"...You owe a lot of money outside during this period, right? Or are you cheating under the guise of the Li family?" Yan Xiaye was not angry at Yan Jianguo's provocation, and a cold light of reason flashed in his eyes, and he said word by word.

: "You probably expect Yan Shuirou to help you repay, but she has been unable to take care of herself recently. Can she still get money from Li Beicheng for you to squander it?"

Compared to her, perhaps because Yan Shuirou has always played a role that is highly favored by her parents, she also has a very thorough understanding of her parents' character.

In the past, she didn't mind paying off her debts for Yan Jianguo, but Yan Shuirou might not think so.

Thinking about it now, of course she was unwilling to support Yan Jianguo's endless bet, but she subconsciously wanted to use money to please her parents, which was just such a sad reason.

Sure enough, when he mentioned money, Yan Jianguo's attitude softened immediately and asked in a bad voice: "How much can you... take out?"

"It seems that I have lost a lot these days? No wonder, my mother is still lying in the hospital, and no one can control you." Yan Xiaye chuckled in a low voice, and looked at Qin Yan with a slight regret.

He saw such a shameful side and said depressedly: "Ten thousand yuan."

"Ten thousand? What are you kidding!" Yan Jianguo's roaring voice was so loud that he could even hear it outside his phone, "Yan Xiaye, do you treat me as a beggar? I'm your father, so I'll give it ten thousand to send it to you.

Me? Are you worthy of being my daughter too?"

Upon raising his eyebrows and listening to the series of questions, Yan Xiaye used to rub his forehead and replied slowly: "There is only ten thousand, no love comes."

"It's impossible to have ten thousand, at least one hundred thousand..."

"Have you forgotten that your good daughter Yan Shuirou is the future Mrs. Li? I have moved out of the Li family long ago, so how can I give you extra money?" Yan Xia interrupted the clamor of Jianguo.

Ye calmly replied to the last sentence: "Whether love comes or not, I will leave to the hospital later. If I can't see you when I arrive, just pretend I haven't said it. Of course, I won't give you 10,000 yuan."

After saying that, she hung up her phone without waiting for Yan Jianguo to curse again.

On the side, Qin Yan tsk his tongue and sighed with a subtle expression: "Although I heard that you have a bad relationship with your family, this is really..."

Yan Xiaye sighed helplessly and lowered his eyes to stare at the phone in his palm.

A few seconds later, the ringtone rang and Yan Jianguo's number was displayed on the screen.

She slid her fingertips and hung up. This time she finally breathed a sigh of relief. She got up and put her phone back in her bag, "Let's go, don't let Mr. Qin wait for a long time."

"Go now?" Qin Yan frowned: "Don't you don't want your adoptive father to meet your mother alone?"

"Yes, don't worry, I won't meet alone."

Yan Xiaye walked past him and pushed open the door with his hand. Qingmei's side face inadvertently showed a lonely look: "Even for ten thousand yuan, he will appear on time."

Qin Yan stared at her straight and slender back, and felt a little unhappy in the soft corner in his heart.

I never thought that Yan Xiaye's father was such a shameless man, but it was because the other party was greedy and shameless that it was easier to master it.

"etc."

Seeing Yan Xiaye leaving the room, the man subconsciously spoke: "If you care a lot, I can make him your ideal father." Even if it's just acting.

"No need, thank you." Yan Xiaye stopped and looked back at him in surprise.

The man's tall and slender figure is reflected in her clear and distinct pupils, and she has an intoxicating illusion of concentration.

She sighed exhausted and expressed her gratitude softly: "I know you can do it, but I don't want that."

Standing here today, she has experienced too many painful past events, and it is no longer the same as before.

In the past, she would probably really agree to Qin Yan's help, but for now, she no longer needs hypocritical feelings - whether it is family affection or love.

Qin Yan seemed to be attracted by her beautiful eyes, stared at her silent for two seconds, and opened his thin lips gently and whispered: "Yan Xiaye, sometimes it's nothing wrong with being confused at all."

This sentence actually makes some sense, but it reminds her of five years ago, when she witnessed the betrayal of her sister and husband in the hospital, and she was helpless.

Coldness oozed out from her pupils, she turned around and walked forward, and the lingering sound of the words slowly drifted in the air: "Maybe you are right, but I don't want to be confused anymore."

...

An hour later, Mr. Qin's convoy gathered outside the main gate, and the bodyguards each performed their duties to monitor the surroundings until the main owner they protected arrived late.

"Old Qin, my parents are both ordinary people, you don't have to bring such expensive gifts."

Outside the carved iron gate, Yan Xiaye looked at the middle-aged housekeeper holding a gift instead of Mr. Qin. Although she didn't know what was in the box, Mr. Qin's value was here, so the gift was necessary.

Ordinary people are much more precious.

Mr. Qin waited for a few days without moving, and finally waited for this moment. He waved his hand in a good mood: "It's nothing, a gadget that is not worth mentioning. It happens to be in a good market recently. If your parents don't like it,

It's also very convenient to exchange for money."

Yan Xiaye opened her eyes wide and didn't want to accept it even more. She thought about what to say and refused.

However, before she could speak again, Qin Yan hinted at her hand, with a very pleasing and gentle smile on his face: "Don't be polite to the adoptive father's wishes."

Yan Xiaye was not used to Qin Yan's harmless appearance, so he nodded with a stiff face: "Thank you, Mr. Qin."

"You're welcome, it's getting late, get in the car."

Mr. Qin took the lead in the lengthening Lincoln, followed by Yan Xiaye and Qin Yan.

An hour and a half later, the hospital building where Yan's mother was located appeared within sight.

Entering the hospital hall, Yan Xiaye followed behind without saying a word, feeling complicated and wanted to escape on the spot, minimizing his presence as much as possible.

The last time she came here was a week ago.

The performance of Yan's mother completely disappointed her. She then had a fever and had a sick life for several days, and she owed Tao Jingxi a big and small favor.

Since that day, she has tried to come to visit her several times when she pretended nothing happened, but in the end she still couldn't get through her own obstacles.

In the corridor, Tao Jingxi rarely wore a doctor's outfit, rubbed his thumb with glasses that slid onto the bridge of his nose. He first glanced at Mr. Qin walking in front of him quietly, and then stopped Yan Xia with a calm look on his face.

Ye: "Miss Yan, what a coincidence, we met again."

Yan Xiaye was originally looking down and thinking about his own thoughts. When he heard a familiar voice, he looked up and then was stunned: "Ah, this is the first time I have seen you dress like this."

"To some extent, psychologists cannot be considered professional doctors, and there is nothing we can do about it." Tao Jingxi's expression was cold as usual, and he quickly thought about the reason why Yan Xiaye would appear with Mr. Qin, and then he thought of Mr. Qin.

Mr.'s recent situation...

In the blink of an eye, Tao Jingxi figured out some possible relationship between the two and suddenly realized it and pursed her lips.

Although he deliberately advised Mr. Qin to face his heart, he did not expect that his inner demon would look like Yan Xiaye, which was an unexpected surprise.

After a pause, he looked at her meaningfully and said, "Speaking of this, I remember that you have a bad relationship with your parents. Wouldn't you be stressed when you meet this time?"

Yan Xiaye was speechless and curled her lips with far-fetched expression: "Since you know, don't ask me questions that are so difficult to answer."

"Sorry, I just think you need psychological counseling." Tao Jingxi looked at her with great interest and suddenly asked: "Do you have any elders in your family who look very similar to you? The age may be similar to your parents, of course,

I mean a woman.”

Yan Xiaye didn't understand why he asked this, so he shook his head honestly: "No... Actually, the situation in my family is a bit complicated, and I broke off contact with my relatives very early. Why, what did you see look like me?

Is it a woman?"

Tao Jingxi rarely raised the corners of her lips and pondered deeply: "Well...who knows."

Yan Xiaye blinked inexplicably, but could not understand the meaning of Tao Jingxi's words, "Forget it, I'll leave first."

I unilaterally bid farewell to Tao Jingxi, and a second before I walked into the elevator, I could still feel the man's playful gaze that seemed to fall on her.

She stretched out her finger and pressed the floor button. She subconsciously tried to delay not wanting to meet Yan's mother, but she couldn't let Mr. Qin wait for her for too long.

In front of the ward, Qin Yan waited with Mr. Qin for about five minutes before seeing Yan Xiaye following him with a pale face.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Qin Yan stepped forward with long legs, glanced at her lifeless little face with complicated eyes, and whispered in her ear with some unbearable feelings: "Or you go and rest,

I will explain it to Aunt Yan for you."

"How can that be done?" Yan Xiaye had a severe headache and forced a smile to reject Qin Yan's very attractive suggestion.

She estimated that the purpose of Mr. Qin coming here was probably to see if she was innocent. After all, with Mr. Qin's status and identity, there would be no common topics with ordinary citizens like the Yan family's parents.

It's a formality.

Taking a deep breath, she smiled apologetically at Mr. Qin, calmed down and pushed open the light pink door of the ward.

In the ward, Yan Jianguo didn't know how long he had been waiting, and he was holding a cigarette in his mouth, without even caring about Yan's mother's body.

As soon as he saw Yan Xiaye's figure, he immediately took out the posture of an elder and stared at Yan Xiaye with disgust and disgust. His eyes were covered with red bloodshots after staying up all night. He shouted in a scary way: "You dead girl still knows it."
Chapter completed!