Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

"No matter what I want, you can never give it."

Coldly interrupting Li Beicheng's unfinished words, Yan Xiaye raised his finger to the direction of the door, "You leave now, and I can pretend nothing happened."

Li Beicheng was slightly taken aback, his expression suddenly softened, and he murmured to himself, "Yan Xiaye, you still can't be cruel to me..."

"Didn't I tell you to stop being so sentimental?" Yan Xiaye gritted his teeth with hatred in his heart and added, "This has nothing to do with you, I just don't want my father to worry."

The tenderness in Li Beicheng's eyes disappeared, and he asked unwillingly, "That's all?"

"That's all!"

Don't want to look at Li Beicheng any more, Yan Xiaye impatiently grabbed the pillow and threw it on him: "Get out!"

Li Beicheng's face darkened, he looked hesitantly at the ray of morning light on the horizon, and finally chose to leave.

Watching the door open and close, Yan Xiaye's tense heartstrings loosened, and he collapsed limply on the bed.

It took a few minutes to recover her strength, she immediately got out of bed and locked the door, and then remembered that she locked the door the same way before falling asleep yesterday.

In other words, as soon as Qin Jing had the key to her door, locking it back would not have the meaning it should have at all.

Fidgeting with the handle on the door, Yan Xiaye thought for a while, and had no choice but to turn around and walk to the side of the single sofa, pushing the sofa to the door with all her strength, so that she felt a little safe.

Lying on the sofa panting, Yan Xiaye raised his hand and rubbed his very painful shoulder, only to find the bruised and purple finger marks floating on his skin when he looked sideways.

This discovery made her feel uncomfortable, her extremely tired body suddenly gained strength, she rushed to the bathroom without stopping, and turned on the shower head as quickly as possible.

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

It will definitely not work if this continues.

Judging from her father's attitude towards her yesterday, either he didn't know that Qin Jingyi was related to her accident of falling into the sea, or he had already chosen Qin Jingyi's side.

If it's the former, she can still bear it.

if the latter one……

What to do, even if she was deceiving herself and others, it was really hard for her to believe that Elder Qin knew nothing about it.

Amidst the sound of splashing water, Yan Xiaye leaned against the wall with her slender back, and slowly slid on the ground, feeling so depressed that it was beyond words.

After so many years, she finally found out her origin and found a suitable reason to appease her lonely and helpless childhood.

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

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

Mental damage is often more difficult to bear than physical damage.

In other words, after she returned to Jianghai, the best news she heard was actually brought to her by Li Beicheng.

Anyway, Yan Shuirou finally got what she deserved, and the evidence she had was enough for the other party to go to jail for the crime of intentional injury.

No matter how you look at a place like a mental hospital, it is worse than a prison, not to mention that Yan Shuirou will spend the rest of her life there for decades.

In short, she is satisfied with the result.

After finishing his mood under the washing of running water, Yan Xiaye took a clean bathrobe again, wrapped it around his body and walked out.

The sky was dawning outside the window, and 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 seven o'clock in the morning.

Elder Qin appeared in the restaurant with the help of his servants, and the first thing he saw was Yan Xiaye in a sweater with bare shoulders.

Opposite her, Qin Jingyi unexpectedly did not express any high opinions, but quietly ate the spaghetti on the plate.

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

It seems that the bastard at home is not worthless, at least he knows how to sympathize with his good intentions.

"Xia Ye, did you sleep well last night?"

Sitting tremblingly in the main seat, Elder Qin asked kindly with a smile, "Is there anything you're not used to? Or if you should add some clothes and jewelry, just tell the housekeeper. He will do his best for you."

"...Thank you Dad, everything is fine."

Yan Xiaye lowered his eyes, deliberately not looking at Mr. Qin, and said lightly, "I want to change the door in the bedroom, I wonder if it's possible?"

"Door?"

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

Elder Qin put his chopsticks on the table and subconsciously looked at Qin Jing who was unusually silent.

He understood Yan Xiaye's character, and would not easily make inexplicable requests unless she was treated unbearably.

Seeing Elder Qin groaning thoughtfully, Yan Xiaye seemed to be impatient, raised his hand to gently cover the skin on the side of his neck, and urged impatiently, "Is it okay? Dad."

Qin Laohua frowned, "Yes, but why..."

"Old man, it's just a broken door, she can change it if she wants."

Beside, Qin Jing saw that the situation was not good.

He had a premonition that Yan Xiaye was going to sue in front of the old man, so he immediately accepted the words abruptly: "Anyway, she is the eldest lady of this family. If she doesn't like me one day, she just happens to replace me. There is no problem at all."

"Bastard, what are you talking about?" Elder Qin felt something was wrong, his cloudy eyes fell on Yan Xiaye, and he quickly noticed her uncomfortable movements and expressions.

Reminiscent of what Qin Jingyi did to Yan Xiaye in the past, Elder Qin's face was gloomy and terrifying for a moment, "Xia Ye, are you feeling unwell? Put your hands down and let me take a look for you."

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

Before Yan Xiaye could finish her sentence, the maid standing beside her received Qin Lao's hint, immediately took a step forward, and gently pushed her hand away.

The white and tender fingertips slid down, revealing the snow-white skin with bruises and purples underneath.

As if he didn't expect the maid to attack suddenly, Yan Xiaye blushed, bit his lower lip as if he couldn't speak, raised his hand to cover the trace again, and said softly, "Dad, I If you are full, go find the butler first, and you can use it slowly."

After finishing speaking, she got up in a hurry, fled and left the restaurant, deliberately avoiding Qin Jingyi's figure during the whole process.