Li Beicheng did not make any noise, so the driver naturally did not dare to move.

He stared at Yan Xiaye's rare smile almost greedily for a long time, and shouted wildly in his heart that he was possessive of her, but he did not dare to use force again.

"Yan Xiaye, you are mine."

When he said this, the man's gloomy black eyes were covered with a thin aura, and every word was like an announcement.

Yan Xiaye rarely did not embarrass him. He even raised his face and kept the curve of the corners of his lips thinking, but the smile was not as good as the eyes, and in amazement, it was all warm and cool.

Then, she withdrew her gaze in front of Li Beicheng, Shi Shiran closed the car door, and ordered the driver: "Drive."

The driver was in a dilemma and looked at the man standing by the car with deep eyebrows and eyes from the reversing mirror. After a brief gaze, hesitantly stepped on the accelerator.

He is also an old employee of the Li family. He thinks he is very clear about Mrs. Li's status in the Li family. Especially not long ago, another Miss Yan moved into the old house openly. Then public opinion broke out on Weibo, which made the people in the house feel at heart.

In panic, it seemed that Yan Xiaye's fall of favor was a foregone conclusion.

It was not until this moment that he realized that the rumors were not necessarily correct, they were all men. Of course, he could understand his young master's aggressive eyes, and he wrote his determination to win, which was enough to prove that the young lady's position was as stable as Mount Tai and he did not need these servants at all.

People are very attentive.

"Mrs. Young Madam, we all miss you very much. Miss Yaer is still young. Don't separate from the young master. Move back to your house as soon as possible." The driver knew that the young lady's personality had always been gentle, and she would put on airs when she had disagreements with the one who had no choice but to do anything to do.

The Yan Shuirou was completely different, so she plucked up the courage to persuade: "If you do this, you are afraid that the final result will be that the relatives will suffer and the enemy will be happy, so that the inexplicable woman will take advantage of it."

Yan Xiaye lowered his eyes and sat in the back seat for some reason. Hearing this, he shook his head with a bitter smile, and politely declined the other party's earnest persuasion.

In the rearview mirror, Li Beicheng did not leave immediately without the servants, and his tall figure slowly moved away in the mirror until it disappeared.

Is it really that human nature is inherently inferior?

When she loved him deeply, Li Beicheng looked down on her, and when the disdainful person was replaced by her, the man inexplicably refused to let go.

The deep love that once was once unforgettable, now I look back, but it is just a big dream in life.

When the dream wakes up, the fate is gone, and there is nothing else except hatred.

She and Li Beicheng have been to this day, and they are all blameless.

She didn't want to be the second Yan Shuirou, but apart from that, Li Beicheng was born in a noble family, what capital did she have to compete with him?

The driver opened his mouth and waited for it to be said again, but his eyes accidentally ran into Yan Xiaye in the rearview mirror.

On the smooth and bright mirror, the woman's beautiful face still has a different kind of desolation in the depths of the smile.

If he remembers correctly, the young lady is only twenty-five years old this year...

The driver suddenly felt a little sad and whispered apologies. All the persuasion was blocked in his throat and he couldn't say a word.

"Uncle Xu, don't apologize." Yan Xiaye looked out the car window and said lightly: "I know you are doing it for my own good, but there are some things in this world that cannot be summarized by a good or bad one.

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After a long silence, the BMW car swung its tail in a beautiful tail and cleverly stopped in an unobtrusive shadow in the southeast corner of the building.

The driver got out of the car first, looked around, bent down and opened the car door for Yan Xiaye: "Mrs. Young Madam, the reporters are all around the front door. It doesn't matter if you walk through the side door."

Yan Xiaye nodded slightly, seized a safe gap, slipped into the building on tiptoe, and continued to return to the studio to draw pictures.

With the high and exaggerated number of clicks on Weibo, Ye Yan's official website has also been quite expensive. If this momentum continues, she can not only save enough money to return it to Yin Baiyan quickly, but also hire a private person by installment payment.

Detective, looking for the whereabouts of Huang Qian and her son nationwide.

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In the evening, Yan Xiaye received a message from Yunduo, wanting her to pick him up after school.

Thinking about not seeing the little guy for a few days, she hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't bear to refuse the child's request.

She still remembers what happened last time at school, and she can even remember the pain of burns on the back of her hand.

Even if she convinced herself in her heart that Yin Mo was the fiancée of her uncle, the so-called truth was far less important than Yin Mo's face, but grievances were grievances. Even if she didn't defend herself, it did not mean that she didn't feel pain.

"Xiao Xia Ye, what are you thinking with a bitter face?" Yin Baiyan has been paying attention to Yan Xia Ye's mood changes recently. He walked over with a cup of coffee, pulled over a chair and sat next to Yan Xia Ye, and talked about his work in detail about the studio

Beautiful expectations.

This trick was very effective. I immediately pulled Yan Xiaye's attention away and added to the discussion with great enthusiasm.

"Okay, OK, you sort out these ideas into documents as soon as possible and send them to your uncle. He will definitely increase investment in the studio."

Half an hour passed, Yan Xiaye's mouth was dry and her whole cup of coffee was dry. After driving Yin Baiyan away, she picked up her phone and sent a message to Li Yuntang: "Uncle, can I go to school to pick up Yunduo later? If so,

If so, don't forget to tell the driver for me, so that he won't make a trip in vain."

After sending the message, she took a deep breath with a little nervousness, wondering if the uncle would agree.

Although Li Yuntang once said in person that he did not believe in the nonsense on Weibo, once the media photographed her being with Xiao Yunduo, it would definitely cause other trouble.

"Well, I'll go to the studio to pick Yun Duo up later."

Just as Yan Xiaye gradually began to restlessly, his phone trembled, and Li Yuntang's concise answer was displayed on the screen.

Yan Xiaye breathed a sigh of relief and borrowed Yin Baiyan's car to pick Yun Duo up at school.

It was more than ten meters away from the school gate, and I saw Yun Duo walking out with the girl who looked like a doll. Yun Duo's delicate little face was full of displeasure, and he frowned seriously and shouted at the girl.

: "She is not what you said. If you don't understand, don't talk!"

Seeing this, Yan Xiaye hurriedly stepped forward and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Why are you quarreling?"

Yun Duo walked to Yan Xiaye with a tense face, pursed her lips and said nothing, and took her hand and walked forward.

The little girl was yelled and she looked at Yan Xiaye with a silence, and timidly grabbed the corner of Xiao Yunduo's clothes from behind: "They all said that, don't ignore me, I just don't say it."

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"It's too late!"
Chapter completed!