With a dismay, Yan Xiaye took two steps back in dismay, and finally chose to leave.

She may not care about Yan Jianguo's harsh and torture, but she cannot care about Yan's mother's body and feelings.

Back in the studio, Yan Xiaye was depressed and drawing design drawings at her desk.

The slender lines slowly outlined on the white paper, and stopped there for a moment when she was lost. The tip of the pen and the white paper continued to touch each other, making black circles of all sizes faint.

Yin Baiyan noticed something was wrong when she came back. She looked at it a few times and couldn't help but push the chair and slide to her side. She asked in a lively tone: "Xiao Xiaye, is anyone making you angry? Tell me, I'll vent my anger for you now!"

The words of concern sounded in his ears, and the tears that had been in his eyes for a long time could no longer stay, and they fell one by one to the paper.

Her silent performance was too unusual. With her tenacity and stubbornness she usually showed, Yin Baiyan could hardly imagine what she had encountered.

Looking at the gradually wet white paper with a heart-wrenching heart, Yin Baiyan gently took the pen from her hand and spoke gently in the gentleest voice he could imagine: "Don't just cry, it will be much better to say it. There may be some things you can't do, but in my opinion it is a trivial matter."

"...Teacher." Yan Xiaye trembled and choked with her shoulders, wiped the tears on her face randomly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Do you have a good relationship with your family?"

"Well? Why did you suddenly remember to ask this?" Yin Baiyan was a little confused, but she still thought about it according to her intention: "Yin Mo and I are twin brothers and sisters, but unfortunately they have very different personalities and their relationship is the best in the family. My mother died when we were 20 years old. My father later married a university professor as his wife. She is a very old-fashioned woman. Our brothers and sisters have a very good relationship with her."

Speaking of this, Yin Baiyan gradually realized the reason why Yan Xiaye was sad and asked tentatively: "Xiao Xiaye is so cute, don't your parents love you?"

"I don't know if I'm really cute or I've always been hateful." The tears in Yan Xiaye's eyes were endless. She wiped them over and over and wet her cuffs. She simply gave up her efforts, her eyes fell on the paper blankly, and she whispered to herself: "Since I can remember, my parents don't seem to like me very much. I feel like there is an extra existence in my family. There is only Yan Shuirou who cares about and loves from her parents."

"Yan Shuirou?" Yin Baiyan tsk his tongue, as if he would dirty his mouth when he mentioned this name. "Your sister... didn't she get involved with Li Beicheng?"

"Yes." Yan Xiaye could only smile bitterly. There were too many words to say, but he didn't know where to start and how to speak.

Over the years, she has always only known to rely on herself and never wants to cut her wounds in front of outsiders.

But now, she is so aggrieved and helpless.

She originally planned to talk to her uncle, trying to imitate the man's calmness to get rid of the pain, but accidentally encountered the intimate contact between Bai Jinxin and her uncle.

"Pamper that kind of woman! Is your parents' brain circuit so clear?" Yin Baiyan was stunned, and no matter how he thought about it, he felt incredible.

When he first saw Yan Shuirou, he took a check to rescue Yan Xiaye. Yan Shuirou's disgusting face was still vivid in his mind, making him clearly realize how sinister human hearts can be.

How confused did the Yan family’s parents be able to ignore the well-behaved and gentle Yan Xiaye, and really treat that charming bastard as a good baby who needs his parents’ favor?

unless……

A fantasy thought passed through his mind. Yin Baiyan recalled Yan Shuirou's voice and appearance, and then secretly compared it with Yan Xiaye. No matter how you look at it, they all looked like three points, and immediately secretly denied this possibility.

Yan Xiaye tried hard to calm his thoughts, and retelled everything that happened to the Li family with Yin Baiyan concisely, saving only the insider transaction between her and her uncle. Finally, she sighed deeply: "My mother went to the hospital because of this. I don't know what the situation is going on, but I don't even have the qualifications to stay there. Teacher, am I really doing something wrong?"

"Of course not!" Yin Baiyan saw how much Yan Xiaye was, and suddenly felt heartbroken and bounced a finger on her forehead with amused expression: "If Yan Shuirou hadn't jumped up and down and made trouble, Li Yanze wouldn't have thought of taking advantage of this. Yan Shuirou knew it was impossible to force her. Your mother could not satisfy her wish, and she would probably feel guilty and blame herself, and she would only be angry..."

"But if I agree to give the shares to Yan Shuirou and wish her and Li Beicheng a happy marriage, will everything not happen?" Yan Xiaye reluctantly pulled out an unnatural smile and said in extreme frustration: "Sometimes I really don't know what to do."

"Your approach is not a problem at all. The one with the problem is Yan Shuirou's brain!"

Unable to see Yan Xiaye giving up so much, Yin Baiyan walked around her and patted her on the head to cheer her up: "Repaying grudges with kindness is the patent of idiots and the Virgin Mary. Don't think that if you agree at that time, you will change something. With the support of your confused mother, she wants your stock today and will kill you tomorrow. Do you give it or not?"

Yan Xiaye knew that what Yin Baiyan said was right, so he took a deep breath and took out his cell phone, found Yan Shuirou's number and dialed it in.

Doudou...

"Sorry, the user you called is on the phone, please wait..."

Yin Baiyan watched Yan Xiaye's little face pale again after her bloody face, and angrily took her cell phone and found Li Beicheng's notes directly.

This time, the phone was connected quickly.

"Li Beicheng, I am Yin Baiyan." In order for Li Beicheng to say something annoying, Yin Baiyan took the initiative to report to his home: "Are you with Yan Shuirou? How is Aunt Yan's health?"

"...Why should I tell you?" After a moment, Li Beicheng's voice passed through the microphone lukewarmly: "Let Yan Xiaye answer the phone."

“你小子欠揍是不是!”尹白焰烦透了厉北城这不阴不阳的态度,恶狠狠地冲着手机咆哮:“少废话,等尹沫嫁给你小叔叔,我就是你小叔叔的平辈,你还知不知道什么叫目无尊长?”

"Then you have to wait until your sister marrys into the Li family to count." Li Beicheng was not afraid of his intimidation at all. Then he thought of something and said with a smile: "If Bai Jinxin insisted on pestering her uncle and refused to leave, in my opinion, it is still unknown whether your sister can marry into the Li family smoothly."

"Bai Jinxin?" Yin Baiyan thought for a while, and frowned in an instant: "That daughter of the Bai family? She is not dead?"
Chapter completed!