Yan Shuirou's charming face froze, and it took her a long time to smile: "What do you mean is that as long as you can't inherit the Li family for a day, will Yaer and I always live such a shameful life?"

"Ya'er is a lady from the Li family, and there is nothing to be ashamed of." Li Beicheng pursed his lips, and there was a little impatient between his eyebrows: "You also know that Yan Xiaye has been very repulsive recently. If I keep in touch with you again, what if she finds her

Grandma insists on getting divorced. My efforts over the years are equivalent to meaninglessness. Do you want to see me become penniless?"

Of course, Yan Shuirou didn't want to harm Li Beicheng for nothing.

But she was even more afraid that one day Li Beicheng would really inherit the Li family and that his wife who could be with him was still not her!

At that time, Li Beicheng's identity became even more different from the past. Even if she was Ya'er's mother, she would not be able to tie his heart with her children forever.

After quickly calculating several thoughts in my mind, Yan Shuirou's eyes and body softened together, leaning into his arms like a cat: "I know you are false to Yan Xiaye, but you haven't come to look for him recently.

I feel very uncomfortable."

Working in the same company and being in the relationship between a manager and a secretary, it is natural to meet every day.

Therefore, the word "find" immediately became meaningful.

Li Beicheng frowned and let Yan Shuirou gently pull away his smoke-gray tie, and her eyes cling to him like silk: "Beicheng, you are so cruel, don't you miss me at all?"

Even though the person who was thinking about it was Yan Xiaye, Li Beicheng still responded in the face of Yan Shuirou's inspiration.

Manipulating the center console and putting down the seat, he pressed Yan Shuirou down with a rare rough manner, raised his hand to push away her hair covering her cheeks, and examined the two-point similarity between her and Yan Xiaye.

Yan Shuirou didn't hate him for being rude, but she hated him staring at her for a long time. She quickly hooked his shoulders with coquettishness and couldn't wait to put her red lips on: "Beicheng, I miss you so much..."

"I miss you too." Li Beicheng replied with a perfunctory love words, and fantasized about Yan Xiaye who was letting him bully, and his heat increased accordingly.

After a while, Yan Shuirou licked her lips with satisfaction, tidied up her clothes and threw a kiss at Li Beicheng, and hurriedly ran home.

In his room, Yan Shuirou sat on the bed and took out a file from the drawer near his hand. The top name was the bright Huang Qian.

After looking at the document with a creepy look, Yan Shuirou opened her laptop and typed out an exact same file.

Afterwards, she moved her fingertips slightly, deleted some of the information above, and added a few more words to express her deep condolences.

After the printing was successful, Yan Shuirou smiled silently, clamped the original file into a ball, and threw it into the paper shredder and turned into pieces.

Li Beicheng asked her to find this file and send it to him as soon as possible. Yan Xiaye would rather give up Mrs. Li’s position for this file...

No matter what they wanted to do with this file, she would completely interrupt the clues and would never give Yan Xiaye any hope.

...

Li Yuntang's private villa.

The aroma of various dishes mixed together lingers the entire room. The dining table is no longer a hotel dish carefully crafted by chefs and nannies, but a rare home-cooked taste.

Yan Xiaye packed up the messy kitchen and was excited to run to the children's room, but he fainted while holding the table.

Li Yuntang had just put the last dish on the table, but when he saw this, he frowned and didn't care about his injured hands for a while. His strong and powerful arms directly surrounded her slender waist and easily brought him back to his arms.

Suddenly, the faintly cold fragrance was close to you.

Yan Xiaye was still confused while holding her forehead. Looking at the handsome man, she couldn't figure out when she was so close to her uncle.

Li Yuntang held back a muffled groan and placed Yan Xiaye, who was blushing on the ground. The leather gloves were wet: "You are sick, have a good rest after dinner, and don't make trouble."

Yan Xiaye's eyes were blurred, and she tilted her head for a long time before nodding, and walked towards the children's room as originally planned.

Halfway through, she realized that Li Yuntang was treating her with the attitude of treating Xiao Yunduo again.

Could it be that she has always been a child in front of him, not like a woman at all?

Inexplicably, he flattened his mouth flat. Yan Xiaye pushed open the door, squatted down beside the bed, and gently shook the sleeping little guy: "Yunduo, there are your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs and cola chicken wings,

Is it okay to wake up first?"

The child was sleeping soundly, confused and unwilling to wake up.

Yan Xiaye reached out to test the temperature of gradually cooling on his forehead. He relaxed and screamed several times, but had to return without success.

She gently pulled up the door. She was having fun when she passed by the corridor. When she went back, she stood on tiptoe, ready to scare her uncle.

He leaned secretly against the man's back, and before he could think about how to scare him, his eyes were first sucked firmly by the bright red on the man's hand.

"Li Yuntang!" She was so scared that she took a breath, and hurriedly turned to him and knelt down, carefully taking the gauze from the man's hand: "How can you deal with it yourself? I want to call Mr. Yan Jiu to come!"

"It's not a big deal." Li Yuntang looked at her nervously: "Don't move, I'll let Yan Jiu come."

Yan Xiaye's hand that took off the gauze was stopped in the air, hesitating whether he should do an emergency treatment: "Are you afraid that I will hurt you with clumsy?"

The man smiled slightly and was very elegant: "I'm afraid to scare you."

It would be fine if he didn't say it, but after saying this, Yan Xiaye could no longer hold back the tears that had lasted all night.

Tears were like beads with broken threads across her burning and red face, and fell on the carpet and disappeared.

Li Yuntang is so gentle to her that even though she has ulterior motives from the beginning, she is still as happy as the beginning.

It would be better to say that she was lucky that she still had a little insignificant value in use, otherwise she would not be qualified to help Li Yuntang for the rest of her life, let alone repay his kindness.

"Little uncle, I..." She choked, feeling sobbing, and couldn't breathe in her heart, and murmured intermittently: "I know what you want, and I am willing to promise you, but I just ask you, don't be right again in the future.

I'm so gentle."

The reason why she and Li Beicheng have come to this day is because the marriage was wrong from beginning to end, and of course there would not be any good ending.

From the beginning, she was just for the benefit of the sake of the benefit. She was alone in the dark and mistakenly regarded Li Beicheng's grievances as true intentions, and then she gave her sincerity in vain.

This time, she must completely recognize her position and never make the last mistake again.

No one knows better than her that she married into the Li family not only to repay her kindness, but also secretly had selfish thoughts about Li Beicheng, which made her end up in dismal and indirectly ruined her life.
Chapter completed!