"Don't worry about her, she's pretending."

Xiao Yunduo stomped her feet anxiously, and simply left the maid and went to find the family doctor by himself. Before leaving, she did not forget to carefully instruct Yan Xiaye: "I know that the doctor lives in the villa behind, so I'll run and go back quickly, Yan

You are waiting for me here."

"Don't run, I don't actually hurt that much..."

Seeing the small figure disappear quickly outside the corridor, Yan Xiaye felt soft.

Why would she not be kind to such a gentle and kind child?

Thinking of this, Yan Xiaye slowly turned back his eyes and faced the maid's eyes as if she was facing a great enemy.

She chuckled clearly: "What did Li Beicheng tell you about this scene in advance?"

"Yes, young lady." The maid looked at Yan Xiaye's bloody arms in a dilemma, then looked at Ya'er who was lying on the ground, and pursed her lips and said carefully: "I want to call the young master immediately.

, whether you agree or not.”

While talking, she secretly looked at Yan Xiaye's face.

Strangely, everyone knows that Ya'er is the biological blood of the young lady, but the young master asked them to keep an eye on the young lady and Ya'er together alone, as if the young lady would do something that was unfavorable to Ya'er.

"Call it." Yan Xiaye looked at Ya'er, who fell to the ground with his eyes closed but raised his lips high, calmly walking out: "Even if you don't make this call, there will be someone else.

He beat it."

...

An hour later, Li Beicheng returned to his old house in a fierce manner.

In the children's room, the family doctor stood beside the bed with a look of embarrassment, calling Miss Yaer a few times to the motionless figure on the bed, but still couldn't get any response.

"what is going on!"

Li Beicheng walked all the way, and when he arrived in the room, he took off his coat and threw it to the maid. He stepped forward and touched Yaer's warm forehead. His eyes looked at the doctor with extremely bad eyes: "Why haven't Yaer woken up yet?"

An hour ago, he received a call from a maid at home during a meeting, saying that Ya'er was knocked out by Yan Xiaye, and he felt unbelievable.

Who knew that when I rushed back, I saw Ya'er's face was pale and her voice was completely pitiful!

"Uh, young master..." The family doctor was quite helpless and knew Yaer's very vengeful personality, so he had to change the compromise statement: "Miss Yaer was not injured, maybe she was suddenly frightened,

It should be fine if you have a sleep."

Afraid that Li Beicheng would not believe it, he quickly added: "Actually, the young lady..." was the one who was seriously injured, and seven stitches were sewn in the wound.

Li Beicheng didn't have the patience to listen to him more, and stood up with deep eyebrows and said coldly to the maid behind him: "Ya'er fainted by her. She didn't stay here and wait for apologies. Where did the people go?

”

...

With a "bang" sound, the bedroom door was kicked open vigorously.

Yan Xiaye was looking at the wound sewn on his arm. He was so scared that he trembled slightly when he heard the sound. He lowered his sleeves and looked behind him.

The angry man's eyes were red, and his slender figure was approaching her step by step with huge pressure!

Yan Xiaye felt a little panicked and subconsciously explained: "It's not what you imagined..."

"Ya'er is lying there! You still said that it wasn't what I thought?" Li Beicheng was furious and slapped Yan Xiaye in the face, his voice trembling: "Shui Rou had told me that you would attack Ya'er.

, I still believe that you defend your words for you, that's how you repay me?"

She was beaten to the point of turning her head, and after a moment she trembled with her shoulders and laughed bitterly: "Li Beicheng, you kept saying that you trust me, and secretly ordered all the maids in the house to be your eyeliner to monitor me. You trust me so much

?”

Answering questions with questions is what Yan Xiaye gave to Li Beicheng.

Li Beicheng's pupils contracted, and he reached out and pinched her jaw, with great force as if he wanted to tear her apart.

Yan Xiaye was forced to look up at his cold pupils, and there was a cruel intention in his clear black and white water eyes.

Five years ago, he pushed her into hell for Yan Shuirou.

Five years later, he slapped Yan Shuirou's daughter without hesitation.

Looking at her self-deprecating cold gaze, Li Beicheng's left hand hangs beside him and trembles slightly.

Ya'er is clearly his beloved daughter, but why did he immediately feel regretful when he avenged Ya'er at this moment?

Before he knew it, his anger was unsustainable: "Yan Xiaye, as long as you go to Ya'er to apologize, I can pretend that nothing has happened this time."

Yan Xiaye sneered back and pushed him hysterically with his hands, wanting to keep the farther away from him, the better the distance.

Where can the wounds that have just been sewn withstand rough treatment?

The wound collapsed again after the surgical line was indented. Yan Xiaye gritted his teeth in pain, and blood penetrated his sleeves again.

Of course it hurts, but she would rather hold on by herself than give in to Li Beicheng.

Li Beicheng's eyes were instantly attracted by blood. He was slightly stunned and couldn't help but tear open her sleeves.

The movements were crazy and rough, not as if they were eager to prove Yan Xia Ye's innocence, but instead seemed to be eager to prove that he had never misread her.

From beginning to end, Yan Xiaye always had a sad smile, and along with the continuous dripping blood, it made Li Beicheng's heart feel like a block of cotton was blocked, and his throat was so sore that he couldn't spit out a word.

Until the fragile fabric torn apart, revealing the bloody and terrifying wounds below it, Li Beicheng suddenly took a step back.

He knew that it was not just an impulse slap, he hurt her again.

Looking at Yan Xiaye standing there with his head down, Li Beicheng's lips opened and closed several times, and the rest was silence.

Impulse is just an excuse. The truth behind the excuse is that he has never really understood her and trusted her.

That's why I saw Ya'er lying on the bed, and no matter how she came here, she treated her as the culprit, and even refused to finish her explanation.

What else can I say?

...No need to say anything.

At this moment, Xiao Yunduo walked back with the fruit plate. When he saw this scene, he immediately threw the fruit plate aside.

Little feet came over and hugged Li Beicheng's thighs. He raised his little face and nervously said, "Brother Beicheng, it was Ya'er who scolded her first, and Yanyan would teach her a lesson. Later, Ya'er was angry and bit Yan.

Yan... In short, it's not Yanyan's fault, don't make Yanyan!"

Ignoring Xiao Yunduo's obstruction, Li Beicheng took a step forward and staggered the unstable Xiao Yunduo.

The little guy flattened his mouth, grabbed his eyebrows and twisted his ankles, showing a hint of pain on his face, but he still insisted on refusing to let go.

Yanyan can never say anything even if he hurts so much. He is a real man, and he must protect Yanyan!
Chapter completed!