"Don't just close Shengqing Coffee Shop just to get angry. If you don't have the time to take care of it, you can leave it to me."

Li Hanxuan put down the toast in his hand, raised his eyes and looked at Lin Yiran sincerely.

This woman doesn't care about his words at all now, and every decision she makes even has a hint of anger.

He poured a glass of milk and put it in front of Lin Yiran, without taking his eyes off the woman in front of him.

Lin Yiran just glanced at him lightly, but still did not stop spreading chocolate sauce on the toast, "No need. Whether Shengqing Coffee Shop should continue to operate is my business. Please don't do it, Mr. Li."

I put too much thought on this. In case it arouses the special concern of Grandpa Li, how can I explain clearly if I send my second aunt to the coffee shop and slap each of my employees?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Hanxuan's expression changed instantly.

There is something in Lin Yiran's words.

He also knew the meaning very well.

He felt his heart sink, and paused while holding the milk, "I will make her return the slap that my second aunt slapped Lin Xikai."

Lin Yiran nodded and ate the last bite of toast with an expressionless expression, "That's your Li family's business, so you don't need to tell me, an outsider."

After sorting the dishes in front of her, Lin Yiran was too lazy to argue with him anymore, bit her lip and got up to wash up.

Li Hanxuan frowned, took a deep breath, and held Lin Yiran's wrist tightly, "If you want to vent your anger, I have a solution now."

Stopping, Lin Yiran shook off Li Hanxuan's hand, "I want to vent my anger? Lin Xikai is not my child alone. The second aunt's slap not only hit Lin Xikai, but also you and me!"

"I know. I don't touch them now because it's not time yet. I can't touch Li Xiaonan while he still has the ability to resist. Do you understand?"

Li Hanxuan's expression was calm.

Lin Yiran hated her second aunt to the core, so why didn't he?

The hatred between the second aunt and the second uncle was for killing their father. If he could take action, how could Li Hanxuan let them go so easily?

"Mr. Li, I won't trouble you to seek revenge against my second aunt. I must return the slap she slapped Lin Xikai to her, personally." Lin Yiran said mechanically.

There was an unconcealable numbness on her face, and there was a faint trace of alienation between her cold eyebrows.

Clenching her fists, Lin Yiran strode to the bathroom.

With the slamming of the door, Lin Yiran leaned against the bathroom door and slowly closed her eyes.

The photo of her grandfather's death echoed repeatedly in her mind.

She hated everyone in the Li family.

Even if the Li family's grandfather knelt in front of his grandfather's grave to repent, Lin Yiran could not forgive this vicious old man.

She walked to the sink, turned on the faucet and washed her face with cold water.

Lin Yiran wanted to stay awake, but she still looked at herself in the mirror with red eyes.

During the years when she was tortured by Gao Rourou, her character became hesitant and she had already lost her original self.

After the Lin family went bankrupt, she was reminded of her identity more than once, and she was well aware of the gap between herself and Li Hanxuan. Even in the Li family, she lived cautiously.

Now that she knew the truth again and again, Lin Yiran suddenly woke up.

She simply put on light makeup, and the mobile phone placed aside began to vibrate, attracting Lin Yiran's attention.

It's an unfamiliar number.

She frowned, suddenly feeling a little uneasy in her heart.

Despite some hesitation, she quickly picked up the phone and said, "Hello. I'm Lin Yiran."
Chapter completed!