Li Beicheng felt angry, put down his beeping cell phone, and had a cold face and couldn't speak.

After all, the uproar on Weibo was originally directed by Yan Shuirou. He knew that Yan Xiaye was angry about this, but what kind of face did he have to ask her to forgive Yan Shuirou?

Even if he made this request, Yan Xiaye not only would not agree, but would also hate him so much, and starting over was a fantasy.

He didn't want Yan Xiaye to suffer anymore, but he couldn't watch Shui Rou suffer.

The young uncle made a decision and put this problem in front of him, with nothing else except Yan Xiaye.

Could it be that the little uncle really talks to Xia Ye...

"Beicheng, what do you say from Erye Li?" After the water rice had not entered for a day and night, Yan Shuirou's face looked ugly so bad that she couldn't even cover up her makeup. Her dry lips spit out hoarse words and looked carefully at Li Beicheng.

Although this time is not fatal from a medical point of view, Yan Shuirou has been weak since childhood, so how could he suffer such a crime?

In her heart, she had already cursed Yan Xiaye thousands of times, and she had to make a defense against her sincerity: "Beicheng, please see me, I know that I was wrong to post that incident on the Internet.

But you know that Beicheng is not too busy and said anything more. It will cause such a big response. I didn't expect that those vicious speculations have nothing to do with me."

Hearing this, Li Beicheng stared at Yan Shuirou with a sinister look, but still said nothing.

For the first time, he discovered that Shui Rou seemed not as kind and simple as he thought. No matter how pitiful she looked, at least she could not be considered innocent in this matter.

If Ya'er hadn't been sticking to her tightly in recent days, he wouldn't have wanted to see her appear in front of him again in a short period of time.

Yan Shuirou was frightened by that glance, and she lowered her eyes to squeeze the little water left in her body. She sat alone on the sofa and shed tears, murmured in an aggrieved tone: "I know, you must be

I don't like me doing this, but I'm really afraid that Xia Ye will take revenge on me by snatching you away. If there is another way, I don't want to become a bad woman in your eyes. I'm just too afraid of losing you.

Beicheng, I really have nothing except you…”

Before he spoke, Yan Shuirou wanted to say something nice and to comfort Li Beicheng's anger.

But as soon as she said that, she felt aggrieved and even her breathing was filled with tremolo. Every word was her truest intention.

After so many years, she finally moved into the Li family openly, and the possibility of becoming Li Young Lady is close to her. If all this was easily destroyed by Yan Xiaye, whom she looked down upon the most, she would really go crazy!

Fortunately, the only advantage of Libei City is that it is very nostalgic.

Seeing the relationship between the two, Li Beicheng's eyes were a little cold and relaxed, and he whispered in a fury: "The little uncle said that only Yan Xiaye promised to spare you will let the bodyguard evacuate."

Yan Shuirou frowned slightly and looked at the bodyguards guarding all the entrances and exits of the room.

Although Yan Xiaye is now holding Li Yuntang's thigh, she also has a godmother to rely on, and Li Beicheng protects him, she may not have to be afraid of Yan Xiaye.

However, the evidence for this matter was conclusive, and she was in a loss, so it was difficult for her to ask her godmother to stand up for it, so as not to leave an unfavorable impression and destroy her follow-up plan.

With the light of his mind, she made plans and used Yan Shuirou's cunning, even if she was at a disadvantage, she still had a way to use her tricks, and at least she would not lose in a bad way.

"Okay, I'll clean up and let the driver at home take me over." Yan Shuirou smiled gracefully on her lips, and she could still see the beauty of Wuxie when she was eighteen years old.

Anyone can see that she is nervous, but at this time, she still does not forget to be gentle and thinks about men everywhere: "Beicheng, don't worry about me, as long as it is to be with you, no matter it is humiliation or anything else

, I don't mind."

After hearing this, the bodyguards around them all felt distorted as if they had toothache.

Is their emotional intelligence too low?

Or did Yan Shuirou really turn black and white in a few words, turning from a perpetrator to a victim’s image?

Li Beicheng pondered for a while, but in the end he couldn't bear to leave Yan Shuirou alone: ​​"...I'll go with you."

...

On the other hand, Yan Xiaye planned to go straight to the home theater on the second floor of the underground with Xiao Yunduo, but was stopped by Li Yuntang.

"You two, go take a shower and change your clothes first."

Yan Xiaye and Xiao Yunduo looked at each other, and each sniffed the smell of disinfectant water stained on their clothes.

She stopped and said, "Okay, then Yun Duo go wash first. Do you want me to help?"

Xiao Yunduo's white and tender face was flushed. She glanced at Yan Xiaye with embarrassment and said stutteringly: "No, Yanyan is a girl. The teacher said that girls cannot just look at the boy's body."

That little look is extremely cute, and he has restored the childish innocence that a five-year-old child should have in this kind of problem.

Yan Xiaye burst out laughing and nodded repeatedly: "You are right, Yunduo is a little man, so I will stay here for you. After you wash it, you will come out and call me, and I will go and wash it."

"That's not going to take a long time." Xiao Yunduo was eager to share the newly released favorite movie with Yan Xiaye as soon as possible. He pushed her to her daddy's bedroom with a sudden inspiration: "You go to daddy's room to wash, so that's what happens.

We can wash it at the same time, saving time!”

Yan Xiaye twitched his lips, feeling that it was not a good thing for the child to be too smart, and he was pushed away by Xiao Yunduo involuntarily, wondering whether to explain to the little guy what is the difference between a real man and a woman.

However, it is better for the education in this regard by the uncle himself. I guess he is also thinking about what to say.

She took out the stance of a thousand-pound pendant and slowed down. She pricked her ears and waited, just waiting until Xiao Yunduo pushed open the door of her uncle's room with a domineering spirit and pulled her in with one go.

At the last moment, she reached out to grab the door frame and poked her head to reveal an unwilling hint: "Little uncle, you must not like others using their own bathroom, right?"

"Yeah." The man curled up the corners of his lips leisurely, and smiled slightly in the relief gaze of Yan Xiaye, and his low voice was as intoxicating as aged wine: "Xia Ye, you are not someone else."

Any words spoken by a man are always affectionate and difficult to tell the truth.

Yan Xiaye blushed and his heartbeat, and his fingers were loosened, and Xiao Yunduo pulled him into the room.

In the room, the three colors of black, white and gray are perfectly matched, just like a man's unfathomable personality.
Chapter completed!