After getting in the car, Yan Xiaye consciously sat in the cab, looking at Li Beicheng with unhappy eyes and naturally sat in the co-pilot.

She didn't mind being a driver for safety, but she cared about the distance between her and Li Beicheng.

Because of this, she started the car half a beat slow and wanted to let Li Beicheng roll behind and sit, but when she thought of talking to him, she simply gave up this plan.

On the way to the restaurant, Yan Xiaye tried his best to ignore the big living person like Li Beicheng in the car. He took out 120,000 yuan of attention and focused on driving, hoping to get over this annoying one as fast as possible. night.

Next to her, Li Beicheng was in a completely opposite mood. He stared at the woman who exuded a cold aura around him without any concealment and said lightly: "Is Qin Yan good to you?"

“…”

Yan Xiaye glanced at him silently, pursed his scorching lips, not wanting to pay attention to his words.

Li Beicheng hasn't seen her in recent days. Now, as long as he knows that she is within reach of his reach, he is very satisfied and talks to himself indifferently: "It seems that's not good, otherwise you don't have to try so hard to please me. Qin Jingyi, don’t you know who he is?”

Yan Xiaye was still silent, pretending not to hear Li Beicheng say anything.

"Or, Qin Yan asked you to deal with Qin Jingyi? It's so pitiful, Yan Xiaye, from the past to the present, you seem to never be able to get rid of the fate of being exploited..."

Yan Xiaye had little patience left, and he stepped on the accelerator heavily under his feet and said word by word: "Shut up!"

Li Beicheng smiled without saying a word, leaning comfortably on the leather seat, thinking about what else to think of torment her.

He found that he liked to watch Yan Xiaye get angry for him, which at least proved that his existence was not meaningless to her.

In other words, her hard work so hard to ignore him just proves that she actually cared about the fact that he existed.

"Since that's the case, you are so desperate to escape from me, just to send it to Qin Yan to use it?" He thought that he had exposed the truth behind Yan Xiaye and Qin Yan's intimate relationship, Li Beicheng The dark darkness in his eyes faded away, and he was so happy that he even smiled when he spoke: "Yan Xiaye, should you accept your fate and come back to me?"

Yan Xiaye turned a deaf ear and glanced at the map on the car GPS, hoping to fly to the restaurant.

Indeed, she admitted in her heart that she and Qin Yan were just using each other’s relationship, but today she has made great progress compared to her five years ago.

At least this time, Qin Yan's use of her was based on equivalent exchange, which was a choice she made herself, not just passively accepting and had no choice.

Of course, this kind of exchange may not be that equivalent to others, but for her, she will be with Yan Shuirou sooner or later. On this basis, the recorder has enough value.

Li Beicheng had a faint smile on his lips, and he admired Yan Xiaye's delicate facial features with serene expressions. He found that she was so beautiful that she was not aggressive. The soft lines and those eyes with clear eyes were the kind of pleasing beauty.

The more she ignored him, the more he couldn't help but tease her, trying to control her emotions as much as possible: "The complexity within the Qin family is even more than that of the Li family. At that birthday party that day, Mr. Qin doesn’t like you so much, and it makes you look embarrassed in public. I remember you are not a woman who is keen on paying back. I can’t stand it here, just replace it with Qin Yan?”

"Li Beicheng." No matter how good your cultivation is, you will be so angry that your men will be so angry that they will be ruined. Yan Xiaye took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and asked, "How old are you this year?"

"Twenty-seven." Li Beicheng raised his eyebrows, "Don't you remember two years older than you?"

"Yes, you're twenty-seven." Yan Xiaye deliberately added the pronunciation to the number twenty-seven, and his eyebrows were cold: "Please be more mature, don't think that everyone in this world will listen to your actions.

, I have no objection to the Li family, you are the only one who makes me hate it, ah... I have to add a Yan Shuirou now. Do you really don’t know, or are you pretending to be stupid with me?"

"If I pretend to be stupid, will you come back to me?"

Yan Xiaye couldn't stand his smiling virtue. He really wanted to slap Li Beicheng's handsome and gentle mask, "I'll just go to my dream and say it."

While talking, a sirens sounded behind the car.

Yan Xiaye looked at the rearview mirror, sighed and pulled over to park the car, prepared the relevant documents from his handbag, pressed the window and handed them out, "I'm sorry, I'm driving faster."

"It's okay, you didn't speed up, just a routine check."

The police officer outside the car waved his hands, as if he noticed that the atmosphere inside the car was a little weird, and asked in a due diligence: "Sorry, what is the relationship between you two?"

"It doesn't matter……"

"House-wife relationship!"

Li Beicheng smiled slightly, and the old god interrupted Yan Xiaye's words and raised his cell phone to the police officer: "I didn't bring my marriage certificate with me, but I have photos. Do you need to see it?"

The police officer immediately understood and regarded Yan Xiaye's denial as a quarrel between the couple, and waved his hand to let it go: "No need, I wish you a good journey."

When he started the car again, Yan Xiaye was even more silent than before.

She controlled herself not to speak ill of Li Beicheng. After all, he was still wearing a bandage on his arm, so he could repent at any time and call the police to arrest Qin Jing.

After finally selling Qin Jing's favor, this was probably the only opportunity she could take to solve the problem of EZ. She could not do stupid things that would lose the big picture because of small things.

Half an hour later, the sports car drove into the underground parking lot safely.

For the vast Jianghai, Michelin restaurants are not the most luxurious place in Jianghai, and are much worse than some private dishes with membership.

It was just completed last month, and the decoration is in Western style. The desserts seem to be made by five-star chefs overseas. They have appeared in their circle of friends very frequently recently. Li Beicheng probably hasn't been here yet, so

I chose this place specifically.

Through a very romantic small round table, Yan Xiaye took the menu and ordered some pasta, foie gras and steak.

The waiter waited respectfully, and his eyes were very sharp to judge the value of the two people from the clothes of Li Beicheng and Yan Xiaye. He introduced enthusiastically: "I wonder what wine do you want to drink? Red wine words

, In order to celebrate the entry of Michelin into Jianghai, there are a group of Michelin’s long-term presence in the store, so I recommend it to you two.”

Yan Xiaye raised his hand and interrupted the waiter's recommendation, "No, just Baishui."

It was already painful that she and Li Beicheng had to have dinner together, and Li Beicheng also drank enough. Another glass might be the reason for him to be confused after drinking.

She only witnessed Qin Jing's defeat to Li Beicheng not long ago, and realized more deeply about the physical gap between her and Li Beicheng, so she must not give the other party an opportunity to take advantage of it.

"French meal with white water?" Li Beicheng was not satisfied with his appetite, so he turned to the waiter and said, "I want the same as her, and the cream mushroom soup. I heard that your desserts are good here, add a pudding cake and brownie.

, and the red wine you recommend.”

Creamy Mushroom Soup…

Yan Xiaye stared at him silently, not sure that the man just happened to say this dish, or did he have any other premeditations.

She lowered her eyes and played with the napkin in front of her. She didn't want to communicate with Li Beicheng in any language. She just wanted to finish her meal soon and go back to her house.

Think about it carefully, in the past so many years, she has been to such a relatively high-end restaurant many times before, but this is the first time she has come to Li Beicheng.

"Why don't you talk? Don't you like cream mushroom soup very much?" Li Beicheng put his elbow on the table, stretched out his hand to play with the roses that were about to bloom in the crystal vase, and his eyes fell on Yan Xiaye with inexplicable heat.

, said with a heavy voice: "It's funny. I thought I've never cared about you, but in fact, although I don't know anything about what you like to eat, I don't know anything."

Yan Xiaye's eyebrows were slightly frowned, not understanding what Libeicheng meant.

She has no shares now and has no use value to Li Beicheng.

He said that Shuirou was a pet, and the family of three lived a happy life in the Li family. What kind of heart do they say to her?

"Don't you believe it?" Li Beicheng misunderstood the reason for her silence, and unconsciously used a little force to crush the beautiful and charming rose.

Looking at the petals scattered on the snow-white tablecloth, Yan Xiaye subconsciously frowned even tighter, "What do you want?"

"I didn't say that I wanted you to come back to me."

"Impossible." Yan Xiaye laughed absurdly, and his clear black and white water eyes stared at the man smiling at the corner of his lips, and said in a dangerous tone: "To be honest, even if I sit here with you now, I think it's a big deal."

If I had to go back to the past, I was disgusting with the couple who had to go back to my past, and I might as well kill you and commit suicide."

Thinking of this, she has indeed matured a lot in her five-year career in prison.

When she was a girl, it was almost impossible for her to swallow her anger and sit with her life-long enemy for some purpose, and eat a meal that seemed intimately intimately.

"Do you kill me and then commit suicide..." Li Beicheng was not scared by her at all, but instead repeated her words as if she was chewing, savoring a bit of lingering taste: "Isn't this very similar to dying for love? But I plan to go on for a long time

I enjoy you for a long time, and I haven't planned to die young yet."

"I'm afraid you can't help it." Yan Xiaye returned with a cold sarcasm, suppressing the hatred in his heart, and secretly hoping that the dishes she ordered would be served quickly.

"Yan Xiaye, have you ever heard a word?"

She looked at him expressionlessly.
Chapter completed!