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Uncle, do you have pity on me?

"Is that true?"

Li Yuntang's voice was low, and he curled his lips with difficulty in distinguishing his emotions.

The next moment, the sound of the fist in close contact with the body was as dull as thunder, mixed with the crisp sound of the broken bones.

The man who was still arrogant just now had a distorted facial features and rolled to the ground in a blink of an eye.

"Master Li, we..."

The two bodyguards were frightened and looked at each other and dared not step forward. They consciously buried their heads very low.

What the men under him pressed was no longer a woman who was used to make fun of his young master, but a hot potato that caused disasters and troubles.

"roll."

As if they were granted a general amnesty, they immediately flashed five meters away, and were silent with the young master who was in trouble.

He stopped in front of her, and she was the only one in her dark and blue pupil.

Yan Xiaye's eyes were red, and there was nothing to hide under his deep eyes.

I could only try to pull the broken clothes on my body and barely maintain my precarious dignity.

The blazer was filled with his temperature from the sky, and the cool air surrounded her.

“Can you stand up?”

She nodded subconsciously and staggered without control when she got up.

Li Yuntang stepped forward with a long leg and picked up the little woman who fell into his arms, kicked Yan Erzhi out of the box.

Along the way, even though Li Yuntang chose the closest safe exit, it still attracted the attention of everyone nearby.

Yan Xiaye's cheeks were slightly red, and her whole body was stiff, but she also knew that it was not the time to show off her strength now.

After secretly doing some psychological construction, she forced herself to suppress the complexity in her heart, and she was drowsy and relied on the man's clear texture to a firm chest.

Through the thin shirt in summer, his breath is so clear that it cannot be ignored.

I didn't sleep all night last night, and with the dual effects of alcohol, Yan Xia's heart beats so fast.

"Little uncle..."

"Um."

He looked down at her, his black pupils coolly and moistly restrained his light. Just standing there, he had a deep and unfathomable aura.

It seems that everyone should be admired by everyone, chasing the top of the clouds.

The gap between the two was too huge, she had no idea how to guess and could not see through him.

The night breeze blew across her cheeks, but it could not dissipate the heat spreading from her body.

As if she was a terrible person, she murmured in a slight drunkenness: "Little uncle, do you feel pity for me?"

While waiting for the answer, she looked up at him from bottom to top, focusing on his flawless side face, her heart was unattained.

"If I say yes, will you be sad?"

Yan Xiaye's drunken water eyes were a little dim, and he answered with a quarrel: "...No."

Perhaps other women don’t mind being pityed and sympathized by the strong, but she doesn’t respect it.

In the past five years, the reason why she has been able to grit her teeth and live a personal life in prison is that in addition to finding the support of her children's beliefs, she also has to completely break the foolish and pitiful self in the past.

But even though she had worked hard, in the eyes of a unique man like Li Yuntang...

Maybe it's still a jumping clown, not worth mentioning.

"Yan Xiaye." He said her name with a low magnetic force, opened the car door and leaned over and placed her in the passenger seat, and then personally tied her seat belt for her. Then he looked at her eyes and said calmly: "I don't pity you."

, You don’t need anyone to be pitiful.”

After saying that, Li Yuntang took a step back, went around to the other side of the car to open the door, and started the car.

Yan Xiaye withdrew his gaze, pulled the corner of his lips with self-deprecatingly, silently cutting off a trace of throbbing in his heart.

She was innocent many years ago and dared not even think about it. Moreover, today she is just a prisoner released from prison after she was sentenced.

The reality was cruel and terrifying, but it just allowed her to remain awake under the charm of his despair.

In front of him, she seemed to have always felt ashamed of herself.

Her body was hot and her mind was dizzy. Before she knew it, she slowly lost control of her body and her consciousness fell into darkness.

In the driver's seat, the calm and handsome man raised his hand to pull the coat that had fallen on his shoulders for the sleeping girl, and then glanced at her phone that was shaking and disturbing her dreams.

In the dim car, the three words Li Beicheng on the screen are clearly clear.

The man thoughtful, looked at Yan Xiaye's uneasy sleeping face again, and hung up in time before she frowned.

“Dududu…”

On the other hand, Li Beicheng put down his cell phone with a gloomy expression and rejected the fruit that Yan Shuirou sent to his lips.

Perhaps Yan Xiaye changed too much after he was released from prison this time. Even though he had already asked Yan Er not to act seriously, he was still restless since the sunset and always felt that something was out of control.

So when the phone rang, he did not notice that Yan Shuirou was beside him biting her lips and wanted to say something but stopped. He answered the phone without looking at it: "Yan Xiaye, how dare you hang up my phone..."

"With that little aunt, with your second master Li, what else can I dare not?" When Yan Xiaye mentioned, Yan Er immediately felt that his newly bandaged ribs began to tear their hearts and lungs again.

I didn't expect that Mr. Li looked elegant and elegant usually, and he was no different from a desperate person when he started to fight.

For a moment, he really thought he could not live to see the sun tomorrow.

Listening to the loud voice on the phone, Li Beicheng frowned, and wiped away the faint regret in his heart without hesitation. He smiled when he spoke: "Yan Er, what's the matter with you?

Is my uncle involved?"

"You said that I was so unfair to this beating. I was a little rude to her, but that was also what you asked the secretary to pass on the message and say that you could play casually. Now, my old man is urging me to go back and receive the family law!"

Yan Er ignored his words and vented his resentment: "I don't care. You owe me a huge favor tonight. You asked me to five points for that contract, and there is no need to discuss it!



"Wait, what the hell are you talking about..."

Before he could finish speaking, the other side had already hung up angrily.

Li Beicheng inexplicably put away his cell phone, linked several key points in his mind, and suddenly looked at Yan Shuirou, who was hanging his little head without saying a word.

Suddenly, his heart sank, and he secretly softened his tone that was about to say, but he still couldn't hide his original intention of questioning: "Shui Rou, what's going on?"

"North City, I'm sorry."

Yan Shuirou listened on the side, and was both confused and resentful about Li Erye’s rescue.

If the other party did not show up in time and wait until Yan Xiaye was completely defiled by Yan Er, even if Li Beicheng might be angry and furious, in the end, even for Yaer's sake, she didn't believe that Li Beicheng would stand on her side.

Thinking of this, Yan Shuirou felt unwilling to give in and her face turned gray and said in a trembling voice: "When I went to find Mr. Yan as you wish, there were many people there, I'm sorry
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