Yan Xiaye forced himself to hold his lips and stood up to look at the corridor in front of him: "Sorry, can you take me back to the ward? I want to be alone."

The nurse's regretful expression was still impeccable, "Of course, please come with me."

Back at the ward, Yan Xiaye moved the sofa to the window by himself and sat in the unpredictable clouds in the sky.

She knew that the success rate of matching was not high, but she was always reluctant to admit it.

But since there was a result, she had to meet her mother again, at least prove that she had worked hard.

Just as she was immersed in her own world, behind her, the door was kicked open with a slam.

Yan Xiaye was shocked and subconsciously turned around with the loud noise. What caught his eye was Li Beicheng's angry and crazy expression and bloodshot eyes.

"What are you doing..."

Before she could express her last word, a man's palm suddenly appeared on her slender neck. She tightened her fingers and pressed her breathing hard. The force was so strong that she could hear the clatter of her throat.

The man with scarlet eyes leaned down and leaned over to the woman in the hospital gown. His eyes seemed to be as unfamiliar as if he had known her for the first time. He squeezed out the small words from his teeth: "Yan Xia Ye, where did you hide my child?"

Go!"

The moment he finished speaking, Yan Xiaye paused to pull the man's arm, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

What kid, what is he saying?

"Ha, why, I didn't expect I would know?" Li Beicheng stared at her every move coldly, not letting go of any of her subtle expressions, and saw the answer he wanted from it. The force in his hand became heavier

A little bit, he growled in a hoarse voice: "Tell me, where is my child?"

As the oxygen in the body gradually became thinner, Yan Xiaye was soft and unable to exert his strength. Only those black and white eyes were filled with a huge hatred, looking straight into the man's eyes without evasation, stuttering his lips.

Qi Yin replied: "Didn't you die long ago? You killed it with your own hands? Is Yan Shuirou's gentle hometown so charming that you forget so quickly?"

As she said that, she seemed to recall something funny, her slender shoulders trembled, and she laughed intermittently and said, "It's so good to die. After all, I would rather die than be the second Yan Shuirou, give birth to you."

This kind of beastly child!”

"Yan Xiaye, don't force me!" Li Beicheng's fingers pinching the woman's neck tightened inch by inch. For a moment, he really wanted to kill her directly.

These years have passed, and he has always felt guilty about the child who died before he was born.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that since Yan Xiaye was released from prison, he could never really make up for her. Even if he rationally only treated her as a pawn to inherit the Li family, he was a little sincere, even he did it himself.

Not clear.

Not long ago, he was planning how to get Yan Xiaye to get pregnant with his child again, not only to make up for his past mistakes, but also to start over with him and her - until he learned that the one should have been

The child who died five years ago still lives in this world, in a corner he didn't know!

How much she hated him, she was able to make up her mind to entrust their newborn child to an outsider, and she would not even mention it after being released from prison!

At this moment, he finally learned the truth of that year. The guilt over the years was caused by Yan Xiaye's revenge and deception. How could he withstand such stimulation?

Yan Xiaye smiled but said nothing, staring at Li Beicheng's crazy look with mockery.

Not to mention that Li Beicheng is indeed not her son's father in the physiological sense, even she will never admit it.

The cool autumn breeze blew across the floor-to-ceiling curtains, and in the silent ward, the two of them remained motionless.

As time lengthened every minute, her pink eyes were filled with tears that could not be controlled. Her slender fingertips pushed the man's arm weakly, and her vision gradually blurred.

Could she really die so much at the hands of Li Beicheng?

Not willing to give up. She hasn't seen her child yet, and hasn't treated her uncle yet...

The consciousness was like a kite with a broken string. Before her vision was completely dark, she vaguely heard a slightly smiling voice.

"Hey, what are you playing? Is it okay if I am the one?"

...

I don’t know how long it took, but Yan Xiaye suddenly opened his eyes.

There was still a tearing pain in the neck. Qin Yan's iconic handsome face was tying the corner of his lips and greeted her: "Luckily, I came in time, otherwise you would be dead."

"You..." Before Yan Xiaye could recover from the thrill of nearly dying, hesitated to look at the extra bouquets on the bedside table, and vaguely understood why Qin Yan appeared here.

The memories before the coma slowly revived, and she swallowed her saliva in fear and hated her powerlessness at that time.

He was right. If he hadn't happened to visit him, she would have probably died at the hands of Li Beicheng...

"Where are others?"

Qin Yan slightly leaned back, pointed to Yan Xiaye's visual dead corner just now, and said carelessly: "Here, lying there as a caterpillar, what should I do? If you want to ask me to deal with him...

It’s not bad, but you promise to be my fiancée immediately. You have to say to Mr. Li first, don’t cause trouble for the Qin family because of this kid, how about it?”

On the floor near the window, Li Beicheng was tied up with bed sheets and threw them there. He stuffed his mouth with towels specially provided by the hospital. His expensive and decent suits were crumpled into a mess, and he was so embarrassed that he was climbing up from a sewer.

, his eyes stared at the two figures sitting and lying on the bed.

"Um, umm!"

Li Beicheng is considered to be a sharp move among all the second generation ancestors, but compared to professionals like Qin Yan, they are naturally incomparable.

The moment Yan Xiaye saw the man, the emotions that had survived the disaster in his eyes quickly settled down, replaced by indescribable pain and hatred.

"So, we just tied him up like that and didn't care?" Qin Yan looked at Li Beicheng with great interest, and couldn't figure out what Yan Xiaye did to make Li Shaoqi, the legendary gentlemanly considerate, look like this:

"He looked at you as if he was about to eat you. What did you do to be sorry for him? Is it related to Mr. Li?"

In the early morning, Erye Li took the bodyguard to find someone in person, not everyone can afford this honor.

Although Li Erye's behavior was quite ordinary at that time and could not see any sincere affair, if he simply treated Yan Xiaye as his former niece-in-law, there were probably few people who would be so stupid that they believed it.
Chapter completed!