Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

After being reminded by her, Li Beicheng suddenly remembered that this was indeed the case.

The tense atmosphere just now suddenly became weird, Yan Xiaye lowered his eyes uncomfortably: "If there is nothing else, I'll go first..." "Grandma said this morning that she dreamed of Grandpa, and she will go to the temple to worship Buddha and offer incense in the afternoon. You are going too.

"... Mrs. Li believes in Buddhism for many years.

That afternoon, Yan Xiaye reluctantly took Li Beicheng's car, and the two arrived at their destination without a word.

It is said to be a destination, but it is actually just the foot of the mountain.

Xiangshan is full of tourists all year round, and there is an endless stream of believers.

In order to show respect to the temple, no matter what the status of the pilgrims is, they must climb the mountain in person along the foot of the mountain.

"Grandma, where are you now?" Looking for a secluded corner and dialing the phone, Yan Xiaye cautiously peeked at Li Beicheng's figure, wishing that he would leave her and go up alone.

The signal on the old lady's side is not very good, and the noise is mixed with a kind laugh: "My old lady is not as busy as you young people, I set off early in the morning, and now I have tea at the top of the mountain.

"Putting down the phone, Yan Xiaye's plan to sneak into the army was aborted.

"Let's go, don't keep grandma waiting.

Li Beicheng saw through her disappointment at a glance, and suddenly felt desolate in his heart.

The tourists rubbed shoulders, and his tall figure stood beside her, carefully protecting her all the way to the mountainside.

Yan Xiaye could only pretend not to see this, but occasionally met the man's eyes inadvertently.

Although it was instant every time, but for a moment, she suddenly remembered the first time she met Li Beicheng back then.

That was the first time she and Li Beicheng met. With Grandpa Li's intentional arrangement, she saw the most eye-catching Li Beicheng among all the young talents in the crowd after school at Peking University.

At that time, he had never met Yan Shuirou before, and smiled at her carefreely. He seemed not dissatisfied with Grandpa's arrangements. When he was alone with her, he could be said to be handsome and handsome, with a young and unrestrained appearance. Attract the longing eyes of most girls nearby.

And his eyes, as at this moment, are only focused on her.

Even if it has come to such an unbearable situation today, the past between him and her is not without good times.

If he had never met Yan Shuirou, would everything be different?Yan Xiaye stopped in her tracks, momentarily forgetting where she was, and also forgot to move on.

The pilgrims behind her didn't stop following her. An angry old lady squeezed up the steps and pushed Yan Xiaye to the point of collapse.

Just when she was unable to stand still and was about to fall, the man raised his arms to wrap around her waist at the right time, and firmly protected her into his arms.

In the faint smell of tobacco, Yan Xiaye collected himself, stood up and pushed Li Beicheng away resolutely, with his pink lips parting lightly: "Thank you.

"Li Beicheng's subconscious concern froze at the corners of his lips, which turned into a sneer for a long time.

He never knew a word of thanks, sometimes it hurts more than a knife.

"You are my wife, you don't need to be so polite to me.

Yan Xiaye didn't respond to his overtures, but just gave him a blank look, and continued walking along the flow of people.

When they reached the top of the mountain, both of them were exhausted.

The little monk on the mountain came over and put his hands together, leading Yan Xiaye, who was exhausted and staggering, into the guest room to rest.

Mrs. Li followed and told her to take a good rest, and when she came out, she pulled Li Beicheng aside alone.

In the quaint courtyard, Li Beicheng made tea for the old lady, waiting to hear her lesson.

"Beicheng, during the five years since Xia Ye was imprisoned, grandma never asked about your personal affairs.

"The old lady was the first to speak: "Now that Xia Ye is back, grandma wants to ask you, what are you thinking?" "For some reason, Li Beicheng didn't answer immediately.

As time passed, the expectation on the old lady's face faded, she held her teacup and said nothing.

About four or five minutes later, Li Beicheng looked at the smoke rising from Xiangshan, and his voice was soft but very sure: "Grandma, my wife is Yan Xiaye, and it can only be her.

The old lady breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded with satisfaction: "My good boy, our Li family will repay every kindness we have, and your grandpa knows it, so he must be proud of you."

"After finishing speaking, she slowly opened her palm and showed an exquisitely crafted purse: "Actually, grandma came up to the mountain this time to ask Master Yuankong to calculate the marriage between you and Xia Ye's heirs. In this purse, you can study it yourself.

"Pinching the purse between his fingers, Li Beicheng watched the old lady walk away gradually.

He caressed the rough embroidered surface of the purse with his lowered eyes. He never believed in Buddhism in his life, but he also feared that Master Yuankong's divination techniques were well-known.

The goose-yellow paper was unfolded, and on it was a line of plum-blossom characters written with a Langhao brush, which described his marriage with Yan Xiaye's... offspring.

Holding the paper for a pause, Li Beicheng unconsciously took a deep breath and folded the paper to the front.

There are only a few numbers on the paper: passionate but always ruthless, ruthless is not as passionate as bitter.

After repeating these eight words in his mind several times, Li Beicheng picked up his mobile phone and made a call, and the moment the beeping stopped, he quickly said: "Yan Er, our two joint ventures opened a hospital five years ago. Do you still have an impression?" "It seems to be the case, I remember that the benefits were pretty good, but then you got into some trouble and said you would disband... What's the matter?" Li Beicheng's eyes darkened, and he took the The signed paper was slowly crushed in the palm of his hand, and he said solemnly, "Can the obstetrician who left the job at that time still be found? I need a report of the operation five years ago.

"...In the meditation room, Yan Xiaye drank a bowl of rice porridge, and his physical strength gradually recovered.

Saying goodbye to the little novice monk, she went out for a walk alone, and soon saw the figure of the old lady and many bodyguards worshiping the Buddha in the room surrounded by incense.

Going over to pick up a stick of incense, Yan Xiaye looked at the golden body of the Buddha statue in the main hall, and knelt down to pay respects devoutly, silently praying for the Buddha to have spirit, and bless her to find Huang Qian's whereabouts sooner and meet her son sooner.

After the ceremony, she carefully supported the old lady next to her, and showed two dimples with a smile: "I heard that grandma dreamed of grandpa last night, what did grandpa say?" "Hey, I thought the old man came to pick him up." I left, but in the end I only came to ask how my family was doing. I said a lot and didn't know if he heard him, but he was just smiling like that.

"Holding her crutches tremblingly, the old lady complained, but tears glistened in her eyes: "In my opinion, this old man is down here knowing that this old woman has not taught his great-granddaughter well, and bit him the most distressed." On a summer night, I came up to beat me on purpose.

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