Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

Yan Xiaye intentionally drew her attention away, and said with a bitter face, "Who knows, maybe I'll be kicked out soon."

"what happened?"

As expected, Qin Yiren's attention was drawn away by her, and he stopped again, looking at her worriedly: "Did that bastard Qin Jingyi do something stupid again?"

"He does stupid things all the time and sadly I can't make mistakes, not even once."

Helplessly showing a wry smile, Yan Xiaye understood that Mr. Qin had high hopes for him, and couldn't tell whether he should be proud or sad about it.

What she longed for since she was a child was a family like Ji Liangchen's, with love and care from her relatives.

But the relationship between her and Mr. Qin is not so much a family relationship, it is more appropriate to say that it is from the superior and the superior. However, it is inevitable that the father and daughter will reunite after a long absence, and she has experienced too much.

In short... She chose this reason for the time being to deceive others.

"He wants you to be the heir, it will definitely take many tests, and it doesn't necessarily mean that he doesn't love you." Qin Yiren held her hand with concern, thinking hard about the legendary figure who is famous for his cunning and cunning, " Think about it differently, after all, Qin Jingyi is too disappointing, he has too high demands on your lost and recovered daughter, maybe it is out of compensatory psychology?"

"Well, since you say that, I'll take it as true."

Continuing to lead Qin Yiren to the western restaurant, Yan Xiaye was anxiously thinking about what to do when he went back.

Although she hid the sheets behind the maple tree before she left, she wasn't sure she had the strength to climb the side of the villa back to her room with her bare hands.

Moreover, she doesn't know how long she can hide her behavior of pretending to be autistic. It seems that Elder Qin is obviously angry.

The gold-plated revolving door of the western restaurant is within easy reach.

Shaking his head to get rid of those messy worries, Yan Xiaye and Qin Yiren walked into the restaurant side by side, and sat down at a seat with a good view.

The waiter came over with the menu and asked, she took the menu and flipped through it, pointing to the page of dessert cakes: "I want them all."

"Are you sure?"

The waiter was stunned. The location of their restaurant is quite good, so the charges are naturally high.

There are at most a dozen customers in a month who are as generous as Yan Xiaye.

"Sure." He closed the menu with a long sigh, and Yan Xiaye raised his chin at Qin Yiren who was pursing his lips and snickering, with an air of nouveau riche: "It's your turn, what do you want to eat?"

"I'd like steak and macaroni tomato, two glasses of orange juice, and the steak should be medium-rare, thank you."

Returning the menu to the waiter, Qin Yiren was about to say something when he heard Yan Xiaye's phone ringing in an exotic style.

The latter made an apologetic gesture to her, took out the phone and looked at the caller ID, Qingmei's little face suddenly became a little colder, and she decided to turn it off immediately.

Qin Yiren opened his mouth and asked cautiously, "...Li Beicheng?"

"Congratulations, you guessed right." Yan Xiaye shoved the phone back into his pocket roughly, regretting that he couldn't punch Li Beicheng in the air, "It seems that he has received the news from Yan Shuirou, and he probably rushed to the hospital. "

"Yan Shuirou will definitely speak ill of you, is it okay?"

"Whatever she is, do you think I still care what Li Beicheng thinks of me?" Yawning relaxedly, Yan Xiaye limply lay on the table, and said indifferently: "You also saw her face hurt, If the injury is really serious, I can guarantee that Li Beicheng will never have any nostalgia for a lover who has ruined his face, even if she is Ya'er's mother."

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"Beep beep... Sorry, the user you dialed has shut down."

Hearing the cold notification tone from the microphone, Li Beicheng clicked his tongue unhappily, put away his phone and looked at Ya'er who was still in the emergency room.

Beside, Yan Shuirou's injury was treated briefly, and half of her pretty face was tightly wrapped in gauze.

This directly caused her beauty to be greatly reduced. No matter how sincerely she cried, she couldn't imitate Ji Manman's charm.

While raising his hand to wipe away his tears, he quietly looked at the indifferent man, Yan Shuirou's heart was cold, and he had to speak softly: "Beicheng, you believe me, Ya'er is really because of Yan Xiaye..."

"Yan Shuirou, things have developed to this day, do you think I will still believe what you say like in the past?"

Listening to Yan Shuirou's sobbing and crying, Li Beicheng gave her a tired look, and his eyes paused for a moment on the thick gauze on her cheek.

In the next moment, he looked away impatiently, like a stranger indifferently: "You took Ya'er away secretly, and you didn't take good care of her to cause this accident. What does it have to do with Yan Xiaye?"

"You also know that Ya'er is a big kid, and she has always been thoughtful since she was a child." With a chill in her heart, Yan Shuirou seized the opportunity to argue: "She was afraid that you would really let Yan Xiaye be her stepmother and wanted to run away." Go out and stop it, and do something stupid in a hurry."

Li Beicheng looked at her coldly, "Let's not talk about how a child like her knows this, even if she wants to stop me, can't she make a phone call, or just walk out through the main entrance? Do I have to turn over the window?"

"..."

Not surprised by Yan Shuirou's speechless response, Li Beicheng raised the corners of his lips mockingly, his handsome face was full of indifference.

Yan Shuirou closed his eyes with a dejected expression, and personally experienced what it means to be heartbroken like a knife.

Many years ago, she witnessed Li Beicheng treating Yan Xiaye like this.

At that time, she was lying on a stretcher and her life was in danger, but she was so happy that she almost laughed out loud.

Unexpectedly, the feng shui turns, and even her former favorite can't escape the ruthless time and unpredictable people's hearts.

"Yan Shuirou, you have lied to me for so many years, what's the point of pretending to be pitiful?" Li Beicheng took out a cigarette and a lighter from his pocket indifferently, and bit one on his lips, the smoke covered most of him. With an expression on her face, she said extremely calmly: "You'd better pray that Ya'er is fine, otherwise, I won't simply let you go."

Yan Shuirou quietly opened his eyes and looked at him, he had thousands of words to say in his heart, but his tongue was like a piece of dead flesh, and he didn't listen to her command and remained silent.
It turned out that the heartache was so extreme that I didn't even have the strength to speak or beg for mercy.

Thinking about it carefully, it's true that Li Beicheng is nostalgic, but that doesn't mean he can tolerate a woman playing tricks on him.

"You don't have to say anything more, and I don't listen anymore."

Li Beicheng exhaled smoke, walked to the bench farthest from Yan Shuirou with his long legs and sat down, making up his mind not to speak again.

In fact, he didn't call the police immediately when Ya'er disappeared, accusing her of abducting a child was beyond humanity.

But he didn't expect that Ya'er, whom he was soft-hearted for a moment, would suffer misfortune, which directly consumed the last trace of tenderness in his heart towards her.

The waiting time began from here, and it seemed as long as days and years.

Yan Shuirou sat on the other side with lowered eyebrows, and occasionally raised her eyes to look in Li Beicheng's direction, but was rejected by the man's indifferent aura, and couldn't find the time to beg for mercy.

Well... She could understand why he was angry with her, and it was indeed not the best time to speak.

No matter how much she wanted to say, she had to wait until Ya'er was safe and sound.

About half an hour later, a nurse hurriedly opened the door of the emergency room and rushed out, holding the documents waiting to be signed, looking around and asking loudly, "Where is the patient's family?"

"I'm her mommy!"

Yan Shuirou's heart skipped a beat, she stood up abruptly from the bench, and looked helplessly at Li Beicheng, who had a gloomy face.

She has been hospitalized many times in the past, and understands that under normal circumstances, the hospital will not ask the family members to sign.

In other words, Ya'er's injury may be more serious than she expected.

The nurse nodded hastily: "Very good, hurry up and sign, we need to move the patient to the operating room for further treatment!"

"North City..."

Yan Shuirou was so frightened that she unconsciously called the man's name and remained motionless.

"I'm Ya'er's father, how is her situation?"

Taking a deep breath, Li Beicheng walked over to pick up the document that needed to be signed. After a quick glance, his face became more and more ugly.

He doesn't have much medical research, but he can tell that the many illnesses listed in the document should not be underestimated, even including permanent brain damage...

"The doctor's opinion is that the patient needs a craniotomy. The back of her head should have received a lot of impact some time ago, and there was still some congestion in it. It could have been absorbed by itself in time, but the second injury cut off this possibility... ...The specific situation can only be judged after the operation, in short, you hand over the money first, and look at the clothes you two are wearing, it shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"Money is not a problem, I want to transfer Ya'er to another hospital, is that okay?"

"I'm sorry, our hospital is really inexperienced in craniotomy, but your daughter can't wait any longer. Even if you can call a helicopter to transport her by air, you will still miss the best time for her treatment."

Li Beicheng didn't say anything more, and signed his name in the signature column.

It's just that his fingers trembled when he finished the pen, leaving an unsightly scratch on the snow-white document.

Seeing many similar scenes, the nurse hugged the file in her arms again, and said a few words of comfort: "Okay, let's do this first, our doctors will definitely do their best, you parents, keep a good attitude, and the patient is still alive." If you are struggling to support, how can you, the parents, be the first to collapse?"

After finishing speaking, she turned around and opened the door to enter the emergency room.

Soon, the lights in the emergency room dimmed, and four or five doctors in white coats pushed out the hospital bed together.

On the hospital bed for adults, Ya'er's small body was submerged in a piece of lifeless whiteness, no matter how you looked at it, it was shocking.