But before that, she had to take advantage of her little uncle's remaining power to give Yan Shuirou a good look, so as not to waste all his efforts.

Old and new grudges welled up in his heart. Yan Xiaye raised the corners of his lips and targeted Yan Shuirou's most painful weakness. "I can let go of what happened on Weibo, or I can plead with my uncle for you..."

When she said this, she deliberately lengthened her tone and looked playfully at Yan Shuirou's confident and proud expression.

After all, they are sisters who have lived together for so many years. She can occasionally guess what Yan Shuirou is thinking in her heart.

She just thinks that no matter how much she hates anger, she still has to pretend to be gentle and gentle in front of her uncle, just like Yan Shuirou pretended to be in front of Li Beicheng.

However, why did she need to pretend in front of her little uncle?

Waiting patiently for Yan Shuirou to relax his vigilance, Yan Xiaye added the last half of the sentence with a smile: "On the contrary, I have two requests. The first is that you move out of the old house immediately and become your shady mistress.

, don’t always think about breaking in and making big news. As for the second point..." She paused, looked at Li Beicheng with a free and indifferent look, and said calmly: "Are you ready for the divorce agreement, Li Beicheng?"

"Yan Xiaye, after all, you still want to divorce me." Li Beicheng smiled angrily, with obvious cruelty on his face, and stared at her and said word by word: "Stop dreaming, I will never

Will not agree to sign."

It is undeniable that, as Yan Er said, he has indeed softened towards Yan Xiaye these days.

Is it because of this that he gave Yan Xiaye the illusion that he could be arrogant and daring?

Moreover, why is she so eager to regain her freedom because of Yin Baiyan? Uncle? Or some other wild man he doesn't know?

When he thought about Yan Xiaye meeting another man somewhere unknown to him, Li Beicheng's hands hanging by his side clenched into fists, and the corners of his eyes and brows became stern.

After all, he was a man from the Li family. Even if he was far inferior to Li Yuntang, his momentum at that moment was extremely terrifying. Not to mention Yan Xiaye, even a noble lady from an aristocratic family like Yin Mo couldn't help but stop smiling. First of all,

Look at it carefully for the first time.

Li Yuntang also cast his gaze casually, nodded slightly when he heard Yan Xiaye's request, then curled his lips into a smile and lowered his eyes to think after hearing Li Beicheng's decisive answer.

On the side, Yan Shuirou's face turned pale when he heard the first condition, but when he heard the second condition, his mind immediately started to work again.

For so long, the reason why she has not been able to become Li Beicheng's legitimate wife is all because the marriage contract was not completely concluded, and she had begged Li Beicheng explicitly and implicitly countless times, but all she got was all kinds of perfunctory and perfunctory words.

Prevaricate.

If the divorce comes true, as Ya'er's biological mother, and with the support of her godmother, even if she temporarily moves out of the old house, marrying into the Li family won't be a matter of minutes?

So, Yan Shuirou saw the right opportunity, bent down and covered her hungry belly, biting her lips tightly and inadvertently let out a trace of painful sobs, and when Li Beicheng looked over, she shook her head and smiled bitterly, her voice broken.

: "Beicheng, unless I die, I will never leave you just to survive. It will only make me more painful than death. I can't agree to Xia Ye's request. Let's go back."

Yin Mo watched Yan Shuirou's show with cold eyes, wondering whether he should stand on whose side.

It is impossible to hide this little trick of hers from Li Yuntang. If a man pretends not to know, it is not because she is so favored, but because she has not really touched his bottom line.

What's more, if she thinks about it carefully, even if she takes advantage of Yan Shuirou's weakness to force Li Beicheng to agree to a divorce, it will be of no benefit to her. Although it is impossible for Li Yuntang to like a divorced woman who was once her niece-in-law,

But there are always exceptions to everything, and it would be smarter for her to play it safe and win.

Li Beicheng frowned with a cold expression on his chest. He had indeed never thought of agreeing to the condition of divorce, but facing such a considerate and gentle Yan Shuirou, he seemed so ruthless and unjust.

"Li Beicheng, don't you love Yan Shuirou so much that you don't feel uncomfortable at all watching her suffer for you?" Yan Xiaye's eyes were cold and thin, as if he had seen through him completely.

"Or is this the extent of your so-called love?"

"Xia Ye, it's me who is sorry for you, it has nothing to do with Beicheng."

Yan Shuirou was a good person and would do it to the end. She immediately stopped Yan Xiaye's taunting and gently pulled Beicheng's arm.

His movements were cautious, as if he had already prepared an escape route when he extended his hand, which made people feel unbearable.

This time, Li Beicheng did not refuse. He held Yan Shuirou in his arms and supported most of her weight.

Looking at the scene of the man's love for his concubine without any hesitation, Yan Xiaye secretly sighed at Yan Shuirou's superb acting skills. It was much better than those popular little pinks on TV. If used in the right place, I'm afraid it would even win a gold medal.

Not a problem.

From this point of view, she lost so miserably back then because her skills were inferior to others and she did not lose unjustly.

"Yan Xiaye, don't bully others too much!"

The delicate body in his arms was warm and soft, and Li Beicheng felt compassion. Then he looked at Yan Xiaye, who was indifferent. The contrast between the two was so strong that his eyes suddenly turned red, and he wanted to agree to her conditions.

Isn't it just a divorce? Now it is impossible for Yan Xiaye to own the shares in his hands. What value does a disobedient chess piece and a cruel and ruthless woman have that is worthy of nostalgia?

His thin lips opened. Li Beicheng never knew that the word "agree" would be so difficult to say.

No matter how much he wanted to be emotional, his reason always reminded him coldly that Yan Xiaye wanted to leave a long time ago, and the reason why he still met him was inseparable from the flimsy engagement contract.

If they really got divorced, would Yan Xiaye hide somewhere where he could never be found again in order to get rid of him completely?

Is it possible that he will never have anything to do with her again for the rest of his life, until he dies?

Just imagining this possibility, Li Beicheng's hot blood suddenly went cold. He was in a trance, gritting his teeth and refusing to let go.

Yan Shuirou's heart was hanging in the air. At this moment, it fell heavily. The smile on her lips could no longer be maintained: "Beicheng, let's go."

Li Beicheng took a deep breath, looked straight at the elegant and noble man sitting at the head of the dining table, and said in a hoarse voice: "Uncle, if you promise to let Shui Rou go, I will transfer you one percent of the shares.

This is the highest sincerity I can show. If you don’t agree..."
Chapter completed!