As we watched the two elders leave the living room, the room fell into silence.

Yan Xiaye and Li Beicheng had nothing to say, absent-mindedly depicting the relief patterns on the cup with their fingertips, waiting without expectation to listen to his noble opinions.

Unfortunately, Li Beicheng was not in a hurry to speak, his deep pupils staring at her face, and he didn't think that such a straightforward gaze was a kind of obscure harassment.

Yan Xiaye was uncomfortable when he saw him, and he met his silent gaze without any patience, and said concisely: "I will give you another three minutes. If you don't speak yet, we will see you at the Civil Affairs Bureau."

The eyes were facing each other, and the atmosphere was still silent and depressing.

After a brief silence for nearly a minute, Li Beicheng looked at her deeply and spoke calmly: "Yan Xiaye, do you still remember the first time we met?"

Yan Xiaye was stunned and then opened his eyes stiffly: "I don't remember."

"I was still in college that year and I gave you something for my grandfather. I happened to meet you working in a cake shop."

Don't care about Xia Ye's coldness, Li Beicheng fell into memories on his own, and his narrative tone was clear: "There were customers in the cake shop that day... No, was they a clerk? She had a conflict with her boyfriend, and the man went to the shop

I bought a cake and wanted to make up, but the woman refused on the spot. She threw the cake in anger and grabbed the tray to hit her."

Yan Xiaye frowned coldly: "I said, I don't remember..."

"You seemed no different from now on. You were so scared that you were still brave enough to stand up bravely. You wanted to drive away the man, but in the end you annoyed him and the other party pushed him down.

The glass windows were splashing everywhere, and the guests who were very disturbed were running away in a hurry. Only you still wanted to run with the clerk who had scared his legs."

The man's faint description inevitably brought Yan Xiaye into the past time.

It’s not that she is obsessed with the past that she can’t forget, but that her five-year career in prison is not good.

When she was in prison at first, she was about to go crazy, and she seemed to be self-abuse and explored what she did wrong. She recalled all the details of her relationship with Li Beicheng over and over again, until she was exhausted.

So, when Li Beicheng mentioned this, she almost immediately recalled a scene from a long time.

Everything in the cake shop was broken, and the rich creamy fragrance was surrounded by her. She held the tray silly and wanted to protect her colleagues who had a good relationship, but overestimated her ability.

So, when the man rushed up with a cake knife frantically, she had only time to raise the tray and smash it on his head, closed her eyes and prepared to endure the pain.

At the most critical moment, Li Beicheng happened to arrive and simply subdued the man who committed the murder from behind.

——You should know how to protect yourself more than protect others.

That was the first thing Li Beicheng said to her. She opened her eyes in the gentle voice of the man, and her eyes were filled with handsome faces.

No matter how far this memory comes from, to this day, Yan Xiaye always remembers the feeling she felt when she first saw Li Beicheng.

Three points of nervousness, seven points of shyness and panic, and relief and relaxation after the crisis was lifted.

The mixed feelings of flavors formed her unilateral trust and favorable feelings for him, and thus laid the foundation for the first half of her tragic life.

"Did you remember?"

Looking at Yan Xiaye for a long time, Li Beicheng pursed his lips and continued slowly: "After that meeting, I probably realized that my grandfather intended me to contact you, so I exchanged contact information with you and check it out

What else will be going to develop in the future... To thank me for saving you once, you made a bento with your own hands and took the bus to my school."

Yan Xiaye was still silent, and even the enthusiasm for looking at him was owed, and he just listened to him indifferently.

"I still remember it was very hot that day. You were sweating all over the bus. He hesitated to come to school to find me with a bento box. From then on, I knew how much you were.

I like me, but now I don’t dare to admit it?”

"There's nothing I dare not admit."

Yan Xiaye smiled, his expression was dull and there was no slight tide, as if he was using the identity of a spectator to describe what happened to others, "I was eighteen years old that year, you were young and handsome, and you were flirting again, so I specially wanted to make one eighteen

It’s not difficult for a year-old girl to like you.”

"Yes, I personally took you to school and ate bento with you under the famous lover tree on campus. You happily said that if I like it, I will often give me the bento in the future."

Li Beicheng curled his thin lips, his eyes were filled with smiles, and he asked regretfully: "But it only lasted for about a month, why didn't you give it to me again?"

Yan Xiaye raised his eyes and glanced at him, amused by his confused look, and sighed self-deprecatingly: "So you don't know..."

"What?"

"At that time, I had two part-time jobs every day except for class. It was impossible to eat bento with you every day. Unfortunately, once, after I gave you a bento, I found that I forgot to give you chopsticks and turned back the same way.

When I went back to find you, I happened to see you throw my bento into the trash can and leave without looking back."

Li Beicheng was stunned, "I..."

"No, you don't need to explain anything."

Yan Xiaye raised his hand and stopped him coldly, "Not blamed you, now I am so stupid. You are born different from me. The eldest young master of the Li family is tired of eating delicacies, so how can he respect him.

My shabby bento?"

"But you don't know that the Yan family dragged Yan Shuirou's sick man and sent all the money they earned to the hospital. The whole family pointed at my part-time job and had to be petty for every penny."

"In order to make my cooking dishes worthy of your status as the young master, I had to reduce my expenses as much as possible. I got up at four o'clock in the morning and went to the beach to buy cheap and good shrimp meat, and spent my time peeling and marinating them.

I can't bear to steal food myself, but it's not worth mentioning in your eyes."

"For you, because I am humble, the bento is cheap, the heart is cheap, and even I am cheap. From that moment on, I clearly understood that you never looked down on me."

Finally, Yan Xiaye sneered.

After many years, I mentioned the past events that made her cry all night again, and there was no touch in my heart, and some were just emotion.

"Yan Xiaye, since you knew from the beginning, why didn't you say anything?"

Li Beicheng choked for a moment, his eyes flushed slightly, "What happened later? You didn't like me at all, why did you promise grandpa to marry me? Why did you treat me so well after marriage?"

Yan Xiaye looked at him indifferently, "Don't get me wrong, it's just to repay kindness. Rather than saying that I like you, I like the role of my wife."

"I do not understand……"

"Since I was a child, I was out of touch with the Yan family. The Yan family's parents were not kind to me. Since I was seven or eight years old, I was looking forward to leaving the Yan family one day, marrying a man, and having my own family and children.

, I will be very good to my children and make up for my childhood lack."

Taking a deep breath, Yan Xiaye opened the deepest wound hidden in his heart as if nothing had happened, and continued to speak in one go.

"And you also know that Yan Jianguo is a man with all kinds of poisons and has had countless affairs."

"Growing up in such a family environment, I have been accustomed to it since I was a child. I thought men were like this. Women only need to play the role of a good wife, concentrate on raising their children, and wait for their husbands to have enough fun and go home."

"I treat the Li family, Grandpa Li, and you as my benefactors. I am willing to do whatever I do, because the Li family is responsible for all the medical expenses of Yan Shuirou, so that the Yan family will be free from the sad and hard days from now on, and their parents' faces

With a smile, I think my efforts are worth it. As long as everyone is happy, what does it matter if I sacrifice one of them?"

"You might think I'm a hate because of love, but in fact I just hate being betrayed."

A smile appeared on Qingmei's little face. Yan Xiaye calmly admired the man's incredible expression and said slowly in an understatement: "Li Beicheng, maybe I don't love you, but as your wife, I trust you, believe

No matter how ridiculous you are, you will have a standard and will not do anything that hurts me without any bottom line."

Li Beicheng had tears in his eyes, and he had to clench his fist and smash his breathless chest, muttering to himself: "But I disappoint you..."

"Yes, you disappointed me, and even despair."

With his slender and fair fingers on the table, Yan Xiaye stood up slowly: "Can you leave? I have a date with Yun Duo tonight and don't want him to wait for a long time."

"Is your date Yunduo or your little uncle?"

As Yan Xiaye stood up together, Li Beicheng leaned over and stretched his arms, and grabbed Yan Xiaye's wrist through the table, "You have repaid the Li family's kindness, are you planning to continue to repay the uncle's kindness now?"

"Yes, I originally planned that way." Looking down at the man holding his big palm, Yan Xiaye was calm and did not rush to break free, "Think about it carefully, there are actually only those who have been kind to me.

Li Yuntang is the same. Of course, Grandpa Li treated me well in the past, but the person who enjoyed his favor was Yan Shuirou."

Li Beicheng was in a mess, and his handsome face gradually became ferocious due to jealousy.

I can't imagine that the little uncle is enjoying all kinds of tenderness that he had abandoned his shoes back then but now he is unable to get it. He growled hoarsely: "So what? You and the little uncle..."

"Sadly, we have nothing."

Without mentioning the accident, Yan Xiaye had a cold face and focused on breaking the man holding her fingers. He chuckled without raising his head, "If he only needs me to agree with him."

, the problem is much simpler, but I know very well that I don’t have that high value.”
Chapter completed!