"Grandma, don't say that."

Yan Xiaye also had tears in her eyes, pursed her lips and her eyes were red: "Ya'er... is just a child. She doesn't understand that grandma is educating her for her own good. I will always understand your hard work in the future."

"As the old saying goes, you will grow old at the age of three. I don't know what happened to this child. Not to mention that he is not as well-behaved as you. Even that brat from Beicheng was not so ignorant when he was five years old."

When the old lady said this, she sighed deeply: "After all, a substitute is not as good as a biological child. The old lady is also a half-buried person. If she can hold her great-grandson in her lifetime, she will really die without regrets and have the dignity to marry her.

The old man told me."

With all the words being said, how could Yan Xiaye not understand what the old lady meant.

However, the surgery report from five years ago was still vivid in my mind, and it clearly stated that the possibility of her having another child was extremely low.

What's more, the relationship between her and Li Beicheng has always been in vain. It seems that the old lady's wish to have a grandson will fall on Ya'er's biological mother, Yan Shuirou.

It's just that she thought clearly in her heart, but she couldn't explain the truth to the old lady, and she couldn't bear to prevaricate casually, so she hesitated and dodged her eyes.

The old lady didn't wait for a long time to respond. There was a hint of probing in her eyes, and she spoke more clearly: "Xia Ye, I heard from the servant that since you came back, there are always people staying out at night between you and Beicheng. Just like this

If you go down, it will be very difficult for the old woman's wish to come true."

Yan Xiaye looked around and looked at him. He looked pretty with a blushing face. He didn't look like a married woman who had been in jail at all. Instead, she looked like a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.

Li Beicheng saw this place hidden in the shadow of the building, feeling a little thirsty in his throat.

He walked out and intercepted the old lady's words. Zhuang Ruowu smiled softly and said, "Grandma, don't worry, Xia Ye is embarrassed to say this. I will definitely work hard."

What this effort implies is naturally self-evident.

The old lady was satisfied. Before she left, she even said to Xia Ye with a smile: "You kids, we are all part of the same family, how can you be so shy? Okay, okay, grandma, I won't tell you, but you guys just know it in your heart."

After coaxing the old lady away, the alluring blush on Yan Xiaye's cheeks quickly faded.

"I have no control over how many children you and Yan Shuirou will have, but before that, please go through the divorce procedures with me."

"Who said I want to have a child with Shui Rou?" Li Beicheng folded his arms and announced his decision with a handsome smile: "Since you are the young lady of the Li family, of course the heir to the Li family should be your and my son.

.”

Yan Xiaye trembled when he heard this and raised his eyes in disbelief: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"I know, and I remember what you said." Li Beicheng recalled the little white swaddle, and his tone became softer: "Now that medical science is so advanced, I don't believe there is anything that cannot be undone, even if you really lose it.

Regarding fertility, it shouldn’t be a problem if you find someone to help you give birth to a child.”

Yan Xiaye opened his eyes blankly, as if he heard what he was saying clearly, but also as if he didn't understand a word.

Li Beicheng seemed to have a calm expression, and his palms were covered with sweat.

He stared into her eyes, spending so much energy on her for the first time, and whispered softly in the background of many pilgrims burning incense and praying: "Yan Xiaye, I want to start over with you."

"……impossible."

The corners of his lips rose crazily, and Yan Xiaye suddenly raised his hands to cover his cheeks, not wanting to look like a madman in front of others.

She had been waiting for these words from Li Beicheng for too long.

Until today, the dream came true, and thousands of emotions were stirring in her heart. Love and hate were blurred, and she only felt tired and ridiculous.

"Why is it impossible?" Li Beicheng did not allow her to escape. He pulled down her wrist forcefully and forced her to look him in the eye: "Listen carefully, there is nothing impossible that I, Li Beicheng, want to do."

Yan Xiaye shook her head paranoidly, as if the person standing in front of her was not a being that women flocked to, but some ferocious beast: "What about Yan Shuirou? What about you and her daughter?"

Li Beicheng did not expect that her words would be heartbreaking, and her black eyes would flicker for a moment: "The matter between Shuirou and I will be solved by itself. As for Ya'er, she is still your daughter and the future eldest lady of the Li family. You will not even bring an innocent person to the house."

Can’t even accommodate children?”

Yan Xiaye stared at him with strange eyes, suddenly feeling that she had never really known him.

At this point, is he accusing her of not being able to tolerate the illegitimate daughter of her husband and sister?

"...It doesn't matter anymore, Li Beicheng." As if all her life force had been taken away, she stood there slumped, unable to even breathe.

He just narrated in a very plain tone: "If you had said this before everything happened, how happy I would have been then, and how much I hate you now."

The love and hate that surged too deeply in her pupils were eventually concealed by her as calm.

It's not that she doesn't really know the pain, she just wants to retain her last dignity in front of him, that's all.

Li Beicheng felt great grief in his heart, and his handsome smile gradually turned cold: "Yan Xiaye, I could have not asked for your opinion."

"If you don't ask for my opinion, the most you can do is get my body." Yan Xiaye remained indifferent and was not afraid of his threat: "Yan Shuirou has served you well, so what you want must be more than just me.

body of."

Facing her clear pupils filled with mist, Li Beicheng's heart hurt: "You..."

"My heart has been given to you a long time ago. Where did you throw it, Li Beicheng?" She interrupted him, her chest heavy and breathless. Yan Xiaye smiled and her vision gradually blurred.

She loved him, endured it with all her passion, and had the best time of her life.

Using her last bit of strength, she looked at Li Beicheng's nervous and flustered expression with amusement. When she fell into his arms, she murmured to herself like a whisper: "For so long, you have trampled on my love for you.

, now that you and I are no longer on the same journey, why are we talking about starting over..."

…

In the silent ward, every breath is filled with the unique smell of the hospital.

Yan Xiaye opened his eyes, squinted under the light, and stared at the snow-white ceiling in a daze.

It wasn't until someone pushed the door open that she suddenly came back to reality.

"Yanyan, did Brother Beicheng bully you again?" Xiao Yunduo ran in with her schoolbag in her arms and crawled onto the hospital bed on both hands and feet. Her soft voice changed the tone because of her heartache: "Are you thirsty? Do you want to eat?

What?"

"I...don't want anything."

Yan Xiaye's lips trembled, his eyes softened, and he squeezed out a weak smile.

What she said was true.
Chapter completed!