She was indeed very surprised that Li Beicheng would stand up and speak for her.

Five years ago, she would have been ecstatic, just for his affirmation.

Five years later, things have changed and people have changed, and she is heartbroken.

The rest... is just numbness.

In the dead silence, Li Yuntang seemed to be smiling but not smiling, taking in everyone's expressions.

Immediately afterwards, he opened the box slowly, took out the sparkling jewelry, and pressed a secret mechanism on it.

His behavior was very inexplicable and immediately attracted the attention of three people.

The slender fingers flexibly removed the gem base, then opened a page of the book at random, and raised the base to the sun.

The light changed, and after several flashes, the two figures of D and G were clearly reflected on the page, revealing a shocking fact in the most powerful and direct way!

Yan Shuirou's eyes widened, and her lower lip was bleeding from biting her: "This is..."

Li Beicheng's heart was beating wildly, his voice was dry and he could not speak: "Uncle, you..."

"Yes, this is the only item in the auction that is not for sale." Li Beicheng smiled playfully: "In other words, everything Miss Yan said is purely a false accusation, and Beicheng's lying skills are not very good."

As the owner of thirty-eight million jewels, Yan Xiaye was stunned for a long time, but still couldn't wake up completely.

She lowered her eyes in a daze and saw the handsome man handing the gem into her hand, as coldly and calmly as when he first met him: "It's the first time I met you and I didn't have time to prepare a gift. This is not a very expensive thing. Just treat it as a gift."

Replenish your meeting gifts."

…

In the blink of an eye, nearly a week has passed since the study incident.

During this period, Yan Xiaye would occasionally look at the sapphire on the dressing table, unable to make up his mind.

After learning the value of the jewelry on the spot and who was giving it to her, she immediately said that she was not qualified to accept such an expensive gift. However, her uncle said, "It's a good thing to be modest, but don't underestimate yourself too much."

Went back.

After that, before she could come up with another explanation to decline, Li Yuntang took the call and left. It was said that there was business in the capital that he needed to handle personally.

As if to prevent Li Beicheng from doing anything to her, the uncle simply took her away and left Yan Xiaye with enough time to be alone.

At noon that day, Yan Xiaye was sitting in the living room having some intimate conversations with her grandma. Ya'er, surrounded by nannies, ran over like a gust of wind, squeezed in between the two of them and sat down, saying sweetly and coquettishly: "Great-grandmother

, When will daddy come back? Ya'er is so bored alone!"

Whether intentionally or not, the little girl kicked her legs out of boredom, kicking Yan Xiaye's knees with her little boots.

Yan Xiaye lowered his eyes and looked at it. He didn't intend to argue with a child, so he silently sat a little further away.

"Good Ya'er, it's a good thing that you miss Daddy, but you can't neglect Mommy." The old lady didn't pay attention to what Ya'er had done. She just thought that she was innocent and childlike, and stretched out her hand to scratch the tip of her nose: "Listen to the servant.

People say that you have always refused to take the initiative to play with Xia Ye, is this true?"

"I don't, Ya'er only needs daddy!" She shook her head like a rattle, and Ya'er glanced at Yan Xiaye with disgust: "I'm not as childish as Xiao Yunduo, I'm from the Li family

My little princess doesn’t need a mother at all!”

Rolling his eyes at the nominal 'daughter', Yan Xiaye's heart didn't waver at all, and he even wanted to laugh.

It just so happened that she couldn't get too close to this child who looked too much like Yan Shuirou, but she didn't know how to explain it to her grandma. Now she had the best of both worlds.

"Ya'er, how could you say that!" For fear that Yan Xiaye would feel sad, the old lady rarely looked down, pulled Ya'er over and patted her on the leg: "Hurry up and apologize to mommy, girls from our Li family can't be like this.

There are no rules."

"I don't, I won't!"

Although they just touched her like cleaning the dust, Ya'er started crying and yelling: "Since this woman came to the house, my great-grandmother doesn't love Ya'er at all. I hate her!"

When she started to cry, she also gave full play to the extraordinary fighting power of a naughty child. She picked up the oranges and apples on the coffee table and threw them at Yan Xiaye.

Helpless, Yan Xiaye raised his hand to block the heavy fruit rain. Looking at Ya'er howling heart-breakingly, and then thinking about the gentle and cute little Yunduo, he couldn't help feeling that they were both children, but the gap was so different.

The old lady's face gradually became gloomy, and finally she slammed the coffee table to end the farce: "It seems that Beicheng is too indulgent to you. You really should learn the rules!"

After saying that, the old lady waved to the nanny: "Go back and copy the Three-Character Sutra for punishment. When will you come to Xia Ye to admit your mistake? When will you let her out again? Go ahead."

"Oooh, great-grandmother!"

After hearing that she had to apologize and copy the book, Ya'er cried so hard that she was out of breath and was finally taken away by the nanny.

When the sharp cry gradually faded away, the old lady sighed and rubbed her eyebrows: "Xia Ye, don't think too much. Although you are not pregnant in ten months, Ya'er is your daughter after all, and her nature is definitely not bad. She is Beicheng."

If you are used to being lawless, just temper your temper and you will be fine."

"It's okay, grandma, I won't take it to heart."

Lowering his eyes and answering calmly, Yan Xiaye stood up and took over the old lady's action, massaging her shoulders and neck: "Do you want to eat the cookies I made? I will make them for you now."

"Yes, why don't you want to." The old lady patted the back of Yan Xiaye's hand with relief as the chef in the kitchen did not use it: "Since you...in the past five years, no one has been able to make something that grandma likes.

, Grandma has been thinking about it all these years. No matter how strong her arms and legs are, she is afraid that I, an old woman, will not be able to hold on before you come out..."

Yan Xiaye's eyes were red, and he held back tears and smiled: "I don't allow grandma to say such things. Whenever you want to eat, I will cook it for you."

"Okay, okay, grandma knows that Xia Ye is the most considerate." She slowly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and the old lady closed her eyes and said kindly: "Actually, grandma is not afraid of death. It's not good to let your grandpa wait there for a long time. I just can't worry.

You and Xiao Yunduo’s mother over there in Beicheng and Yuntang also have no whereabouts..."

Afraid that he would cry on the spot if he continued listening, Yan Xiaye covered his mouth with one hand and took the opportunity to go to the kitchen to hide and cry bitterly.

Regardless of whether she wants to admit it or not, she has had very few relatives in her life, has been a failure as a person, and does not please her parents in every way.

No matter the Li family or my own family, the only relative left is the old lady.
Chapter completed!