"That woman actually beat a five-year-old child!"

Li Meng slapped the desk hard.

She had heard that the second aunt of the Li family was a mean woman, but she never imagined that she would actually do something to a five-year-old child.

Lin Yiran, who was sitting on the sofa, had indifferent eyes and clenched her hands tightly beside her.

When he raised his eyes, he had already regained his composure: "You all know the hatred between me and the Li family. I have no other feelings for the Li family except hatred."

After a brief chat with Li Meng, Lin Yiran returned to her office.

After completing the plan, she received a call from Ye Siyun, saying that Lin Xikai would stay at home for two days.

After finishing work, Lin Yiran returned home alone.

She rubbed her neck tiredly, walked out of the elevator door and saw Li Hanxuan standing at the door.

Li Hanxuan was leaning against the wall, with deep eyebrows, sharp features, and a cold look on his handsome face.

He also had a suit jacket draped over his arm, and the cell phone with sharp bones was turning the lighter in his hand.

Hearing the sound of the elevator door opening, he subconsciously glanced in the direction of the elevator. When he saw Lin Yi, he straightened his back and his tight jawline was very clear.

He was obviously a little panicked and frowned: "I'm back."

"Yeah." Lin Yiran nodded coldly.

The lights in the corridor were still so cooperative, and went out again just as the two people were talking.

It's still the same sensor light as before, and it still doesn't light up at critical moments.

Lin Yiran turned on the flashlight of her mobile phone, walked to the door and opened it gently.

He did not invite Li Hanxuan into the house, nor did he look at the man again.

She took out the key and subconsciously closed the door, "Mr. Li, please come back."

Behind him, Li Hanxuan stretched out his legs and pressed his feet against the door that was about to be closed: "You don't want me to go in and sit down? I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Lin Yiran lowered her head and glanced at Li Hanxuan's legs. Even if she hated the Li family, she still knew what Li Hanxuan would feel like if she closed the door forcefully.

She glanced lightly, then frowned: "Lin Xikai is not at home. If you want to see him, go to Mu Yi's house."

"I know, I want to see you." He said it very straightforwardly, without any hint of hiding his inner thoughts.

Lin Yiran's hand was always holding the door handle, and she raised her chin slightly: "You have already seen it."

"The sensor light is broken, I didn't see clearly." Li Hanxuan raised his hand to block the door, and the suit on his arm slipped down his arm.

He held the fallen suit with his other hand and watched Lin Yiran slowly raise the right corner of her lips.

Lin Yiran glanced at Li Hanxuan lightly, still wondering in her heart that the dignified young master of the Li family was acting rogue now.

The two were in a stalemate for a few seconds before Lin Yiran spoke again: "I'm really tired and want to rest early."

Li Hanxuan stared closely into Lin Yiran's eyes. He was not as cold as before, and was so gentle that he almost shed tears, "I know."

He slowly lowered his arm blocking the door and took two steps back.

Before he could fully retreat, the door in front of him had been mercilessly closed.

Li Hanxuan stood there, already prepared for Lin Yiran's rejection.

He knew that Lin Yiran would not forgive him easily.

From the day they got married, all he brought to her was endless hurt.

Li Hanxuan slowly squatted under the wall, lit a cigarette in the darkness, and turned the lighter in his hand.
Chapter completed!