"That woman actually went to beat a child over five years old!"
Li Meng patted her desk vigorously.
She had heard of the second aunt of the Li family, a woman who was sarcastic and mean, but she didn't expect that she would attack a five-year-old child.
Lin Yiran, who was sitting on the sofa, had a faint eyes, and his hands were tightly clenched.
When I raised my eyes, I had calmed down: "You know the hatred between me and the Li family. I have no other feelings for the people of the Li family except hatred."
After a brief chat with Li Meng, Lin Yiran returned to his office.
After completing the plan, she received a call from Ye Siyun, saying that she would stay at home for two days.
Lin Yiran returned home alone after finishing her work.
She rubbed her neck tiredly, and walked out of the elevator door and saw Li Hanxuan standing at the door.
Li Hanxuan leaned against the wall, with deep eyebrows and eyes, clear facial features, and a handsome face with a hint of coldness.
He also had a suit jacket on his arm, and his cell phone with distinct joints turned 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 spine and his tight jaw lines were very clear.
He was obviously a little panicked and frowned: "Here I'm back."
"Yeah." Lin Yiran nodded coldly.
The lights in the corridor were still so cooperative, and the skill of the two people talking was gone again.
It is still the same induction light as before, or it stops on at critical moments.
Lin Yiran turned on the flashlight of her phone, walked to the door and gently opened the door.
He did not invite Li Hanxuan into the house, nor did he look at the man again.
She took out the key and subconsciously wanted to close the door, "Mr. Li, please come back."
Li Hanxuan behind him stretched out his legs and pressed his feet against the door that was about to be closed: "Don't let me go in and sit? I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Lin Yiran looked down at Li Hanxuan's legs. Even if she hated the Li family, she knew what it would be like to close the door with force.
She glanced lightly, then frowned: "Lin Xikai is not at home, you have to see him, go to Mu Yi's house."
"I know, I want to see you." He said it bluntly, without a trace of his inner thoughts.
Lin Yiran's hand was always holding the door handle and raised her chin slightly: "You have seen it."
"The sensor light is broken, I don't see clearly." Li Hanxuan raised his hand to block the door, and the suit on his arm slid down his arm.
He held the fallen suit with his other hand and watched Lin Yiran slowly curl up the corner of his right lips.
Lin Yiran glanced at Li Hanxuan indifferently, and was still confused in her heart. The dignified eldest son of the Li family has now become a scoundrel.
The two of them had a stalemate for a few seconds before Lin Yiran spoke again: "I am really tired and want to rest early."
Li Hanxuan stared at Lin Yiran's eyes tightly, not as cold as before, but was gentle and about to drip out of water, "I understand."
He slowly put down his arm that blocked the door and slowly took two steps back.
Before he completely retreated, the door in front of him was already ruthlessly closed.
Li Hanxuan stood there and was 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 harm.
Li Hanxuan squatted slowly under the wall. In the darkness, he lit a cigarette and turned the lighter in his hand.
Chapter completed!