"Is that right?" She raised her chin slightly, and her gaze pierced into his heart like a needle: "If everything I do is just a humiliation, after all, it is my own business, why should you be so angry?

”

Yes, it's just a mere Yan Xiaye...a woman he doesn't love. Why did he get angry like this?

Yes, as long as she is still his wife for a day, no man can tolerate his own woman and be happy in the arms of other men.

He could not bear to see her lower eyes and smile at other men. Thinking about it carefully, it was just a matter of possessiveness.

After thinking about this clearly, Li Beicheng felt much calmer.

However, his calmness did not last for a few seconds, and was easily broken by Yan Xiaye's next sentence: "By the way, if you still let Yan Shuirou be my boss, then I promise to do this today's thing,

It will appear a second time.”

The second time?!

Yan Xiaye once again started to deal with several men with blurred faces charmingly, and Li Beicheng almost cut off her wrist!

The pain was sharp and bone-wrenching, making Yan Xiaye almost unable to keep the mocking and crazy smile on his face.

"Okay!" Li Beicheng realized what he had done, let go of his shackles against Yan Xiaye little by little, staring at the purple finger marks on her wrist: "From tomorrow, you will be responsible for me directly, Shui Rou

It's no longer your boss."

Finally, he heard her final goal from him. Yan Xiaye's tense heartstrings relaxed, and he was so tired that he was about to lose his energy.

If you continue to stay under Yan Shuirou, you don’t have to mention how Yan Shuirou will do what she will do.

The most important thing is that she doesn't know when to come into contact with those dusty files, which is what she really wants.

He took a breath against the cold wall, and Yan Xiaye softened his tone at the right time: "Is there anything else? If not, I will go back to the old house first. Grandma said she likes to eat the sweet cakes I made."

"...You can see that you have a way of pleasing your elders." Li Beicheng still did not move away from her, and looked at her with his eyes down and said: "You don't know that pleasing your husband will be more useful than pleasing others.

Is it?"

"Maybe." Yan Xiaye looked back at him calmly, and his tone was so calm that he couldn't hear his joy and anger: "It's a pity that you only love Yan Shuirou. He never wanted to be my husband, and I didn't care anymore."

When she almost couldn't stand her five years in prison, she wanted to peel and remove her bones and crush her bones together, crushing her bones and extinguishing her ashes.

But five years later, she came out of prison alive and had long lost the ability to love and had no strength to hate.

If the passionate scene of Li Beicheng and Yan Shuirou's conference room stimulated her, she would probably remain indifferent to saying more nonsense to him.

Her tone was so calm, but Li Beicheng was shocked by this simple sentence.

He looked down at her numb eyes with tears, and suddenly felt shocked and suspicious.

There is no doubt that even if Yan Xiaye is unwilling to admit it now, he at least hates him deeply.

But one day, she couldn't even feel angry with him...

At that time, what was he in her heart?

...

Back at the old house, Yan Xiaye first tidied up his clothes in the garden, then blinked his red eyes, trying not to see that it was too big, and then walked along the entrance to the living room.

Inadvertently, the crisp sound of the little cloud came to his ears from a distance and near: "Ya'er, how could you do this!"

Yan Xiaye stopped and subconsciously walked towards the source of the sound.

In the spacious and bright kitchen, Xiao Yunduo frowned in a tangled manner and pointed at the steaming soup pot not far away: "You spit in Yanyan's soup, even if Brother Beicheng knows, he will definitely criticize it.

you."

"Who wants you to meddle in other people's business?" Ya'er was a little shorter than Xiao Yunduo in height, but she was very arrogant. She glared at her big eyes fiercely: "Also, I did nothing, you were thrown away by mommy.

The guy has no right to talk to me!"

Hearing this, Yan Xiaye frowned and accelerated his pace, and pushed open the door of the kitchen.

Xiao Yunduo's cheeks were red with anger, her fists trembled and hung beside her side, biting her lips and said angrily: "Shut up, if you weren't a girl, I would have beaten you long ago!"

"Come on, come on, if you dare to touch one of my fingers, I will tell my great-grandmother that you bullied me!"

With his head raised, he leaned over to Xiao Yunduo, Ya'er smiled proudly on her face: "I tell you, when my great-grandmother dies soon, I will be the highest-ranking woman in the Li family. Then the first one will not allow you to come to the door.

.”

"Grandma is so nice to you, you..."

Xiao Yunduo said in a half indignation, and opened his eyes wide in surprise and looked behind Yaer: "Yanyan?"

Yan Xiaye didn't have time to look at him, and suppressed his anger and walked towards Ya'er.

While the girl turned around, she gave her a small slap that was not too light and heavy, and said expressionlessly: "It doesn't matter why you treat me, but I don't allow you to be rude to Xiao Yunduo, and I won't allow you to curse your grandma.

.”

Ya'er has grown up so old that she has been beating all day long because of her love.

She was stunned for a moment, and the next second she jumped up like a furious lion.

He grabbed Yan Xiaye and hit her hand, showing his white teeth and biting it!

This bite was merciless. Through the thin summer clothes, the red blood immediately soaked the fabric and ticked it onto the ground.

Yan Xiaye groaned, almost hearing the sound of his flesh and blood separation, and he pushed it gently unconsciously.

At the same time, Xiao Yunduo also grabbed Ya'er's shoulder and tried hard, feeling sorry for Yan Xiaye's injury: "You are a dog? Let go of Yanyan!"

Under the dual effect of force, even if Ya'er bit her teeth, she was pushed out about half a meter away, and fell to the ground with blood from her mouth.

Xiao Yunduo didn't care about Ya'er's hypocritical behavior and rushed forward and gently lifted Yan Xiaye's sleeve.

The old wounds on the snow-white and slender arm have not healed, and the purple that Li Beicheng pinched out when he lost his composure and the new bloody teeth marks are so miserable that it is unbearable to see.

Xiao Yunduo closed her eyes and gasped for her in pain: "Yanyan, you can bear it first, I'll call the doctor now!"

After saying that, he ran out with red eyes and ran into the maid who rushed over after hearing Ya'er screaming: "Young Master, you are..."

"Yanyan is injured, go and find a doctor."
Chapter completed!