Yan Xiaye was used to seeing Yan Jianguo shirking responsibility, but he was the most disgusted with him shirking responsibility.

This time, she did not give her father any good looks and said expressionlessly: "That is the property of the Li family and does not belong to me. If the old lady pursues it, you will probably have to spend the rest of your life in prison."

"No, absolutely not!" Seeing Yan Jianguo's face turned pale, Yan's mother became excited and started to push Yan Xiaye: "Xia Ye, mother's good daughter, you must not let your father go to jail,

You go and kneel down and beg the old lady, and quickly give birth to a few more sons for the Li family. Just think that you have atone for your father, can you?"

Yan Jianguo coughed, and the figure who had just cursed the sky and the earth suddenly became hunched over, and his eyes secretly looked at Yan Xiaye.

"Stop talking!" Yan Xiaye bit his lower lip tightly, and tasted a little bit of fishy sweetness on his tongue: "Do you think I'm made of gold? Even if it's made of gold, it's not worth more than 30 million! Still do you think it's so powerful?

Is there a shortage of women in the family to have children? Even this can be used as a bargaining chip for calculation. How can my grandma look at me?"

If the couple in front of her were not her parents, she really wanted to leave and completely cut off relations with them.

Facing Yan Xiaye, who was drowned in pain, Yan's mother shivered and her voice was timid: "What else can I do? Even if we have more than 30 million yuan, we can't afford to pay it back..."

"Who threatens you, give me your mobile phone number." Yan Xiaye took a deep breath and raised his eyes again, his pupils were completely sharp: "I will go to talk to them myself, you can prepare 500,000 in three days

I try to redeem the things for cash.”

Yan Jianguo was very guilty and his courage was not that strong: "You said lightly. Where can I find 500,000 yuan in three days..."

"If you don't want to spend the rest of your life in prison."

After copying the mobile phone number, Yan Xiaye made up his mind and turned around and left without caring about Yan's mother's pitiful gaze.

After leaving the detention center, she called the phone call in her heart.

The opposite party quickly picked up: "Yan Jianguo, what tricks do you want to play?"

Yan Xiaye narrowed his eyes and realized that the other party's mobile phone number was specially used to contact her father, "I am Yan Jianguo's daughter. What you snatched away is of great significance to me. I want to sit down and talk to you.

Talk about how to return the things to me."

"Yeah, it's a little girl!" The other side smiled in surprise, and the phone ran into the hands of others: "Don't dream about a little girl, you know that this thing is valuable, I want us to return it to you in one sentence?

No!"

"Five hundred thousand."

"What?"

"As long as you agree, I can give you 500,000 yuan to redeem it." Yan Xiaye did not go around the circle and analyzed the situation concisely for them: "This gem has been filed by the police station now, and rich people will not risk buying it at the risk of it.

The stolen goods. If you destroy all the carvings, it will only be the value of the gem itself, and it will be worth a little money for a lifetime wanted order, which should not be what you want to see."

"...You woman's words are interesting." After a brief hustle and bustle again, this time, the head of the party answered the phone: "This gem is so clear and the number of grams is very large. It's worth five million, which is worse than that. If you have five million sincerity, come to talk to me again.”

"Sorry, I don't think the gems themselves have that high value."

Yan Xiaye's eyes were deep, and he showed his professional attitude to appreciate jewelry. The robber was stunned: "You also know that the material of the artwork itself only accounts for a small part of the value, such as those that can be sold for several million yuan.

The antique vase is made of clay and soil, and it is worthless if it is broken."

After saying this, Yan Xiaye held her breath and waited nervously.

The phone has been quiet for a long time.

About a few minutes passed, and the answer was given: "You have some knowledge, but there is one thing you lie. Yan Jianguo's little rabbit courage should have withdrawn the case at the police station long ago. Since this gem is now considered

If we don’t get into the thief… we have to consider before making a decision.”

Yan Xiaye gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, but I also want to remind you that my dad is not the real owner of this gem. Even if he cancels the case, the owner can call the police again. You will still be wanted by then."

After finishing the call, Yan Xiaye wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and his heart was still experiencing great ups and downs, and he kept jumping.

She did everything she could do. If the robbers still didn't contact her within three days, she had to tell her uncle about the incident and ask him to find a solution in person.

When Yan Xiaye thought of causing trouble for Li Yuntang again, he frowned in a tangled manner.

She had long been used to not relying on others, hoping that the robbers would be more sensible and let everything be settled before the young uncle found out.

Just as she tried to figure out the robber's psychology, the phone rang again.

She didn't even look at it, and answered quickly: "Did you agree?"

"What did you agree?" Li Beicheng's voice was a little unhappy, with a little bit of anger: "Yan Xiaye, whose phone call are you waiting for?"

Listening to Li Beicheng's cold questions, Yan Xiaye's eyes turned red, and grievances and sadness came towards her.

No matter how hard she forced herself, she was just a woman who was not very experienced in the world and needed to rely on her shoulder to lean on her.

He is her husband and should be her greatest backer.

However, he had never loved her, and the so-called backing was just a joke from the old man during his lifetime.

The funny thing is that she believed this joke until she was sent to prison by him, and she believed it for so many years.

So much so that when she encountered something she couldn't handle, she thought of him at the first time...

"What are you asking me for?" Yan Xiaye pursed her lips. He didn't want Li Beicheng to hear something strange in her words, so he deliberately retorted in a cold voice: "Where is Yan Shuirou?"

Since the hospital ended unhappy, Li Beicheng’s least favorite words are the three words Yan Shuirou.

But these three words were spoken from Yan Xiaye, which made him furious and frown. He simply avoided the topic: "Go home, I'll wait for you at home."

Yan Xiaye didn't want to be alone with Li Beicheng, let alone she didn't feel that way at the moment.

Just as I was about to refuse directly, I hung up the phone.

...

In the end, Yan Xiaye was reluctant to return to the old house.

She knew that her grandmother was exhausted physically and mentally recently because of Li Beicheng's coma, and she was really unwilling to have another incident at this critical moment, which made her grandmother worry in vain.

After paying the taxi, Yan Xiaye pushed open the door of the old house and was immediately shocked by the romantic and exquisite pink and white decorations in the garden.
Chapter completed!