Yan Xiaye really wanted to curse people about such a tangled Li Beicheng.

She seemed to be away from him as if she was away from the plague, and she had no intention of making breakfast for him at all. She looked at him with disgust: "Stop dreaming, I'm afraid I will not be able to resist poisoning the food, and I will still be for you when the time comes.

This kind of person pays his life, and it doesn’t matter if you think about it."

"No, Xiao Xia Ye is so smart!" Yin Baiyan originally planned to throw Li Beicheng out directly, but then he thought that he would let him stay here to make Yan Xia Ye hate it, "Young Master Li, you better not go too far, otherwise don't

I'm blaming me for calling Mr. Li to pick up people."

Speaking of Li Yuntang, Li Beicheng's arrogant and casual attitude was slightly restrained, and his eyes were still fixed on Yan Xiaye.

Immediately afterwards, he felt as if he was suddenly stimulated, and he bounced from the chair and pinched Yan Xiaye's thin shoulders. His voice was so cold that it was daunting: "Yan Xiaye, what are you wearing? You yesterday

Where did you go late?"

As a person who often appears in the Fengyue Field, Li Beicheng almost saw at a glance that Yan Xiaye's clothes were not from the right place. When he got close, he could smell the choking perfume smell, which completely covered the sweet and likable fragrance on her body.

"It has nothing to do with you, let it go!" Yan Xiaye remembered that she forgot to change into her pajamas before going to bed.

Moreover, the clothes were thin, Li Beicheng's big palm was firmly clasped on her shoulders, and the man's hot body temperature was engraved on her slightly cool skin. She was so disgusting that she couldn't describe it, and glared at her with hatred: "I'll let you

Get out, have you heard it?"

"Why, Ye Yan is so poor that you need to go out and sell to make a living?" Li Beicheng didn't care about Yan Xiaye's resistance at all. His big palm was still motionless on her shoulders, and his eyebrows and eyes were cold and angry.

The same was true last time. He had seen how Yan Xiaye represented Ye Yan to deal with those partners, and had also seen those men's unconcealed appreciation gazes.

The jealousy that burst out from his heart was about to burn him to ashes. He was eager to ask the truth about the clothes from her, and he did not feel how hurtful the words were.

"I'll say it again, you don't have the qualification to ask me!" Yan Xiaye frowned in pain, biting his lip and refused to show weakness: "Even if I really go out to sell it, I won't sell it to a beast like you!"

After experiencing so many past events, if Li Beicheng had such a slight guilt, he would not have come to the door to find trouble early in the morning, and would have been in front of Yin Baiyan, whom she respected very much.

The feeling of humiliation suddenly hit her heart. She pushed the man hard and suppressed the strong chest, hoping to push him down from the seventeenth floor.

When Yin Baiyan saw this, she finally couldn't stand it anymore.

He hoped that Li Beicheng would be stupid and make Yan Xia Ye hate him, but it did not mean that he could sit idly by seeing her insulted.

He rushed over and punched Li Beicheng in the face, forcibly separated the two people in the confrontation.

Yin Baiyan knew that he could not beat Li Beicheng at the moment, so he took a lot of trouble to hold him up, showed the brightest smile at Yan Xiaye, and said as if nothing had happened: "Xiao Xiaye, don't you still have a date? I called the security guard to come up.

, leave first and don't mind me."

"Date?" Li Beicheng found that Yin Baiyan, the little white-faced, had probably learned a trick and a half-stage. It was really hard to get rid of him for a while, so he had to stare at Yan Xiaye gloomyly from the air: "You are still my wife now

, Who are you going to date?"

Yan Xiaye was too lazy to pay attention to him, and looked at Yin Baiyan with concern: "Teacher..."

"I'm fine... um." Yin Baiyan's handsome smile could not be maintained, and he signaled Yan Xiaye to leave quickly.

She also knew that Li Beicheng came here to find trouble because of her, so she had to take Yin Baiyan's wallet on the table nearby, pick up a coat from the sofa, and stagger out of the studio.

Taking the elevator to the downstairs, she happened to meet the security guard who was rushing to the studio.

"Miss Yan, what's wrong with you?"

The security captain was amazed. Since Ye Yan's studio was stationed here, they had a good impression of Yan Xiaye, unlike most residents in this building who were arrogant.

Yan Xiaye reluctantly curled the corners of his lips and raised his hand to tidy up the scattered hair next to his cheeks. "Sorry, can you lend me a cell phone?"

Li Yuntang sent her back last night, probably because Li Yuntang forgot and did not hand over her handbag, while her cell phone and wallet were there.

"You use it."

Yan Xiaye took it with both hands, lowered his eyes and quickly called the police: "Hello, my address is... someone entered the house and injured someone, please come here quickly."

She knew that calling the police was not good for the Li family, but if she just ran away like this, what kind of face would she have to see the teacher again?

What's more, this is all caused by Li Beicheng!

Returning the phone back, Yan Xiaye smiled apologetically: "Please trouble you, I'll treat you a few more to dinner some other day."

"It's easy to say, it's all our business."

Seeing that the matter had developed to the point of calling the police, the security guards did not dare to delay and rushed upstairs.

After solving the big problem of Li Beicheng, Yan Xiaye closed her coat, stopped a taxi on the side of the road, and reported the address of the old house.

An hour later, the car stopped at the door of the old house.

The bodyguard rushed over to investigate the matter and quickly opened the car door for Yan Xiaye: "Mrs. Young Madam, you are back."

"Thanks."

Yan Xiaye walked out of the carved iron door in front of him and the luxurious and retro garden building behind the door, and his mood became more complicated.

Once upon a time, she lived here for a long time as Mrs. Li.

later……

Unwilling to recall the past, Yan Xiaye forced herself to calm down and asked softly: "Is Yan Shuirou?"

"I didn't see her going out today, so she should be here." The bodyguard looked embarrassed, and like everyone else, I couldn't figure out what the Li family was planning.

Yan Xiaye was used to this. She didn't need sympathy for others, but she still recognized their kindness.

Pushing open the door, she walked slowly along the gravel road. In the welcoming of the maid butler, she passed by the room she shared with Li Beicheng and returned to the bedroom where she was alone when she was recuperating.

However, even after passing by for such a short time, she still saw through the half-open door clearly the pure white silk nightgown belonging to Yan Shuirou on the big bed.

It seems that even though Li Yanze clearly stated that he would not accept Yan Shuirou's daughter-in-law, Yan Shuirou still relied on Yaer and Mrs. Jiang to support her. If this perseverance was used in other aspects, she might even be reluctant to give up.

After returning to the room and changing his clothes, Yan Xiaye entered the password and opened the safe on the wall, and took out a new batch of potions from it.
Chapter completed!