After a long time, Yan Xiaye was about to say something, but was interrupted by Shen Aili: "That's right, because this little bitch is willing to humble himself, the only victim besides Beicheng is Xia Ye, now I'm here to help you say this. , tell me exactly what this good sister of yours has done behind your back."

Yan Xiaye closed her eyes in pain, knowing in her heart that Yan's mother was not in good health, so she could only feel wronged and forced herself to say softly: "...No."

As soon as she finished speaking, both Yan Shuirou who was kneeling there and Shen Aili who was arrogant looked at her in disbelief.

"The love between sisters is really deep. Is it possible that you are willing to share a husband with this little bitch?" Shen Aili frowned in surprise, thinking that Yan Xiaye had lost her mind: "In this case, you are going to be with Beicheng at the old lady's place. What does divorce mean?”

Yan's mother's face suddenly glowed with brilliance, she straightened her back and faced the other party, as confident as if she were several years younger: "My mother-in-law, even Xia Ye said this, don't you think you have misunderstood?"

Shen Aili snorted coldly. Now she understood the reason why Yan Xiaye had to compromise and considered whether to give her this face.

However, the next second, a tall and slender figure appeared outside the door that was smashed open and walked in.

"Beicheng..." Shen Aili's heart tightened, and she quickly winked at Li Beicheng: "You're here to pick up Xia Ye to go out for dinner, right? It's a little early, why don't you take her to the newly opened amusement park first? change. "

Yan's mother also shifted her gaze, hurriedly trying to prove her daughter's innocence: "Beicheng, you came just in time..."

As Yan Shuirou's sobs became more melodious and pitiful, Li Beicheng's eyes were immediately attracted to her, and he could not take his eyes off her again.

As for what others said, he didn't hear it at all.

Yan Xiaye stood aside with a blank expression, watching helplessly how Li Beicheng walked quickly to Yan Shuirou, and how he picked him up in a cool and domineering manner, and whispered to Shen Aili: "Mom , she just lost a baby, how can you let her kneel here all the time."

No amount of explanation is more convincing than straightforward actions.

Almost at the same time, Shen Aili and Yan Mu had ugly expressions on their faces, and they gasped in unison.

Yan Xiaye's thin and slender body trembled, and her reddish eyes reflected the two figures leaning against each other.

She warned herself countless times not to suffer anymore heartache for Li Beicheng, but every time, this man found a way to open her wounds, making her even breathing painful.

The most unbearable scene finally happened. If Li Beicheng and Yan Shuirou were in love, then what role did she play standing here?

"Beicheng, I'm fine. Don't talk to Mrs. Shen like this just because of me." Yan Shuirou's slender fingers grasped the man's collar tightly and she shivered in his arms: "Mrs. Shen doesn't know that I am sincere to you. She misunderstood It’s inevitable for me too.”

"Misunderstanding? Are you worthy of these two words?" Shen Aili was extremely angry and glared fiercely at the speechless mother Yan: "You see, this is the good daughter you taught, and she has no shame to climb into her brother-in-law's house. Not to mention the bed, you dare to sow discord between me and my son in front of me!"

"Shui Rou..." Yan's mother shook her head and took a few steps back, her tone full of despair: "No wonder my mother-in-law knocked on the door. You actually did such a shameless thing."

"mom."

"Don't call me mom, I don't have a daughter like you!" Yan's mother hid her face and cried bitterly. She had no shame to stay here anymore. She could only stop when she passed by Yan Xia Ye and sighed: "Xia Ye, Mom, I’m sorry for you.”

Yan Xiaye was speechless and twitched the corners of her lips bitterly.

After being reminded by Yan's mother, Li Beicheng discovered Yan Xiaye's figure hiding in the shadow of the corner.

The moment he saw her, there was a feeling of suffocation in his throat.

Everything that happened last night was still vivid in her mind. She cried and begged her uncle to let go because of him, but he gave her such an unbearable reward in the blink of an eye.

Yan Shuirou in his arms suddenly became extremely heavy, and Li Beicheng had to put it down temporarily. With his eyes locked on Yan Xiaye, he walked towards her, his voice was unusually hoarse and dry: "Yan Xiaye, I... "

Before he could take a step, Yan Shuirou immediately hugged him from behind tenderly, and said with a cry of grievance: "Beicheng, my stomach hurts."

"You deserve to be hurt to death!" Shen Aili looked at her phone with a sullen face, "What happened at the banquet has reached the ears of the old lady. Xiaye Beicheng, come back to my old house with me quickly."

…

On the way back to their old house, Yan Xiaye and Li Beicheng sat in the back row together, but there was enough space between them for two more people.

Li Beicheng asked the driver to put down the tailgate, and looked sideways at Yan Xiaye's cold and beautiful little face, as well as the haggard green and black eyes, and a sudden displeasure arose in his heart.

Five years ago, Yan Xiaye would have cared about his every move and would have never wanted to embarrass him.

It was true that he and Shui Rou had something to say to Yan Xiaye, but she would rather look out the window than take another look at him. Is it because she no longer loves him, or because she has fallen in love with her uncle?

"What happened at the banquet was Shui Rou's fault, but she also aborted her child. This matter ends here. Don't mention it in front of grandma."

In the confined space, the man's words were so clear that Yan Xiaye couldn't even pretend not to hear them.

The hatred and pain in her heart deepened at the same time. She suddenly looked back and stared at the man's handsome face with great hatred: "That's it? Li Beicheng, don't think too highly of yourself. I don't even want you and me. I still care. Are there any more scoundrels between you and Yan Shuirou?"

"Yan Xiaye, if you are really as free and easy as you say." After a short silence, Li Beicheng not only did not get angry, but calmly raised the corners of his lips, stretched out his fingers and rubbed her eyelashes heavily: "How could you do this? Are you crying?"

"Even if I cry, it's not because of you!"

Seeing the sparkle on the man's fingertips, Yan Xiaye hated his own weakness and looked at Li Beicheng fiercely like a little beast: "If you still have any conscience, you shouldn't be with Yan Shuirou in front of my mother. Kiss me, if something happens to my mother, I will kill you even if I risk my life!"

"You want to kill me?" Li Beicheng's expression changed. He stretched out his arm and pulled her to his side. He held her pointed chin and touched her teeth-marked lips. His smile was cruel and cold: "Uncle, I'm here." Is it so comfortable to serve you on the bed? That you are even willing to murder your own husband in order to fulfill his wish? "
Chapter completed!