NOVEL NEXT Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li
Chapter 3 She became the titular mommy of her sister's daughter?
Not far behind her, Li Beicheng who got out of the luxury car stopped, and at first glance, he found that she had lost a lot of weight.
Maybe five years is too long, he suddenly felt that this step was as far away as heaven and earth, and the two were so strange that it was hard to describe.
Unconsciously, Li Beicheng frowned and stretched out his hand, trying to grab her slender shoulders that were close at hand.
No matter what happened five years ago, as long as she still bears the name of his wife, he can't tolerate her ignoring him.
The next second, the woman in front of her, Shi Shiran, turned around, deliberately avoiding his touch.
The slender eyelashes trembled, and Yan Xiaye raised his eyes stiffly, forcing himself to see the figure of the man in his eyes.
Four eyes facing each other.
At such a close distance, the pain she tried to suppress in her eyes could not be concealed.
Li Beicheng's heart sank like a ghost, he withdrew his hand and looked at the Bugatti on the side of the road, and ordered with a blank expression: "Get in the car.
"Yan Xiaye didn't move, his voice faintly scattered in the wind: "Li Beicheng, let's get a divorce.
"The sharp black eyes narrowed suddenly, and Li Beicheng grabbed her wrist angrily, and ruthlessly held it in his palm: "Yan Xiaye, do you know that Shui Rou almost died in an operation five years ago?" On the stage, if it wasn't for God's blessing to find the donor's heart in time, she would have died because of you! "Compared to that, she has only been in prison for five years, so what is there to be wronged?" Yan Xiaye's eyes turned red, and the corners of his lips curled up mockingly: "Yes, thanks to God's blessing, otherwise you will definitely Make me pay for her life, don't you? "She tried hard to keep her voice from trembling, and at the same time pulled back her wrist forcefully, trying to break free from the man's restraint.
In the past five years, she has thought more than once about how to take revenge after she is released from prison.
However, when she calmed down, her longing for the child had an overwhelming upper hand, so much so that she didn't want to spend any more time with Li Beicheng.
Li Beicheng felt even more displeased, but he didn't move to restrain her: "You know what's going on in the Li family, and grandma is not in good health, so I won't divorce you.
"Grandma, she..." Hearing the grandmother who cared most about him in the past, Yan Xiaye was at war with heaven and man, and finally walked forward.
It was Li Beicheng who was sorry for her, not the Li family who was sorry for her.
Even if she wanted to get a divorce, she should go back and explain the matter clearly, so that grandma would not worry about her when she was nearly eighty years old.
The car starts.
Yan Xiaye sat upright in the co-pilot, and saw the exquisite photo frame in front of him at a glance.
It was a photo of a little girl, about three or four years old, smiling sweetly at the camera, her eyebrows and eyes were eighty percent similar to Yan Shuirou.
She was stunned at first, then thought of Yan Shuirou's successful heart replacement surgery, how could she not guess that this girl is the crystallization of love between her husband and her sister?Five years ago, this photo was enough to break her heart.
His gaze followed her, his brows were inadvertently frowned, and the threat he had prepared was suddenly a little speechless.
Realizing that Li Beicheng's gaze stayed on him for a long time, Yan Xiaye looked away indifferently: "Congratulations on getting what you want.
With this meaningful blessing, the already cold atmosphere in the car almost froze.
Li Beicheng's hand holding the steering wheel was tight, and for some reason, he couldn't reply immediately.
He didn't like her talking to him so coldly and prickly.
But she no longer cared whether he liked it or not.
Li Beicheng took a deep breath, not thinking about where the gloom in his heart came from: "Ya'er can't be an illegitimate daughter who can't be seen, and grandma won't allow Shui Rou to be the young wife of the Li family, so I'm looking for a surrogate to conceive her." At that time, it was announced that your eggs were used.
"Yan Xiaye's Qingmei face was blank, and it took a long time to understand what the man meant: "Li Beicheng, you really do everything for Yan Shuirou, even doing this kind of thing? "Five years ago, Shuirou tried to occupy her unborn child, but five years later she became the nominal mother of the other daughter? Is there anything more ironic and funny than this in the world? Thinking about it, her hoarse and indifferent Laughed out loud: "Li Beicheng, I will never admit in front of grandma that your daughter has nothing to do with me.
"Li Beicheng's expression was gloomy and cold, and his handsome face was covered with a layer of ice: "Yan Xiaye, you don't know yet, your father owed nearly ten million usury loans from gambling in the past few years, and he has always relied on me to repay the interest.
"Her face paled quickly: "You threatened me..." "If you don't want your parents to be dismantled and sold for organs, you should understand that I am not discussing with you.
"Facing the woman he doesn't love, Li Beicheng took out the ruthless methods in the mall, and curled the corners of his lips coldly: "As long as grandma is alive, you can only be the only young wife of the Li family, Ya'er Mommy, my Li Beicheng's wife! "While speaking, the Li Family Manor came into view.
Before the car could reach the main house, Yan Xiaye clenched his fists and said tremblingly, "That's Yan Shuirou's parents too, why are you willing to make her sad?" "I really don't want Shuirou to be sad.
Li Beicheng stepped on the brakes, looked back at her with a half-smile, and whispered every word like a devil: "So the life of your parents is in your hands alone, and I won't tell Shui Rou anything."
"Yes.
He is so soft-spoken, so he will naturally consider everything for the woman he likes.
Yan Xiaye was trembling with anger, staring at the handsome man beside him with hatred.
"You bastard!" She gritted her teeth, struggling to force out the broken words: "Just because I once loved you, I deserve to be tortured by you and Yan Shuirou? Five years in prison, the child who died between us... I can't let you pity me, go away and fall in love with your Yan Shuirou, and don't show up in front of my eyes again in this life!" He and her dead child... the words were harsh and hoarse, which stunned Li Beicheng for a moment , The shame on his face flashed away.
"Young master, young lady, old lady has been waiting for you two for a long time.
"The butler opened the car door, Yan Xiaye hastily wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and got out of the car without looking back.
...In the garden, two children are chasing and playing games.
Everything looks so beautiful under the sun, Yan Xiaye has mixed feelings in his heart.
Her gaze subconsciously followed the boy who was carved in jade. If her son grew up safely, he would probably be around the same age.
Mrs. Li came from the room upon hearing the news, and now she sent someone to grab the princess-like little girl, and lovingly pointed at Yan Xiaye who was a few meters away: "Ya'er, don't you want Mommy the most? Hurry up!" Go and get close with Mommy.
Li Beicheng's threatening words were still in his ears, Yan Xiaye took a deep breath and tried his best to force a smile.
Ya'er's watery eyes looked Yan Xia Ye up and down, and when she saw her rustic clothes, she flattened her mouth, and simply ignored her great-grandmother's words, and turned around and rushed into the villa with her tongue out.
If it was just that, it would be fine, but when she turned around, she knocked down the boy who came with her, but she didn't even say an apology.
Maybe five years is too long, he suddenly felt that this step was as far away as heaven and earth, and the two were so strange that it was hard to describe.
Unconsciously, Li Beicheng frowned and stretched out his hand, trying to grab her slender shoulders that were close at hand.
No matter what happened five years ago, as long as she still bears the name of his wife, he can't tolerate her ignoring him.
The next second, the woman in front of her, Shi Shiran, turned around, deliberately avoiding his touch.
The slender eyelashes trembled, and Yan Xiaye raised his eyes stiffly, forcing himself to see the figure of the man in his eyes.
Four eyes facing each other.
At such a close distance, the pain she tried to suppress in her eyes could not be concealed.
Li Beicheng's heart sank like a ghost, he withdrew his hand and looked at the Bugatti on the side of the road, and ordered with a blank expression: "Get in the car.
"Yan Xiaye didn't move, his voice faintly scattered in the wind: "Li Beicheng, let's get a divorce.
"The sharp black eyes narrowed suddenly, and Li Beicheng grabbed her wrist angrily, and ruthlessly held it in his palm: "Yan Xiaye, do you know that Shui Rou almost died in an operation five years ago?" On the stage, if it wasn't for God's blessing to find the donor's heart in time, she would have died because of you! "Compared to that, she has only been in prison for five years, so what is there to be wronged?" Yan Xiaye's eyes turned red, and the corners of his lips curled up mockingly: "Yes, thanks to God's blessing, otherwise you will definitely Make me pay for her life, don't you? "She tried hard to keep her voice from trembling, and at the same time pulled back her wrist forcefully, trying to break free from the man's restraint.
In the past five years, she has thought more than once about how to take revenge after she is released from prison.
However, when she calmed down, her longing for the child had an overwhelming upper hand, so much so that she didn't want to spend any more time with Li Beicheng.
Li Beicheng felt even more displeased, but he didn't move to restrain her: "You know what's going on in the Li family, and grandma is not in good health, so I won't divorce you.
"Grandma, she..." Hearing the grandmother who cared most about him in the past, Yan Xiaye was at war with heaven and man, and finally walked forward.
It was Li Beicheng who was sorry for her, not the Li family who was sorry for her.
Even if she wanted to get a divorce, she should go back and explain the matter clearly, so that grandma would not worry about her when she was nearly eighty years old.
The car starts.
Yan Xiaye sat upright in the co-pilot, and saw the exquisite photo frame in front of him at a glance.
It was a photo of a little girl, about three or four years old, smiling sweetly at the camera, her eyebrows and eyes were eighty percent similar to Yan Shuirou.
She was stunned at first, then thought of Yan Shuirou's successful heart replacement surgery, how could she not guess that this girl is the crystallization of love between her husband and her sister?Five years ago, this photo was enough to break her heart.
His gaze followed her, his brows were inadvertently frowned, and the threat he had prepared was suddenly a little speechless.
Realizing that Li Beicheng's gaze stayed on him for a long time, Yan Xiaye looked away indifferently: "Congratulations on getting what you want.
With this meaningful blessing, the already cold atmosphere in the car almost froze.
Li Beicheng's hand holding the steering wheel was tight, and for some reason, he couldn't reply immediately.
He didn't like her talking to him so coldly and prickly.
But she no longer cared whether he liked it or not.
Li Beicheng took a deep breath, not thinking about where the gloom in his heart came from: "Ya'er can't be an illegitimate daughter who can't be seen, and grandma won't allow Shui Rou to be the young wife of the Li family, so I'm looking for a surrogate to conceive her." At that time, it was announced that your eggs were used.
"Yan Xiaye's Qingmei face was blank, and it took a long time to understand what the man meant: "Li Beicheng, you really do everything for Yan Shuirou, even doing this kind of thing? "Five years ago, Shuirou tried to occupy her unborn child, but five years later she became the nominal mother of the other daughter? Is there anything more ironic and funny than this in the world? Thinking about it, her hoarse and indifferent Laughed out loud: "Li Beicheng, I will never admit in front of grandma that your daughter has nothing to do with me.
"Li Beicheng's expression was gloomy and cold, and his handsome face was covered with a layer of ice: "Yan Xiaye, you don't know yet, your father owed nearly ten million usury loans from gambling in the past few years, and he has always relied on me to repay the interest.
"Her face paled quickly: "You threatened me..." "If you don't want your parents to be dismantled and sold for organs, you should understand that I am not discussing with you.
"Facing the woman he doesn't love, Li Beicheng took out the ruthless methods in the mall, and curled the corners of his lips coldly: "As long as grandma is alive, you can only be the only young wife of the Li family, Ya'er Mommy, my Li Beicheng's wife! "While speaking, the Li Family Manor came into view.
Before the car could reach the main house, Yan Xiaye clenched his fists and said tremblingly, "That's Yan Shuirou's parents too, why are you willing to make her sad?" "I really don't want Shuirou to be sad.
Li Beicheng stepped on the brakes, looked back at her with a half-smile, and whispered every word like a devil: "So the life of your parents is in your hands alone, and I won't tell Shui Rou anything."
"Yes.
He is so soft-spoken, so he will naturally consider everything for the woman he likes.
Yan Xiaye was trembling with anger, staring at the handsome man beside him with hatred.
"You bastard!" She gritted her teeth, struggling to force out the broken words: "Just because I once loved you, I deserve to be tortured by you and Yan Shuirou? Five years in prison, the child who died between us... I can't let you pity me, go away and fall in love with your Yan Shuirou, and don't show up in front of my eyes again in this life!" He and her dead child... the words were harsh and hoarse, which stunned Li Beicheng for a moment , The shame on his face flashed away.
"Young master, young lady, old lady has been waiting for you two for a long time.
"The butler opened the car door, Yan Xiaye hastily wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and got out of the car without looking back.
...In the garden, two children are chasing and playing games.
Everything looks so beautiful under the sun, Yan Xiaye has mixed feelings in his heart.
Her gaze subconsciously followed the boy who was carved in jade. If her son grew up safely, he would probably be around the same age.
Mrs. Li came from the room upon hearing the news, and now she sent someone to grab the princess-like little girl, and lovingly pointed at Yan Xiaye who was a few meters away: "Ya'er, don't you want Mommy the most? Hurry up!" Go and get close with Mommy.
Li Beicheng's threatening words were still in his ears, Yan Xiaye took a deep breath and tried his best to force a smile.
Ya'er's watery eyes looked Yan Xia Ye up and down, and when she saw her rustic clothes, she flattened her mouth, and simply ignored her great-grandmother's words, and turned around and rushed into the villa with her tongue out.
If it was just that, it would be fine, but when she turned around, she knocked down the boy who came with her, but she didn't even say an apology.
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