Just when Yan Jiu thought he nodded properly and wanted to retire, a sharp light suddenly flashed in the room, brushing Li Beicheng's arm at the speed of lightning, and the sound of tearing high-end fabrics clear.

Clear.

In the blink of an eye, the cold light flashed in a flash, bringing out a series of red blood, frozen on the scene where Qin Jing was constantly breathing while twisting his face.

Oops!

"Hiss..." Li Beicheng pressed his arm and took a breath of air conditioning. A handsome face was full of evil spirits. He raised his legs and kicked Qin Jingyi, who could not beat him, so he could not beat him.

Fortunately, the useless young master of the Qin family is famous. If he hadn't been alert enough just now, the knife was stabbed into his lower abdomen and would have almost seriously injured him to death on the spot.

At this moment, the person in charge of the club arrived with people. When he saw Qin Jing holding a cold dagger in one hand, he kept dripping blood from the blade. Then he looked at the extremely gloomy city of Libei.

With his expression, there is no way to tell what happened.

So, what does this mean? Li Shaochong was angry as his ex-wife and fought with Qin Shao without hesitation?

He can't even care who they want and who they can't get, but can they stay away from his territory?

Boss Xu rushed into the room immediately and ordered his subordinates to separate two men who fought with each other at the same time when they were disagreeing, and sighed loudly.

The people who followed him judged the situation and quickly called the doctors prepared by the club.

Boss Xu was left with embarrassment, but he did not dare to touch the bad heads of the two young masters, so he had to turn his eyes to Yan Xiaye, who was standing aside with a bad face, and said tentatively: "Madam Li, look,

…”

The familiar name called her back, and Yan Xiaye's eyes were taken back from the wound on Li Beicheng's arm, and there was no fluctuation in his expression.

She was also an injured person. Judging from the extent of bleeding, the knife probably only slashed slightly. Although the injury was not very serious, it was not considered a minor injury.

It was almost this time that she felt a burst of pain in her chest.

I calmed down and took a breath. The long-lost oxygen entered my body, quickly relieving the pain and helplessness.

She was sure that Li Beicheng's injury could not die. She lowered her eyes expressionlessly and replied in a very light tone: "I am no longer Mrs. Li."

Boss Xu was so anxious that he cried out, begging for mercy and looked at her beautiful and ruthless face, "Miss Yan, please don't ask me questions. Today, this matter has come to this point. What should I do? I have to listen to what you mean.

.”

"Boss Xu, are you saying this to the Qin family?" Qin Jingyi's bodyguard finally realized their dereliction of duty at this moment. He stood up with a lot of eyes and took out the name of the Qin family to suppress others:

"You also saw that our young master was having a good time in the room. He, Young Master Li, broke in without saying anything. At most, our young master is self-protection. Why? Do you still want to call the police?"

"Don't dare, don't dare, please calm down, please calm down." Boss Xu's face turned pale with anxiety. He looked at Qin Jingyi, who was sitting on the ground with a violent expression. He was so scared that he shivered again, so he had to turn his eyes and look at Buyan with a look.

Li Beicheng said silently: "Your Master Li, you and Mr. Qin are both big names. I can't afford to offend either of you. What should I do next? Let's talk about the rules, and I will listen to you no matter what."

Li Beicheng's deep eyes were thorny and fell on Yan Xiaye, who seemed to be unrelated to him.

After so much past, he never imagined that she would rush over and sobbing and worry about him, but this almost ignorant attitude still made him feel very uncomfortable. He simply didn't even care about the wound and just let the blood follow him.

The arms slid from their fingertips tickly.

"Yan Xia Ye, have dinner with me."

As soon as he said this, everyone, including Qin Jingyi, did not react.

Only Yan Xiaye's expression remained unchanged, frowned and glanced at Li Beicheng, and refused concisely: "No."

"Do you think I'm asking for your opinion?" Li Beicheng felt heartbroken to a certain extent, but instead raised a handsome smile as if he was abused.

The gentle mask of the noble prince Jiang Hai appeared on his face again, as if the man who was still fierce a few minutes ago was not him at all.

Even though the hair scattered on his forehead was soaked with cold sweat due to the pain, it looked a little more embarrassing than usual, but the charm of his men was not reduced at all, which could easily make most women confused.

It’s a pity that Yan Xiaye is not included among those women.

"Libeicheng, I have nothing to say to you, and I don't plan to have dinner with you." Cold and bingbing denies the man again. Yan Xiaye's eyes caught the doctor in the permanent club and immediately stepped forward.

He started to give way: "Doctor, come here, I'm leaving."

The doctor nodded quickly and rushed in with the medicine box in his arms, but before he could occupy Yan Xiaye's seat, his patient had turned his back to him and blocked him straight in front of Yan Xiaye.

"Yan Er, call the police." A meaningful curve was raised on the corner of his thin lips. Li Beicheng said in a deep voice to Yan Er, who looked worried a few meters away: "It's good to say it truthfully. In short, it's not fake that my injury is injured, Young Master Qin

I was attacked in public. Everyone present was witnessed. I dare not say that I was sentenced, and it would be fine if I detained for a few days."

Yan Er glanced subtly at Yan Xiaye, who was forced to stop, and took out his cell phone to prepare to do what Li Beicheng said.

However, before he could press the second number, he took away his cell phone with one hand. When he looked back, he found that it was Qin Jingyi's bodyguard.

"Mr. Li, you!"

The man held Yan Er's cell phone and smashed it, and kept holding it in a very awkward posture. He couldn't help but say soft words to Li Beicheng: "We, Mr. Qin, are often in common with you, even if we talk about it.

If you don’t have friends, it’s not considered a lack of friendship. Everyone is a person in the same circle. No matter how fierce the fuss is, it’s a matter in the circle. Why bother making trouble? Let outsiders make jokes?"

Listening to his subordinates' pleading, Qin Jingyi really wanted to jump up and then give Li Beicheng a knife.

But at this moment, he sat on the ground calmed down for a long time, reluctantly realizing that the current situation was quite unfavorable to him.

Although he is the old man's only son, the old man has always complained about his abilities, otherwise he would not have forced him and Bai Hanyan to get married as soon as possible.

The troubles caused by Yan Xiaye last time have made the old man very angry. He was really worried that the position of the heir would be out of stock in such a short time.

But even so, he still didn't even think about it if he asked Li Beicheng to ask for peace!

"I am a victim. Even if outsiders look at jokes, they can't see me." Li Beicheng's eyes were unfamiliar with Yan Xiaye, and he lowered his eyes and looked down at her unrestful little face, smiling like a self-deprecating smile.

: "Unless, Yan Xia Ye, you accompany me to have supper, as long as I feel good, maybe I can be a lot of adults, and maybe I forget this unhappiness."

When the bodyguards heard the crowd's affection, they turned their heads and looked at the silent woman, hoping to agree to her immediately.

Xia Ye still had no reaction, but he didn't try to leave again, just lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Li Beicheng was not angry, and he had a rare patience. He added slowly: "The Li family is no worse than the Qin family. You can have a meal with me, and I won't call the police. I'll consider you selling Qin Jing one by one, or,

Do you want to see me make this big? At that time, no matter what you want to ask Qin Jingyi, it is probably impossible."

People like Li Beicheng are born to be synonymous with loving and selfishness.

Yan Xiaye is really the number one person who can make him feel wronged and give in to this point.

As everyone looked at each other with their own thoughts, Yan Xiaye felt irritated and had to admit that Li Beicheng's statement was very tempting to her.

She must deal with the matter between EZ and the Yin family, but Bai Hanlian's road was not working, and the only person she could ask for help was Qin Jingyi, who had no kindness to her.

After a few minutes of silence, she closed her eyes and forced herself to calm down: "It's just a meal."

"Um."

He agreed so happily that she couldn't help but wonder if he was going to play any tricks, so she quickly added more requests: "I won't go back to the old house with you."

"Then I won't go back." Li Beicheng raised the corners of his lips, sure that she would not escape from his eyes again. Then he casually rolled up his sleeves and reached his bloody arm in front of the doctor. He began to think about it with great interest.

After dinner, "Japanese food? Or French food?"

Yan Xiaye didn't know what the man in front of him was thinking. He looked up at the doctor treating the wound lightly, and his tone was still indifferent: "Whatever."

You're not polite to say this. When you are with him, Yan Xiaye can really eat anything.

Anyway, they are all lacking in interest and have no appetite.

Li Beicheng smiled deeper on his lips, and he looked sideways impatiently and told the doctor to move faster, and called Yan Erlai again: "Help me set a seat in the Michelin restaurant."

"Yes, yes, then I disappeared consciously, right?" Yan Er raised his brows, reached out and took his cell phone back from the bodyguard, dialed the number, and said a few more words in a low voice, finally shrugged and hung up.

"The guests are all full, but the Li family always has privileges."

"Thanks."

When the doctor dropped scissors on the gauze, Li Beicheng raised his hand and held Yan Xiaye's wrist and pulled her out the door. He seemed to have no idea of ​​the hatred and fear hidden in her eyes, and became a gentleman boyfriend.

The attitude you should have: "The car is downstairs and I can't wait for the driver to come. Is it better for you to drive it later?"

Yan Xiaye watched coldly, feeling that Li Beicheng looked like this very wrong. After thinking for a while, he nodded.

At such a close distance, the man's alcohol was so pungent that he could not even cover up the smell of such a heavy perfume.
Chapter completed!