In the room, Yan Xiaye opened his eyes quietly.

Since she was released from prison, her sleep quality has been very poor. She was frightened last night and could almost be considered a night of sleep.

Li Yuntang's arms were too warm, and the long-lost sense of security was like the best hypnosis pill, which made her have half a day of leisure and finally had a good night's sleep.

When Yan Xiaye woke up, the two were in the rising elevator. She didn't plan to continue pretending to be asleep, but she didn't know how to deal with it. In addition, she was secretly greedy for the man's body temperature, so she was confused and unwilling to do so.

Wake up.

So, later hearing the confrontation between the teacher and the uncle was purely an accident.

The brief conversation made her feel confused. At this moment, she was huddled into the blanket like an ostrich, just wanting to have a moment of peace.

Close your eyes, and there seems to be a man's cold fragrance remaining on your clothes.

She took a deep breath and slowly relaxed. She thought about the unlucky things she was about to face, and fell asleep with a wry smile.

...

In the next few days, perhaps because Yan Xiaye was too concerned about the existence of Li Beicheng's father, Li Yanze, and the remaining leisure time passed by quickly, and the bad news soon arrived as scheduled.

At noon that day, Yan Xiaye stared at the phone with great grudges. The posture was not much different from holding a bomb. Yin Baiyan was amazed: "My chief disciple, your phone is not the latest small apple.

So, how did it mess with you and make you so angry?"

"Probably because it is not smart enough to recognize my mood and automatically block some people's messages."

Yan Xiaye dialed weakly on his phone, showing information from Libeicheng.

"In another three hours, my dad will take a private plane back home and book to land at the Jianghai Xiqiao Airport. I will go to the studio to pick you up on time and dress up well, so don't let my dad down."

Staring at every word on the screen unhappily, Yan Xiaye felt a little regretful about why he agreed to grandma that day. The soft-hearted ended up being that she had to obey Li Beicheng's order, which was even more uncomfortable than killing her.

"Hmm? Could it be that Master Li used his power to suppress others and forced you to do something you didn't want to do?" Yin Baiyan came over with an inexplicable look on his face, and never forgot to attract hatred for Li Yuntang. He Yan Xiaye stood on the united front with a firm stand.

Tsk tsk sighed: "Did you see, it's better for men to be as sunny and cheerful as me. That second master Li never swears all day long. Who knows what he is thinking?"

Yan Xiaye also expressed his approval of this evaluation.

But there is nothing I can do about this. After all, the little uncle is far more than her. He is also a person who does not show his emotions. She overestimates her ability and has a good impression of such a profound man, and she will feel that hesitation is real.

Taken for granted.

Sighing heavily, Yan Xiaye threw his phone aside, leaned softly on the desk, unable to lift his energy: "Teacher, according to your perception, what should I wear when I see an elder for the first time

good?"

"See elder?" Yin Baiyan touched the tip of his nose and said thoughtfully: "Of course it is more solemn and dignified. With the necklace designed for you by the master last month, it will ensure that it is foolproof... Slowly, this

The so-called elders, should they have anything to do with Libeicheng?"

"Awesome!" Yan Xiaye gave a thumbs up and said absent-mindedly: "I hope Li Yanze is a good match. I can also take the opportunity to talk about the divorce from Li Beicheng. Anyway, Shen Aili has been annoyed by me for a long time, as long as Li Yanze doesn't

Oppose it, maybe a divorce can be smooth."

Yin Baiyan's eyes lit up. He wanted Yan Xiaye to recover from his freedom as soon as possible. He immediately enthusiastically brought paper and pen to Yan Xiaye to write down her measurements on it, and smiled proudly: "You were in the press conference a few days ago.

Remember, I formed a deep friendship with a fashion designer in Jianghai. Don’t worry, the dress is covered by me. I will let him hurry up and make it better and send it to me as soon as possible.”

...

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Yan Xiaye was desperately wearing a valuable long dress, and reluctantly went downstairs in the serial killer CALL in Libei City, and met the man in the underground parking lot.

Even though her expression is not vivid and lively, this dress just highlights her delicate skin like white porcelain, with elegant and quiet temperament, complementing her beautiful little face, and her eyes are drooping proudly and independent, teasing

The desire for conquest in a man's bones is extremely tempting.

In addition, it makes people feel expensive at first glance.

"... Not bad, it's very suitable for you." Li Beicheng's eyes were cleared in his throat on the gem blue lotus sports car, and a mass of heat rose from his throat.

These days, he had never been close to Yan Shuirou's body, and it was not until now that he realized that he was not cold at all, nor did he suddenly suffer from some hidden disease.

But before he knew it, Yan Xiaye had already become a heart-wrenching problem for him, and he had already had to do with her.

Yan Xiaye gave him an angrily glance, opened the passenger's door without saying a word, and sat with the driver with his skirt.

"Mrs. Young Madam, you are..." The driver was flattered and looked at the rearview mirror like asking for help, hoping for some instructions from his young master.

However, Li Beicheng had enough of the endless cold war with Yan Xiaye. This time, he just snorted coldly and let her go, "Drive."

Yan Xiaye breathed a sigh of relief. In order to avoid any form of communication with Li Beicheng, he tilted his head and looked outside all the way, pretending to be focused and not want to be disturbed.

Li Beicheng also allowed her, but his hot and deep eyes remained close to her for a moment. The black pupils that locked her figure were strong and domineering, as if he was secretly planning how to remove her and eat her into her stomach.

The scenery outside the car window has changed several times. I don’t know how long it took, and the noise from the plane took off and landed came to my ears.

Yan Xiaye's fingers on his knees were tightened, and he smirked with a hypocritical smirk at the right time, and he didn't have to wait for the driver, so he had to open the car door and walk down by himself.

"Yan Xiaye." At this time, Li Beicheng called her from behind: "My father is easy to get along with, you don't have to worry."

What is this?

Promote something? Or take care of it?

A mocking smile appeared on the corner of his lips, Yan Xiaye kept moving, and with the intention of dying early and rebirth early, he tried to calmly walk towards the apron not far away.

There, the old lady was rarely out with the help of a maid. She was smiling and talking to the cute-dressed Yaer. Even Shen Aili changed into very feminine clothes, which clearly showed her importance to her husband.

Yan Xiaye saw it and felt a little heavier.

Anyway, the old lady is Li Yanze’s stepmother.
Chapter completed!