Soon, a maid came in to change clothes.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the room was quite calm, she took out one of the brand new and straight shirts and asked Yan Xiaye for help, "Mrs. Young Madam, this fell out of your bag that day. I have washed it for you.

It's clean."

"What did you say!" Li Beicheng slapped the table and suddenly felt that his dedication had been trampled on.

Yan Xiaye was also stunned when he looked at her shirt, and then he remembered that Li Yuntang took her in for one night on the day of drinking. Before leaving, she secretly took away the shirt she had worn and prepared to clean it before returning it to the other party.

But after that, a lot of things happened. She was upset and forgot about it. Unexpectedly, she was picked up by the servant.

Unexpectedly, the young master suddenly got angry. The maid timidly handed out her shirt and looked at Yan Xiaye in a panic: "Mrs. Young Master, this is..."

"It's not your business, you go down." Since the shirt couldn't explain clearly, Yan Xiaye didn't want to implicate innocent people.

The calmer she was, the more angry Li Beicheng was, and his eyebrows were full of gloomy and fierceness: "If you don't explain the origin of this shirt clearly, no one is allowed to leave today."

The maid was so scared that she trembled all over. She had an idea and explained to Yan Xiaye: "Young Master, look, the label of this shirt has not been removed yet. When it was dropped on the ground, it was wrinkled and kneaded into a ball. I guess it was probably because the young lady wanted to give it to her.

I'll give it away for a while, so I didn't give it away."

According to the style of Summer Night in the five-year preface, this is indeed what she would do.

At that time, Li Beicheng regarded returning to the old house as a task. He always went out immediately after dinner and changed his clothes. He never cared about where those clothes came from, and it took Yan Xiaye how much effort it was.

"real?"

Looking back on the past, Li Beicheng looked a little slower, and he looked in the direction of Yan Xiaye with thoughts.

Since she was released from prison, he has been extremely ruthless towards her, and it is normal for her to not give him clothes.

Yan Xiaye didn't want such a troublesome misunderstanding. He was about to say something, but was moved by the maid's pitiful eyes, so he had to lower his head to express his apology.

Li Beicheng felt aroused, and the corners of his lips were more satisfied, and he immediately sent the maid down: "When doing well, your salary will double."

He picked up his shirt and shook. He took off his coat without hesitation in front of her and changed into the clothes she had ‘given’ him.

In the floor-to-ceiling mirror, the young man was handsome and tall, and his spirit was flying when he looked around.

No matter how ruthless you are, it is the best look of every girl's husband in her dream.

Yan Xiaye looked at it and couldn't help but feel a little lost.

No matter how far he and she have reached, he has always left such deep imprints and traces in her life, and cannot be written off just by saying no longer love.

The scene reflected through the mirror, Li Beicheng did not miss her dazed expression.

Successfully, Xia Ye was attracted by him, so the man in front of the mirror became more and more graceful, trying to attract her to get closer.

However, the expected throwing into the arms of his arms failed to come true.

Yan Xiaye's focal-free vision quickly condensed, and realized that this was a great opportunity to open an opening with Libeicheng.

No matter what consideration Li Beicheng gave up his figure, she took one step at a time, and at worst she could just deal with it: "Li Beicheng, about being your assistant..."

Li Beicheng pondered for a moment, and there was a sense of inquiry in his eyes.

Judging from Yan Xiaye's current personality, he knew very well that the other party no longer loved him as much as he used to, and he could no longer be willing to be a small fugu for him.

"You rejected the invitation from your uncle. Is it because you want to follow me and find an opportunity to deal with Shuirou?" After hesitating, he still wanted to consider Yan Shuirou.

If he hadn't mentioned it on his own initiative, Yan Xiaye would never have expected that there would be this one.

The cold wind was numb and her lips cursed and hurt others and herself: "Don't worry, your relationship with Yan Shuirou hurt me five years ago, as long as she doesn't make me humble and provoke me.

, I don't care what position she uses to climb onto your bed."

"You..." I couldn't stand her cold and thorny speech, Li Beicheng choked in his throat and slammed the door and left angrily: "Okay, come to the company at 8 o'clock tomorrow and ask Shui Rou to report!"

He angered Li Beicheng again, and the outcome was indeed not much better.

Yan Xiaye closed his eyes, and Wan Yuqianyan was only tired when he reached his mouth, and turned into a lonely sigh in the night.

...

When Yan Xiaye, who was shining brightly under Li Yuntang's care that day, was about to become her miscellaneous girl, Yan Shuirou responded to Li Beicheng's great decision with all night as enthusiastic as she could.

But that night, when she was in full swing, she suddenly felt an indescribable strange feeling.

It was like... Li Beicheng was looking at someone else who looked like her through her appearance...

The next morning, Yan Shuirou spent a lot of effort to choose clothes and rushed to the company with a sense of excitement, determined to make Yan Xiaye exhausted at work.

That night, the anti-pornography and criminal activities failed to catch her. After all, the GPS was not reliable enough and it was more effective than her doing it herself.

After eight o'clock, Yan Xiaye wore a simple and capable white suit, with long waist-length hair tied into a ponytail, and appeared at the door of the office on time.

She knocked on the door indifferently. She couldn't wait for any response inside for a long time, so she simply pushed the door open and entered: "Yan Shuirou, you really have healed your scar and forgot the pain."

"At summer night, I have guests here, what are you saying?"

He held the teacup in his hands and handed it to the visitor. Yan Shuirou was charming and tucked her long hair. The perfume on her body was full of scent, making Yan Xia's nose itchy.

The client took the teacup and kicked the desk with a shaking foot. The boss turned around and faced Yan Xiaye. He said hello and showed an inappropriate romantic feeling: "Yeah, huh... I mean Miss Yan

, Let's meet again."

Yan Shuirou judged the situation and found that Yan Er was still worried about Yan Xia Yezi. She immediately smiled like a peony flower: "It seems that Yan Er Master has a good impression of you. Since this is the case, the specific details of this plan will be for you.

Come and take responsibility.”

"It's my first day to join the job, I'm afraid I can't take on this heavy responsibility." Seeing that Yan Shuirou was uneasy and kind, Yan Xiaye also smiled and said nothing: "If something goes wrong, what should Mr. Li blames him if he blames him?

Is it good?"

Yan Shuirou has the support of Li Beicheng, and she can also use her uncle's reputation to pretend to be a tiger's power. How could she let the other party round and pinch it flat?

Seeing that Yan Xiaye refused to fall into the trap, Yan Shuirou's watery eyes burst out with obvious annoyance: "Xia Ye, I am your immediate boss now. If you can't accept my dispatch, please go to Beicheng for help.

You change another department, you have to know that our secretariat does not support idle people."
Chapter completed!