"Grandma, don't say that."

Yan Xiaye also had tears in her eyes, and her lips were pursed and her eyes were red: "Ya'er... is just a child, she doesn't understand that grandma teaches her for her good. She will always understand your hard work in the future."

"The old saying goes, I see you at the age of three, and I don't know what's wrong with this child. Don't say that you are not as well-behaved as you, even the stinky boy in Beicheng was not so ignorant when he was five years old."

When the old lady said this, she sighed deeply: "What can be replaced by her own child? The old lady is also a person who has buried half of the loess. If she can hold a great grandson in her lifetime, she will be dead without regrets and will have the face to go with her.

The old man explained.”

As far as he goes, how could Yan Xiaye not understand what the old lady said?

However, the surgical report five years ago is vivid in my mind, clearly writing that the possibility of her having another child is extremely low.

What's more, her husband-wife relationship with Li Beicheng has always been a false reputation. The old lady wanted to hold a good grandson, but it seemed that she would fall on Yaer's biological mother, Yan Shuirou.

But she thought it thoroughly, but she couldn't explain the truth to the old lady, and she couldn't bear to just evade it, and she stammered and dodged her eyes.

The old lady hasn't waited for a long time to respond, and there is a meaning of inquiry between her eyebrows and eyes, and she will make the words clearer: "Xia Ye, I heard from the servant that since you came back, there will always be someone between you and the North City that has not been home at night, so

If you go on, it will be very difficult to realize the old woman's wish."

Yan Xiaye looked around and said, and he looked pretty with a blushing face. He didn't look like a woman who had been married and had been jailed at all, but rather like a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.

Li Beicheng Yin saw this in the shadow of the building, and his throat was faintly thirsty.

He walked out to intercept the old lady's words, and chuckled unintentionally: "Don't worry, Grandma, Xia Ye is embarrassed to say these things, I must work hard."

What this effort implies is naturally self-evident.

The old lady was satisfied and before leaving, she laughed at Xia Ye: "You are all family, are you so shy? OK, grandma, I won't say it, you little couple know it in your heart."

Coaxing the old lady away, the tempting blush on Yan Xiaye's cheeks quickly subsided.

"I don't care if you want to have a few more children with Yan Shuirou, but before that, please go through the divorce procedures with me."

"Who said I want to have a baby with Shui Rou?" Li Beicheng hugged his shoulders with his handsome smile and announced his decision: "Since you are the young lady of the Li family, then the heir of the Li family should of course be you and my son.

.”

Yan Xiaye trembled when she heard this and raised her eyes in disbelief: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"I know, I remember what you said, too." Li Beicheng recalled the little white swaddle, and his tone was softer: "Now that medicine is so advanced, I don't believe that there is anything that cannot be saved, even if you really lose it

If you have fertility, you should be fine if you ask someone to help you have a child.”

Yan Xiaye opened his eyes blankly, as if he had heard clearly what he was saying, and as if he didn't understand a word.

Li Beicheng looked calm and his hands were covered with sweat.

He stared into her eyes, and for the first time he spent so much energy on her, whispering softly in the background of the many pilgrims burning incense and praying: "Yan Xia Ye, I want to start over with you."

"……impossible."

The curve of the lips rose wildly, and Yan Xiaye suddenly raised his hand to cover his cheeks, unwilling to be like a madman in front of others.

She waited for Li Beicheng's words for too long.

Until today, dreams come true, thousands of emotions stirred up in her heart. In the vague love and hate, she felt tired and ridiculous.

"Why is it impossible?" Li Beicheng could not allow her to escape. He pulled down her wrist with a tough move and forced her to look at him: "Listen, there is nothing impossible that I, Li Beicheng, want to do."

Yan Xiaye shook her head paranoidly, as if the one standing in front of her was not an existence that was attracted by women, but a beast: "What should Yan Shuirou do? What should you and her daughter do?"

Li Beicheng didn't expect her to be heartbroken, and her black eyes flashed for a moment: "My affairs and Shui Rou will be resolved. As for Ya'er or your daughter, she is the eldest daughter of the Li family in the future. You will never be even an innocent person.

Can't even kids tolerate it?"

Yan Xiaye stared at him with strange eyes, and suddenly felt that she had never really known him.

At this point, he was accusing her of not being able to tolerate her husband and sister's illegitimate daughter?

"...It doesn't matter, Li Beicheng." As if she was taking away all her vitality, she stood there dejectedly, without even breathing.

Just narrate in a very plain tone: "If you said this before everything happened, how happy I would be at that time, and how much I hate you now."

The love and hate that were too deep in her pupils were eventually hidden by her as calm.

It’s not that she really doesn’t know the pain, she just wants to retain her last dignity in front of him, that’s all.

Li Beicheng felt very sad, and his handsome smile gradually became cold: "Yan Xia Ye, I could not ask for your opinion."

"If you don't ask for my opinion, you can only get my body at most." Yan Xiaye was indifferent and was not afraid of his threat: "Yan Shuirou served you very well, so what you want must be more than me.

body.”

Facing her clear pupils with mist in her mouth, Li Beicheng's heart tingled: "You..."

"My heart has been given to you long ago. Where have you thrown it, Li Beicheng?" She interrupted him, her chest was so heavy that she couldn't breathe. Yan Xiaye smiled, and her vision gradually blurred.

She loved him, used all her enthusiasm and tolerance, and had the best time in her life.

She looked at Li Beicheng's nervous and panicked expression with a little funny feeling. When she fell into his arms, she muttered to herself like a whisper: "For so long, what you have trampled on is my love for you.

, Now you and I are no longer a fellow traveler, so why are you talking about starting over..."

...

In the quiet ward, the breathing room is full of the unique taste of the hospital.

Yan Xiaye opened her eyes, squinted her eyes under the light, and stared at the snow-white ceiling in a daze.

She didn't come to her senses until someone pushed the door in.

"Yanyan, is Brother Beicheng bullying you again?" Xiao Yunduo ran in with his schoolbag, crawling onto the hospital bed with his hands and feet. His soft voice changed due to heartache: "Are you thirsty, do you want to eat?"

What?"

"I... don't think about anything."

Yan Xiaye's lips trembled, his eyes softened, and he squeezed out a weak smile.

She was telling the truth.
Chapter completed!