"It has nothing to do with my uncle. He probably heard someone talking nonsense and ran to me and went crazy."

It was related to the past, Yan Xiaye naturally kept silent to Qin Yan, stared at Li Beicheng silently for a while, made up his mind and said softly: "Thank you for saving me, can you please go outside first, wait, and I

Li Beicheng has something to say."

No matter where Li Beicheng learned the secret five years ago, the most urgent task was to immediately dispel his doubts.

Qin Yan nodded, walked to the door and looked back and smiled: "It's okay, but it's better not to let him go. If you have any questions, call me by my name, I'll be outside the door."

"Thanks."

When Qin Yan left the room, Yan Xiaye came to Li Beicheng, who was tied up like a rice dumpling, and bent down and raised his hand to slap the other party.

The handsome face immediately turned red, the man's eyes widened, the roar of his throat became more and more obvious, and his eyes were filled with the cold light of choosing people.

As a descendant of the Li family, he had never suffered such humiliation, let alone the person who humiliated him was Yan Xiaye.

Turning a blind eye to the man's fierce gaze, Yan Xiaye took a deep breath, and his slender eyelashes trembled.

She held the dull pain and numb palm, and she endured tears that had been slid down her cheeks for a long time. She seemed to have lost all her strength. She fell in front of the man and murmured in distractedly: "Li Beicheng, I don't know."

Whoever said what you said... it is impossible. Your and my child is dead. You have seen it with your own eyes. You are here to regret it now. Don’t you think it’s too late?”

Her tears fell on the corner of the man's lips. Before he could speak, he had already tasted the bitterness.

Perhaps because she was rarely seen crying, the tears magically extinguished the anger in his heart, and his heart suddenly sank.

Looking at her haggard face due to excessive sadness, Li Beicheng frowned, and his confidence before coming here was shaken a little.

The biggest reason why he felt that the woman who took his money would not lie was that he was confident that few people in Jianghai dared to trick the Li family was the indifference and rationality that Yan Xiaye showed after he was released from prison.

Yan Xiaye did fascinate him, but based on his past understanding of Yan Xiaye, if he really killed their children, she would definitely fight for revenge instead of just wanting to divorce and escape.

It's just around him.

Li Beicheng fell into silence with suspicion, and Yan Xiaye didn't need him to speak.

As if she could not bear it anymore, she burst into tears in front of him for the first time, her slender body trembled, and she burst into tears: "Li Beicheng, no matter how we say it, we are husband and wife for so many years, you

How much do you hate me? You know that child is the pain that I cannot mention the most, but you still... I know. You think Ya'er fell from the building and was it because I came to hurt me, right?"

Li Beicheng subconsciously wanted to explain for a while, and a muffled sound came from his throat, and then he remembered that his mouth was still blocked.

This also reminded him of the man who tied him up without saying anything. Yan Xiaye had that little face, Yin Baiyan, and when did this come out?

The anger that dissipated in his eyes condensed again. Li Beicheng tried hard to break free from the bed sheets that were bound by him. However, Qin Yan specialized in this method and was skillful in his technique, and he could be called an expert. He could never easily break free.

"Whether you believe it or not, the fact that Ya'er fell downstairs has nothing to do with me." Seeing that Li Beicheng was unable to break free, Yan Xiaye continued to stay by his side with confidence, pretending to be sad that he was more sad than death, "If so,

If you don’t believe me, you can call the police with Yan Shuirou at any time and send me to prison again. I would rather you treat me like that than hear my child from you... You are not worthy of mentioning him, you will never be worthy."

Her original intention was just to deceive Li Beicheng, but when she mentioned the child who was still unknown, she unconsciously bit her lower lip and despair instantly occupied all her emotions.

"If I had known that today would be there, I wouldn't have agreed to Grandpa Li from the beginning. If I hadn't seen you and hadn't married you, I wouldn't have become a mother who could not even protect her own children... Li Beicheng, I

All the misfortunes in your life arose because of you, but fortunately you finally signed a divorce agreement. I don’t want to see you again in my lifetime.”

She looked at his pupils with a blank and blank look like a beautiful pale and about to break, unable to withstand a slight blow, and her voice was as light as a whisper, "Are you talking about it, you're just talking about it

Rou Xingxin... I have to force me to death before I am satisfied?"

The sound fell into Li Beicheng's ears, and every word turned into a sharp blade, lingchi his scarred heart.

Yes, he just inferred and suspected. Before he found Huang Qian to ask, he could not prove that the woman was telling the truth. Even though he knew that he shouldn't have raised this topic, how could he come so resolutely to force Yan Xiaye to ask?

Since signing the divorce agreement, he has become lost in his past calmness and judgment ability, thinking only about how to save the situation, and even he is not caring about his position as Yaer's father. He may not want to let go if he grasps a little.

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All of this is harmed by Yan Xiaye.

“Um…”

The man's eyes suddenly became hot, and she almost greedily reflected her figure into her eyes. The emotions of love and hate in her eyes were intertwined, which was complicated and hard to describe.

He is not a fool, and he can vaguely guess that the reason why Yan Xiaye was so painful was because he still had love for him.

She hated not only him for what happened back then, but even the self who was powerless to him.

Yan Xiaye didn't want to understand the pain in his eyes that was hard to separate. He reached out and pulled out the towel from his mouth. The corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of hatred. His throat was extremely hoarse due to external damage: "Li Beicheng, I won't tell Xiao about this matter.

Uncle, yes, I'm not cruel to you, but don't think you can keep trampling on my bottom line, and don't force me and your words to burn together."

There were still his blue and black finger marks on her porcelain white neck, which made him unconsciously raise his hand to touch it. His voice was mixed with gentleness that he hadn't noticed: "Does it hurt..."

Yan Xiaye glanced at him indifferently, avoided his hand that was stretched out, stood up and stood beside the bed with his back to him, as if he didn't want to look at him again: "Get out, otherwise I'll ask Qin Yan to send him off.

You're leaving."

The man's raised hands were frozen in the air, and his heart was filled with bone-eroding pain.

He stared at Yan Xiaye's slender back with deep eyes, and his numb hands and feet moved up from the ground, and said lightly: "Don't think I'll forget it. Even if I search the entire river and sea, I will find the past as soon as possible as possible.
Chapter completed!