Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

"You're right, but I don't want to see this happen."

Rubbing his brows with sadness, Yan Xiaye sighed sullenly: "No matter how Yan's mother treated me in the past, this is the last thing I can do for her. I hope everything is perfect. .”

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Qin Yiren put his hand on the back of Yan Xiaye's hand, comforting her sincerely, "I believe that God will take care of you, and you will get what you want."

Yan Xiaye looked up at her, and smiled helplessly: "To be honest, I don't have anything to do, so let me borrow your good words."

After finishing speaking, she shook Qin Yiren's little hand backhand, and led her to stand up, "Let's go, don't you still have to meet Pistachio, that little guy is probably going to be out of school soon."

"Okay." Rushing to take away a lot of shopping bags for Xia Ye, Qin Yiren turned to look at the smiling store manager, Sister Li, who was not far away, and asked at a loss: "Excuse me, are the clothes we bought still available?" Is it unpacked?"

"Huh?" Sister Li was taken aback for a moment, and the flattering smile on her face couldn't be held back immediately, "Maybe the new employee moves slowly, please wait a moment, I'll go over and have a look."

Turning around and walking quickly to Yan Shuirou's place, the last trace of smile on Sister Li's face disappeared, and she pushed open the secret door hidden in the shelf angrily, and saw Yan Shuirou who was holding the clothes in a daze.

Stretching out her hand to snatch the clothes, she scolded the delicate-looking woman in front of her who said nothing, "What are you doing, you're trying to make things difficult for me, and you want to take your honor away, don't you?"

Yan Shuirou was still engrossed in the sad news she accidentally learned, even though Sister Li rolled her eyes a few times, she still couldn't recover for a while.

"It's really useless. I think I'm so powerful if I have a pretty face. It's not because of the lady's body and the life of a maid!"

Pooh spat at Yan Shuirou's feet, Sister Li cursed and walked out quickly.

Turning a corner and advancing a few meters, she put on her flattering smile again, and handed over the packaged clothes with both hands, "I'm sorry to keep you waiting, the new employees don't understand the rules, and as the store manager, I can't help it." Blame, I will punish her well later, I hope it will not affect your impression of our shop."

Yan Xiaye has always been kind to others, and said lightly, "It's okay, there are times when everyone is unfamiliar, so you don't have to worry too much about it."

After seeing off the two generous guests, Sister Li winked at the other waitresses, and arrogantly went over to trouble Yan Shuirou again.

However, when she figured out how to insult the woman who was far more beautiful than her along the way, she found that the compartment was already empty.

……

Having ended today's work early in a panic, Yan Shuirou had to put on sunglasses and a scarf in the late autumn, squeezed into the smelly bus and returned to the hotel where she was temporarily staying.

After swiping the key card to open the room, the first thing that came into view was Ya'er lying lazily on the big bed.

She holds a fried chicken wing in her oily little hand, drinks a couple of Cokes from time to time, and giggles with the mentally retarded cartoon characters on TV. Her hair and pajamas are all messed up, and she looks annoyingly stupid.

The most uncomfortable thing is that when Yan Shuirou came back, she deliberately made footsteps that were neither light nor heavy, but Ya'er didn't even have the time to look at her, let alone why she came back so early, It's very different from that little Yunduo who cares about Yan Xiaye all the time.

At this time, Yan Shuirou, who was in need of comfort, finally couldn't help but burst out. She rushed to the TV, snapped off the switch, pointed at the untouched textbook on the coffee table and said angrily: "Ya'er, I What did I tell you before going out that you watched TV for another day?"

"if not?"

Ya'er unhurriedly glanced at her sideways, licked the crispy residue on her fingers, her expression was contemptuous like that of a five-year-old child, she clearly did not take Yan Shuirou's biological mother seriously.

Half a month ago, she ran out with Yan Shuirou out of a feverish mind. She hasn't been able to see Daddy in the past half month. She only feels the rapid decline in living standards, and nothing is satisfactory.

The most annoying thing is that she planned to secretly call Daddy for help, but Yan Shuirou had predicted Xiaosi in advance, and stopped the phone in the room after saying hello to the hotel.

Ya'er also thought about going out to ask others for help, but... she hasn't had new clothes for so long, how can she go out to meet people?

Yan Shuirou's anger was choked in his chest, and she was speechless for a long time, and finally managed to squeeze out a sentence: "Li Ya'er, have you not looked in the mirror for a few days, look at your current virtue, No wonder your father is not in a hurry to find you!"

"Nonsense, Daddy definitely wants to take me back! If you, a bad woman, hadn't locked me up, I would have gone back to be my eldest lady long ago, so why should I suffer here with you?"

Unable to bear the possibility of Yan Shuirou's words, Ya'er screamed and picked up the paper box containing chicken wings, and threw it at Yan Shuirou who was standing at the end of the bed: "Bad woman, take me back to find Daddy ,I hate you!"

Bad woman - this used to be a title exclusively reserved for Yan Xiaye.

Being hit by this blow without moving, Yan Shuirou had a few chicken bones hanging from his long curly hair, he swayed from the blow, and knelt down on the thin carpet unsteadily.

Her daughter hates her.

Compared to Yan Xia Ye, Ya'er hates her the most now!
This fact made the depression in her heart surge continuously, and the sweet smell of rust stimulated her throat, making her vomit a mouthful of black and red blood.

"You, what's wrong with you?"

No matter how arrogant and willful Ya'er is, she is still a five-year-old child in the end.

Seeing that Yan Shuirou vomited blood without warning, she widened her eyes in fright, and crawled over from the bed on all fours like a little beast, peering at the pale Yan Shuirou, her voice became louder Some timidly: "Are you going to die?"

After Yan Shuirou vomited blood, she felt much better, but after hearing this, her heart ached again.

Compared with the relationship with her, Ya'er spends more time with Yan's mother, and the relationship should be deeper.

Before she hesitated how to tell Ya'er about Yan's mother's bad news, Ya'er said timidly again: "If you really want to die, can you send me back to Daddy's side first?"

Yan Shuirou smiled angrily, staring at Ya'er who was frightened in front of her with flickering eyes, and suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Her daughter really inherited all the advantages of her and Li Beicheng.

Interest first, selfish and indifferent.

And she still expects Ya'er to be as well-behaved and considerate as Xiao Yunduo, which is simply a fantasy.

"Ya'er, I won't die, shut up and listen to me." Facing such an unobtrusive and inconsiderate daughter, Yan Shuirou can no longer treat her like a child.

What's more, she is too busy to take care of herself right now, and doesn't have that much energy to think about Ya'er's mood, so she said decisively: "Your grandma, my mother is lying in the hospital and dying..."

"What is at stake?" Ya'er was not affected by the sadness in Yan Shuirou's words at all, she blinked her eyes inexplicably, took the Coke and bit the straw, and asked innocently, "Is it something delicious?"

"no!"

Almost vomited blood again from Ya'er's anger, Yan Shuirou closed her eyes and calmed down her heartbeat, and said in a heavy voice: "Precarious means that your grandma is too sick for doctors to treat her, and she is about to pass away. .”

"Grandma?" Ya'er took a sip of Coke half-understood, and murmured inarticulately: "Will grandma die?"

"meeting!"

Gritting her teeth to agree to this cruel statement, Yan Shuirou opened her eyes, expecting that Ya'er would cry like she imagined, or be overwhelmed with fright.

In her opinion, only in this way can she be worthy of Yan's mother's love and care for Ya'er.

Unfortunately, Ya'er let her down once again.

"Oh."

Lightly nodded her head, Ya'er turned her body around, reached out to touch another box of chicken wings that were still warm, and expressed her opinion on the matter very objectively: "Grandma is very old, and she is as tall as she is in TV dramas." Old women are going to die, don't you know there will be such a thing?"

As she said that, she looked at Yan Shuirou who was frowning inexplicably, as if she was laughing at the fact that the other party was rare and strange.

This answer is really impeccable, as cold and ruthless as a textbook.

Yan Shuirou endured and endured, and finally couldn't help raising her hand, and slapped Ya'er's tender face hard!
Snapped--

The clear and crisp sound lingered in the room, Ya'er unconsciously touched her hot face, and suddenly burst out into a crying scream.

Yan Shuirou waved that slap in anger, and seeing Ya'er staring at her tearfully, couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

After all, she was her own daughter, and because she was her daughter, it was reasonable to become like this.

"Ya'er, I'm sorry, Mommy is in a bad mood..."

"Shut up, you bad woman, I'm going to find Daddy and beat you!"

Pushing away Yan Shuirou who was approaching her with all her breastfeeding strength, Ya'er jumped off the bed with her bare feet, rushing towards the door like a fleshy cannonball.

She knew that it was impossible for Yan Shuirou to open the door and let her leave, so she lost all reason in her little head in a fit of anger, and bumped her head straight towards the door.

boom--

The sudden banging sound caused several guests in the corridor to turn back at the same time. A service staff hurriedly knocked on the door and asked politely: "Please open the door for the guests inside, we need to confirm your safety."

"Ya'er, you child!"

Yan Shuirou looked in disbelief at her daughter who had a bruised forehead and fainted on the ground without saying a word, hugged her as quickly as possible and threw her on the bed, then opened the door as if nothing had happened, and smiled gracefully: "Sorry, yes My daughter was naughty and accidentally pushed the sofa down, don't worry."