On the other hand, Yan Xiaye took absent-mindedly to take a battle shower, walked out with her wet hair, and received another call from Li Beicheng.

Looking at the flickering numbers on the screen with disgust, she pretended not to see them, and was afraid that Li Beicheng would do something extra, so she had to bite the bullet and answer: "Is there anything wrong?"

Li Beicheng didn't like her attitude of speaking, and immediately snorted unhappily: "If you're fine, can't contact you?"

Yan Xiaye had no patience with Li Beicheng, and did not intend to care about his emotions. He still said coldly: "I'm very busy, don't bother me if you have nothing to do."

"I know, you're about to take the final exam, right?" Li Beicheng hinted at his current situation without any trace, his voice was gentle like a big boy: "Yan Xiaye, I want to go to your house to find you, but the servants at home don't know What's wrong? They treat me like a porcelain doll. When they see me, they only laugh, but they don't see anyone. The uncle doesn't come back. My grandmother is in poor health and goes out for recuperation. I'm bored alone."

This series of complaints made Yan Xiaye think for a moment and understand that the abnormalities of the servants in the old house were probably arranged by Chen Aili, for fear that one of them would accidentally tell the relationship between Yanshui Rou and Li Beicheng.

After all, Li Beicheng seemed to be quite serious about himself as a big boy at this moment, and suddenly told him that as a father, the blow he brought must be devastating.

"Anyway, your body is not suitable for going out. It is better to stay in the old house to watch TV. I don't have time or interest in meeting you, that's it."

He hung up the phone very coldly, and Yan Xiaye threw his phone on the bed in the guest room, changed into clothes and went to the restaurant to find food.

...

In the old house of Li family, Li Beicheng stared at his beeping cell phone in disarray and called back without giving up.

This time, Yan Xiaye didn't know if she really didn't hear it or pretended not to hear it. Until the cold electronic prompt sound came from the receiver, she did not answer his call again.

Unhappy, Li Beicheng glanced at the unnutritional variety show on TV, got up and prepared to pick a bottle of liquor next to the wine cabinet.

In order to prevent Yan Xiaye from discovering that he pretended to be sick, he had to refuse the invitation from his friends. However, he had no intention of sleeping for a long night, and his relationship with Yan Xiaye could not change in a day or two. In desperation, he had to prepare. Get drunk and get off early.

When passing by the floor-to-ceiling window, Li Beicheng looked out aimlessly, frowned the next second, and his eyes fixed on a charming and graceful figure outside the carved iron gate.

With a distance of nearly a hundred meters, he still easily recognized the other party - Yan Shuirou.

Obviously, the bodyguard at the door had already received the order from Chen Aili, who was loyal to blocking Yan Shuirou from entering. The angry woman raised her hand and praised the bodyguard with a small mouth, raised her sharp chin high, and said arrogantly. Something is on.

Seeing this scene, Li Beicheng's first reaction was to retreat sideways, so as not to accidentally be discovered by Yan Shuirou.

He is now so tired of Yan Xiaye, but for Yaer's sake, he is willing to provide Yan Shuirou with a luxurious life unconditionally, but he is too lazy to meet her indiscreetly.

At the same time, Yan Shui Rou, who was stopped outside the door, turned red with her eyes. She called the number she knew so many times, and received a response from shutting down the phone.

There is no way, she can only place hope on these two inhuman bodyguards again. She finally waited until Chen Aili drove out. If she didn't see Li Beicheng as soon as possible, if Chen Aili suddenly turned around and saw She appeared at the door of the old house and would definitely not give her good fruits.

"How can you stop me, huh?"

The beautiful appearance was almost distorted due to anger. Yan Shuirou didn't care about the temperament that she disguised herself in her daily life and said aggressively: "Don't you know who I am? I am Ya'er's biological mother, this one The future hostess of the old house, you dare to treat me like this. When I get married to Beicheng, the first thing I do is to drive all of you, those who don’t know how to wink, out of this house!”

The more she scolded, the happier she became, but she forgot that those who were qualified to be the bodyguard of the Li family were not ordinary people.

"Brother, no matter how she said she was all the women of the Young Master Beicheng, please calm down and don't be as familiar with her." The youngest bodyguard, the two bodyguards, held the angry colleague next to him tightly, with a bright slap on their faces. trace.

As a colleague, he knew very well how destructive the brother around him would be in anger. Don’t look at Yan Shuirou’s arrogant arrogance at this moment, she punched her and promised to be able to hit her. She held her breath on the spot, even crawling. Can't get up anymore.

The man who was pulled by him took a long breath, his eyes twitched under his sunglasses with anger, his fists as big as a sandbag were clenched tightly, and he wanted to swing them out immediately.

Since he couldn't beat him, he simply mocked him: "As a woman, you really have no self-knowledge at all. I'm not afraid to tell you clearly that the young master of Beicheng is at home. If he hadn't fallen asleep, he would definitely hear you making trouble here. But I don't plan to come out to see you."

"You, what did you say!" Unexpectedly, a servant dared to bully him. Yan Shuirou subconsciously denied the other party's statement, her eyes passed through the gap in the iron gate, and looked at the brightly lit old house. Go, "Beicheng is in poor health and sleeps early. If he knew I was here, how could he allow you to rely on others like this?"

"Is that so? Then do you want to give it a try?" The man was furious when she was insulted, so he simply called the inner room in front of her and changed his tone respectfully: "Uncle Li, can you help me see the young master sleep? Is there any visitor from him?"

"No need to see, the lady told me before leaving that the young master must rest these days, and no one except our young lady." The housekeeper had long known what was happening outside, given that he also hated Yan Shuirou's arrogant behavior The student, now he has no psychological pressure to add to the wrong side. He deliberately chose the most exciting statement to Yan Shuirou: "This is also what the young master means. You follow the rules and don't meddle in other people's business."

"clear."

The bodyguard sneered and hung up his phone, raised his eyes and looked at Yan Shuirou, who was shaking all over, "Is this OK? Or do you need me to find a way to contact the young master and listen to him telling you to get out of here?"

"No, I don't believe it. You bastards colluded to bully me!"

Knowing that he had not left any good popularity in this old house, Yan Shuirou gritted his teeth resentful, looked at the old house quietly lying in the night with resentment, turned around and left with great worries .

Since this road didn't work, she had to find other solutions.

However, with her current relationship with Li Beicheng, even if she cries, makes trouble and hangs her, she may not be able to get the pity of a man.

In this way, wouldn’t she have to use Yaer to find a way to force Li Beicheng to come out to see her?

A few dozen minutes later, Yan Shuirou drove back to the small villa of the Yan family.

The door opened, and a lively cartoon sound effect came from the living room.

Not only did she not see Li Beicheng, but she was also humiliated by the bodyguard. She immediately snatched the remote control in Ya'er's hand, and pressed the switch expressionlessly despite the child's happiness.

In an instant, the lively noise came to an abrupt end.

Under the warm yellow light of the crystal chandelier, the villa is amazingly deserted.

Since Yan's mother was hospitalized, Yan Jianguo has disappeared for no reason in the past few days. Yan Shuirou was forced to be driven out of the Li family again. She was in a very bad mood. Even the nanny from the past home was changed to an hourly worker, which made this happen.

The villa is becoming less popular, and it looks like a prison with luxurious decoration.

The smile on Ya'er's face froze. She turned her head and stared at Yan Shuirou in a tit-for-tat way, stretched out her little hand at her, and her tone was as coquettish as a child, saying word by word: "Give it back to me!"

"It's so noisy. At what time, you haven't sleep yet. How do you go to school tomorrow?" Yan Shuirou shook her hand and threw the remote control away, smashing it on the marble floor and making a loud noise, staring like crazy.

Eyes: "The Li family doesn't say anything, but they are secretly comparing you with that cloud in their hearts. Their daily schedule is full. You are fine. You just play but play every day. Why are you useless?

My daughter doesn't know how to please the elders at all?"

Every word is criticized, even if ordinary children are not scared to cry, they are most afraid of not speaking.

However, Ya'er has been a little princess of the Li family since she was a child. She has long been spoiled and inherited Yan Shuirou's precocious and nauseous nature. She immediately screamed and rejected: "What qualifications do you have to say to me, you

Didn’t my dad get out of my house and even get me implicated?”

Yan Shuirou had a choke in her throat. She had lived a smooth life for most of her life, and only Yan Xiaye was her destined nemesis.

But she didn't expect that Ya'er had inherited her genes and had no good temper of tolerance or tolerance. All the words she said made her embarrassed as a mother. She hated her so much that she subconsciously raised her arms and wanted to give the proud and unruly one.

I slapped her face and didn't care how old she was.

"You hit me, as long as you touch me, I guarantee you will never see my dad in your life!" Ya'er's small lips raised a sneer that was not age-appropriate, and she swayed her calves from the sofa.

He walked up to Yan Shuirou with his head raised, with shocking hatred in his eyes: "Don't forget, I never told Dad that you pushed me down from the window last time!"

Yan Shuirou was shocked and her raised hand suddenly fell down.

If Ya'er hadn't mentioned it, she would have forgotten about this matter.

The fierce coldness on her face immediately turned into gentleness of the wind and drizzle. She smiled and went to pick up the remote control in person, turned on the TV to the maximum volume, and said hypocritically: "Ya'er, it's all the mother just now, you
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