"You're right, but I don't want to see this happen."

Sorrowful, Yan Xiaye sighed with a low smile: "No matter what Yan's mother treats me in the past, this is the last thing I can do for her. I hope everything is perfect.

.”

"Can I help me?" Qin Yiren stretched out his hand and put it on the back of Yan Xiaye's hand, comforting her with sincere eyes: "I believe that God will favor you and will definitely make you get what you want."

Yan Xiaye looked up at her and smiled helplessly: "To be honest, I have no good idea, I will lend you a good word."

After saying that, she shook Qin Yiren's little hand with her back and stood up, "Let's go, aren't you going to see the pistachio? That little guy probably is about to get out of school."

"Okay." Asking to take away many shopping bags for Yan Xiaye, Qin Yiren turned his head and looked at the store manager Li, who was smiling not far away, and asked in confusion: "May I ask, the clothes we bought are still there.

Is it okay to not package it?"

"Hey?" Sister Li was stunned, and the charming smile on her face immediately couldn't stop. "Maybe the new employee is slow to move. Please wait and I'll go over and take a look."

Turning around and walking quickly towards Yan Shuirou's place, the last smile on Sister Li's face disappeared, and she pushed open the secret door hidden in the shelves in anger, and saw Yan Shuirou, who was holding her clothes in a daze.

She reached out and snatched the clothes. She raised her eyebrows and scolded the woman in front of her with delicate eyebrows and eyes and said nothing, "What are you doing? You are deliberately trying to get along with me, and you want to leave politely, right?"

Yan Shuirou was still immersed in the bad news he had learned by chance. No matter how much Sister Li rolled her eyes, she still couldn't recover for a while.

"It's useless. I think I'll be so powerful if I have a beautiful face. I'm not the life of a maid!"

He spitted at Yan Shuirou's feet, and Sister Li cursed and walked out quickly.

A few meters ahead of her turn, she re-hangs her funny face for business and handed the packaged clothes with both hands, "I'm sorry for letting you wait for a long time. The new employee doesn't understand the rules. As a store manager, I can't refuse it.

Ju, I will punish her later, and I hope you will not affect your impression of this store.”

Yan Xiaye has always been kind to others and said lightly: "It doesn't matter, everyone has times when they are unfamiliar, you don't have to care too much."

After seeing off these two generous distinguished guests, Sister Li winked at the other service ladies and went to Yan Shuirou again with great confidence.

However, as she thought about how to insult the woman who looked far better than her, she found that the compartment was already empty.

...

He ended his work in an uproar in advance. Yan Shuirou had to put on sunglasses and a scarf in late autumn and squeezed into the smelly bus to return to the hotel where he was temporarily living.

After swiping the door card and opening the room, the first thing that caught my eye was Ya'er, who was lying lazily on the big bed.

Her oily little hand held a fried chicken wing, took two sips of Coke from time to time, and giggled with the animated characters with mentally retarded expressions on TV. Her hair and pajamas were chaotic, and she looked so stupid that she was upset.

What makes people feel most uncomfortable is that when Yan Shuirou comes back, she deliberately makes footsteps, but Ya'er even lacks the leisure to look at her, and she doesn't care why she comes back so early.

It's different from the little clouds who care about summer nights everywhere.

At this moment, Yan Shuirou, who was in need of comfort, finally couldn't help but burst out. She rushed to the TV a few times, turned off the switch with a snap, pointed to the textbook on the coffee table, which had never been passive and said angrily: "Ya'er, I

Why did you tell you before going out? You watched TV for another day?"

"What about that?"

Ya'er glanced at her calmly, licked the crispy residue on her fingers, and looked contemptuous and didn't look like a five-year-old child. She clearly didn't take Yan Shuirou's physiological mother seriously.

Half a month ago, she followed Yan Shuirou with a hot head. She had not seen her daddy for the past half month. She only felt the rapid decline in living standards and nothing was satisfactory.

What I hate most is that she planned to call her daddy secretly for help, but Yan Shuirou noticed it in advance and said hello to the hotel and stopped the phone in the room.

Ya'er also thought about going out to ask others for help, but... she hasn't had new clothes for so long, how can she go out to meet people?

Yan Shuirou was choked in her chest with anger, and she was so angry that she couldn't speak for a long time. She finally squeezed out a sentence from her teeth: "Li Ya'er, have you not looked in the mirror for a few days? Look at your current virtues?

No wonder your dad is not in a hurry to find you!”

"Nonsense, Daddy must have wanted to take me back! If you, a bad woman, were you, locked me up, and I would have gone back to be my eldest lady, would I have to accompany you here?"

There was no possibility of Yan Shui Rou's words at all. Ya'er screamed and picked up the cardboard box containing chicken wings, and threw it towards Yan Shui Rou who was standing at the end of the bed: "Bad woman, take me back to find daddy.

,I hate you!"

Bad woman - this was the title that was specifically named Yan Xia Ye.

After being hit motionless, Yan Shuirou had several chicken bones hanging on her long curly hair. She was shaking her blow and stood unsteadily and fell on the thin carpet.

Her daughter hates her.

Compared to Yan Xiaye, the person Ya'er hates the most now is her!

This fact made the depression that was blocked by her heart surging. The smell of fishy rust stimulated her throat, making her unable to help vomiting a mouthful of black and red blood.

"What's wrong with you?"

No matter how arrogant and willful Ya'er is, she is still a five-year-old child in the end.

Seeing Yan Shuirou vomiting blood without warning, she was so scared that she widened her eyes and crawled from the bed like a small beast on all sides. She peeked at Yan Shuirou, who was pale and had a lot of voices.

Some timidity: "Are you going to die?"

Yan Shuirou felt much more comfortable after spitting blood, and she felt a little painful after hearing this.

Compared to her relationship with her, Ya'er and Yan's mother have been together for a longer time and should have a deeper relationship.

Before she could hesitate about how to tell Ya'er about Yan's mother, Ya'er spoke again timidly: "If you really want to die, can you send me back to your father first?"

Yan Shuirou smiled furiously, staring at Ya'er who was worried in front of her with her eyes flashing, and suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Her daughter really inherited all the advantages of her and Li Beicheng.

Interests are paramount, selfishness is frivolous.

And she actually hoped that Ya'er could be as obedient and considerate as Xiao Yunduo, which was simply a fantasy.

"Ya'er, I won't die. Keep your mouth shut and listen to me." Faced with such an inappropriate and inconsiderate daughter, Yan Shuirou can no longer treat her as a child.

What's more, she was too busy to take care of herself and didn't have so much effort to consider Ya'er's mood. She said firmly: "Your grandma, my mother is lying in the hospital now in danger..."

"What is in danger?" Ya'er was not infected by the sadness in Yan Shuirou's words at all. She blinked inexplicably, took the Coke and bit the straw, and asked innocently: "Is it delicious?"

"no!"

Almost irritated by Ya'er, Yan Shuirou closed her eyes and calmed her heartbeat, and said with a heavy voice: "What is dangerous means is that your grandmother is too sick and the doctor can't treat her. She is about to pass away.

.”

"Grandma?" Ya'er sucked a mouthful of Coke, muttering indecipher: "Will grandma die?"

"meeting!"

Gripping her teeth and agreeing to this cruel statement, Yan Shuirou opened her eyes, hoping that Ya'er would cry as much as she imagined, or she was so scared that she was at a loss.

In her opinion, only in this way can we be worthy of Yan's mother's daily love and care for Ya'er.

Unfortunately, Ya'er once again disappointed her.

"oh."

Lightly lit up his little head, Ya'er twisted her body, reached out to touch another box of chicken wings that still had warmth, and expressed her views on this matter objectively: "Grandma is very old, she is as good as her in the TV series.

Old women are going to die. Don’t you know that this will happen?"

As she said that, she looked at Yan Shuirou, who was frowning for no reason, as if she was mocking the other party for being strange and strange.

This answer is really impeccable, as cold and ruthless as a textbook.

Yan Shuirou endured it again and again, but at the end she couldn't help but raise her hand and slapped Yaer's tender little face!

Bang-

A crisp sound echoed in the room. Ya'er unconsciously touched her hot face and suddenly burst into tears.

Yan Shuirou waved the slap in anger, and then looked at Ya'er glaring at her with tears in her eyes, and she couldn't help feeling a little sad.

No matter what, they are all their own daughters, and it is reasonable that they become like this because they are her daughters.

"Ya'er, I'm sorry, mommy is in a bad mood..."

"Shut up, you bad woman, I'm going to hit you with daddy!"

With his strength, Yan Shuirou was pushing away from the bed, and Ya'er jumped down from the bed with barefoot and rushed towards the door like a fleshy little cannonball.

She knew that Yan Shuirou could not open the door and let her leave. She was so angry that her little head lost all its reason and actually hit the door so straight.

Bang--

The sudden sound of impact caused several guests in the corridor to turn back at the same time. A service staff hurried over and knocked on the door. The guest asked politely: "Please open the door for the guests inside, we need to confirm your safety."

"Ya'er, you kid!"

Yan Shuirou looked at her forehead in disbelief, fainted on the ground without saying a word, hugged her as quickly as possible and threw her onto the bed. Then she opened the door as if nothing had happened, and smiled gracefully: "Sorry, yes
Chapter completed!