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What can he do for her?

"What do you want me to do?"

After a while, Yan Er changed his seat in a complicated mood, took a sip of the red liquid in the cup, and looked at Yan Xiaye's expression and could not hide his bitterness.

He found that he really lost to this woman. Even though he knew that he could not have her and knew that she was using him, he just wanted to fulfill and indulge.

He had almost never done anything to him. She took his first time so easily, and she looked self-deprecating and calm, forcing him to give in: "

Or, what can I do for you?"

"Yan Er, you and Li Beicheng have been friends for so many years. He will definitely not hide his worries from you." Yan Xiaye got what he wanted, laughed like a fox who had only stole things, and took the initiative to raise his wine glass and touched the man lightly.

Here: "He will send someone to investigate the past. I need you to help me interfere with it and make up a few credible fake news to divert his attention. In short, delay his progress and must not let him be with me.

Before, I found Huang Qian."

This requirement was even more serious than he thought, which made Yan Er think about it and sighed bitterly: "Bastard woman, what you are talking about is easy. Do you know what you are talking about?"

Anyway, his friendship with Li Beicheng over the years is not fake.

If Yan Xiaye was removed, he would have thought that their friendship could develop harmoniously and last forever.

"Can't it be done?"

"It's not a question of whether it can be done - this is betrayal." Yan Er's cynical smile disappeared, and his deep pupils stared at Yan Xiaye's eyes: "Indeed, the intelligence network of the two of us is in many ways.

They are all complementary, not only because we have the same interests, but also because I and him trust each other."

Yan Xiaye didn't think about this matter so complicatedly. He couldn't help but be more cautious now, secretly measuring whether her request was really too much.

Yan Er looked helplessly at her confused appearance, and drank the remaining wine in the glass with a dry throat. He played with the crystal clear wine glass and said in a deep voice: "But once I did this for you, it will be revealed.

Sooner or later, my relationship with Beicheng will be over."

"I'm sorry, I don't know it will be so serious." Yan Xiaye recognized the interests and apologized calmly: "Forget it, I will think of other ways. You just need to keep the conversation secret today."

Yan Er was surprised by her concessions, "You have any other ways besides me?"

"perhaps……"

"You better not tell me, your solution is to ask Mr. Li to take action." The man blinked and analyzed for her with great certainty: "I don't know what you think of Beicheng, but he is not a brainless person.

What a fool, once you find that Li Erye intervenes to stop him from investigating, what is the difference between this and indirectly confirming his guess? In comparison, it may be faster than finding Huang Qian."

"No, I'm not that stupid." Yan Xiaye's lips twitched, raised his eyes and met Yan Er's concerned but unaware of his eyes, and finally decided to reveal some information to him: "I'm planning to let his love

If an accident occurs, he will naturally be overwhelmed and have no time to send someone to verify... How long can he delay it?"

She has already experienced how difficult it is to investigate Huang Qian’s whereabouts.

Although Li Beicheng is not short of money and can hire countless private detectives to search in three groups, he still needs to do it himself and cannot use it to others.

"Love?" Yan Er was amused by her adjective, stretched out his arms and picked up the bottle, poured himself a full glass again, and laughed out loud: "Are you Secretary Talking about?"

Yan Xiaye couldn't imagine anything ridiculous about this. Wei Ru chewed wax and ate a lot of green vegetables. He nodded calmly: "Well, his Secretary Yan had messed with me. I waited for a long time and finally saw it.

The dawn of revenge is coming.”

"Okay, this is indeed a solution." Yan Er rolled his eyes and raised his cup with a slutty smile: "I wish you success first. If you fail unfortunately, you can contact me again. I will consider whether to help you.

.”

It was not in vain to get Yan Er's promise.

Yan Xiaye calmly clinked his glasses with him and drank the remaining red wine in one go.

...

At about six o'clock, Yan Xiaye returned to the hospital on time as she promised.

The afterglow of the sunset spread throughout the corridor and gently fell on the ends of her hair and shoulders.

Thinking about whether Yan Shuirou would get out of the way, she took a few deep breaths at the door of the ward before carefully pushing the door and walking in.

The ward was deserted, and it seemed that Yan Shuirou had been away for a long time.

Yan Xiaye walked to the bed with a light footsteps and saw Yan's mother lying with her back to her, perhaps already asleep.

Turning around and sitting down on the sofa beside her, she didn't understand how to get along with a mother who hated her, so she had to treat this silence as another kind of warmth and enjoy the time she was getting close to her mother.

I don't know how long it took, but she opened her eyes in a daze and saw Yan Jiu holding a large exaggerated food box, gently calling her name: "Miss Xia Ye? Second Master asked me to give it to you.

Send dinner.”

The size of the food box scared her to wake up immediately and said speechlessly: "I've eaten..."

Yan Jiu laughed: "Don't be polite, the second master said you are too thin and you need to take good care of yourself."

Yan Xiaye's cheeks flushed. He remembered the man's unintentional complaint in the afternoon, so he got up and followed Yan Jiu to the outside of the ward.

Sitting on the sofa in the corridor, Yan Jiu disassembled the food box as if he was playing tricks. The fragrant smell filled the entire corridor in the blink of an eye.

Without looking closely, I also know that they are all Yan Xiaye’s favorite ingredients.

"The second master is a little busy. He planned to see you in person, but unfortunately he had other itineraries temporarily, so he could only send me to deliver it to you." Pour the prepared sauce into the exquisite bone plate, Yan Jiu

I picked up a shrimp dumpling for Yan Xia Ye and enthusiastically advised her: "Try it, the second master said you like to eat the one in Chengdong. The driver went to queue for a long time to buy it."

Yan Xiaye lowered her eyes and looked at the cute and crystal-clear dumplings on the plate. She didn't even remember when she told Li Yuntang about her preference for shrimp dumplings, and her heart trembled slightly.

In fact, there is no need for Yan Jiu to explain. As Li Yuntang's right-hand man, his status in Jianghai is really not low.

The reason why such a simple reason for delivering food is enough to prove that Xia Ye is very important in Li Yuntang's heart.

"By the way, the second master is afraid that it will be inconvenient for you to take care of Mrs. Yan alone. There will be servants sent by the old house later. Just tell her to call me any time if you have any questions. Don't exhaust yourself." (Unfinished)
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