still inseparable from the rumors on Weibo.

At this moment, Li Beicheng really hated the mastermind behind the spreading rumors and causing trouble. If the person was caught by him, he would definitely crush the other party’s bones and throw them into ashes!

"Don't think that if you say that, I will let you go." Li Beicheng hurriedly interrupted her and said coldly: "The news on Weibo has been suppressed, and I will find a way to deal with it later, even if there are some rumors.

, don't take it too seriously."

"Are you finished?" Yan Xiaye was indifferent and took back his wrist: "Get out after you finish speaking, I don't want to see you for a second."

Li Beicheng's heartbeats faster. He was determined to watch Yan Xiaye leave him. Suddenly, he couldn't help but feel panic in his heart and said loudly: "You are because that child refuses to forgive me. Since that's the case, we

If you have another child again, you will still be your Mrs. Li, let the past happen…”

"Li Beicheng, get out, you don't deserve to mention my child!" The most sensitive nerve was touched. Yan Xiaye turned around like crazy, picked up his handbag and smashed it hard at Li Beicheng: "Stop being self-righteous

I tell you, that's my child alone, Yan Xiaye, and has nothing to do with a beast like you!"

Her voice was shrill and desperate. The bag hit Li Beicheng and popped up far away. She slapped her nails with her hands and attacked the handsome man in front of her desperately.

Li Beicheng did not fight back, and stood there and let her vent her anger. Her starry eyes were as faint as an ancient well, and I don’t know what she was thinking.

"Ba"

After a crisp slap, there was a red mark on Li Beicheng's left face. Before he could get angry, he saw Yan Xiaye lowering his eyes and covering his lower abdomen, and the cold sweat as big as beans slid down his forehead.

"Yan Xiaye, what's wrong with you..."

Seeing the man approaching quickly with a sneer, Yan Xiaye forced his last bit of strength to take two steps back, and opened his mouth and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Then, the whole world darkened before her.

...

When I woke up again, what lingers around Yan Xiaye was the unique smell of the hospital.

The consciousness gradually became clear. She was so tired that she didn't want to open her eyes, and what followed was a torn pain in her lower abdomen.

"Li Shao, Mrs. Li has been under great pressure recently. She has irregular diet and her work and rest, and she has drunk so much spirits all at once, so it is normal for her stomach to bleed. Fortunately, she was sent to the hospital in time. As long as she is well conditioned, it will not affect her future.
Chapter completed!