"No matter what I want, you will definitely not be able to give it."

He coldly interrupted Li Beicheng's unfinished words, Yan Xiaye raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the door, "You leave now, I can pretend that nothing has happened."

Li Beicheng was slightly stunned, his expression suddenly became softer, and he murmured to himself: "Yan Xiaye, you are still not cruel to me..."

"Didn't I say you should stop being self-indulgent?" Yan Xiaye was very angry and gritted his teeth and added: "This has nothing to do with you, I just don't want to worry my father."

The softness in Li Beicheng's eyes disappeared, and he asked unwillingly: "It's just that?"

"It's just that!"

Don’t look at Li Beicheng again without looking at Li Beicheng. Yan Xiaye impatiently grabbed the pillow and threw it on him: “Get out of here!”

Li Beicheng's face turned dark and hesitated to look at the ray of morning light that appeared in the sky, but hesitated to leave.

Seeing the door open and close, Yan Xiaye's tense heartstrings relaxed and collapsed softly on the bed.

After spending a few minutes to recover, she immediately got out of bed and locked the door. Then she thought that before she fell asleep yesterday, she also locked the door.

In other words, once Qin Jing had the key to her room door, the locking did not have the right meaning.

Flirting with the handle on the door irritated and restlessly, Yan Xiaye thought about it and had to turn around and walk to the single sofa, pushing the sofa to the door with all his strength, so that he felt a little safe.

He lay on the sofa panting, Yan Xiaye raised his hand and rubbed his very painful shoulders. He looked sideways and found the purple finger marks floating on his skin.

This discovery made her feel uncomfortable. Her extremely tired body suddenly had the strength and rushed to the bathroom without stopping, opening the shower head as quickly as possible.

The flowing water washed away the finger marks left by Li Beicheng, and at the same time wet the bathrobe on her body, making her face shivering pale.

This will definitely not work.

Judging from the father's attitude towards her yesterday, they either didn't know that Qin Jingyi was related to her accidental fall from the sea, or they had already chosen Qin Jingyi's side.

If it was the former, she could still bear it.

If it is the latter...

What to do? Even if she deceived herself, it was hard for her to believe that Mr. Qin knew nothing about it.

Amid the sound of water, Yan Xiaye's slender back was against the wall, and he slowly slid on the ground, feeling so depressed that he couldn't describe it.

After so many years, she finally knew her origin and finally found a suitable reason to comfort her lonely and helpless childhood self.

Even if she didn't say it, she always longed for family affection and warmth in her heart. But the facts proved that she really didn't deserve all this?

The pale little face was desolate. At this moment, Yan Xiaye finally understood the real reason why Li Yuntang didn't want her to return to the Qin family.

Compared to physical damage, mental blows are often more unbearable.

In this way, after she returned to Jianghai, she heard the best news that Li Beicheng actually brought her.

No matter what, Yan Shuirou finally got the retribution she deserved, and the evidence she had in her hands was enough to be imprisoned for intentional injury.

A place like a mental hospital is worse than a prison, not to mention that Yan Shuirou has to spend the rest of her life there.

In short, she was quite satisfied with the result.

After tidying up his mood under the erosion of the running water, Yan Xiaye took his clean bathrobe again, wrapped it in his body and walked out.

It was dawn outside the window, but she was still in shock, so there was no sleepiness.

Sitting on the sofa and thinking for a while, she decided to test her father's attitude herself and then consider what to do next.

So, wait until exactly seven in the morning.

Mr. Qin appeared in the restaurant with the help of a servant. The first thing he saw was Yan Xiaye wearing a naked-shoulder sweater.

Opposite her, Qin Jingyi rarely expressed any outstanding opinions, but quietly ate the pasta on the plate.

This rare harmony made Boss Qin happy. Although he knew that it was just an illusion, he still gave him some comfort.

It seems that the gangster from home is not useless, at least he knows how to be sympathetic to his good intentions.

"Summer night, did you sleep well last night?"

Sitting in the main seat tremblingly, Old Qin asked with a kind smile: "Are you unccustomed to it? Or should you add some clothes and jewelry? Just tell the butler all, he will do his best for you."

“…Thank you, dad, everything is fine.”

Yan Xiaye lowered his eyes, deliberately disregarding his eyes to Mr. Qin, and said lightly: "I want to change the door in the bedroom, don't know if it's okay?"

"Door?"

"Well, I suddenly don't like the color of that door and want to change it to the thicker one."

Mr. Qin put his hand with chopsticks on the table and subconsciously looked at Qin Jing, who was extremely silent.

He knew Yan Xiaye's personality and would not easily make inexplicable requests unless she was treated unbearably.

Seeing Mr. Qin pondering thoughtfully, Yan Xiaye seemed to be unable to wait. He raised his hand and gently covered the skin on the side of his neck, urging impatiently: "Is that OK? Dad."

Qin Laohua's white brow frowned, "Yes, but why..."

"Old man, it's just a break. She can change it if she wants."

Next to him, Qin Jing saw that the situation was not good.

He had a foreseeable expectation that Xia Ye would complain in front of the old man, so he immediately took over the conversation: "Anyway, she is the eldest lady of this family. One day she doesn't like me, so she just happened to change me out, so there is no problem at all."

"Bastard, what are you saying?" Old Qin felt something was wrong. His turbid eyes fell on Yan Xiaye, and he soon noticed her uncomfortable movements and expressions.

Thinking of the bastard Qin Jingyi had done to Yan Xiaye in the past, Mr. Qin's face was gloomy and terrible in an instant, "Xia Ye, are you feeling uncomfortable? Put down your hand and let me take a look for you."

"No need for dad, it's just a small problem..."

Before Yan Xiaye finished speaking, the maid standing beside her served received the hint from Mr. Qin, immediately took a step forward and gently pushed her hand away.

The white and tender fingertips slid down, revealing the snow-white skin that was covered with purple and purple.

As if he didn't expect the maid to take action suddenly, Yan Xiaye suddenly turned red, and bit his lower lip as if he was unable to speak, raised his hand to cover the trace again, and said softly, "Dad, I

When you are full, go find the butler first, and you can use it slowly.”
Chapter completed!