Reborn into Young Master Huo’s Little Fairy Chapter 492: Divorce

Li Yanchen walked to the door of Ye Qingyu's ward, Qi Changqingjun leaned against the wall and dared not enter.

After standing for a long time, he glanced in through the window.

Ye Qingyu leaned against the head of the bed, slender and pale.

Li Yanchen's slender hand held the doorknob. It was obviously a simple action, but he seemed to have used up all his strength.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, Ye Qingyu on the hospital bed looked at him.

A man who has always been refined and meticulous, now has red blood in his eyes that cannot be ignored, and stubble appears on his chin, looking extremely haggard.

The moment he met her gaze, an obscure light flashed across his eyes.

Ye Qingyu quickly looked away, her bloodless face tightened tightly.

Li Yanchen walked slowly to Ye Qingyu, his handsome and gentle face looked gloomy and cold under the light.

Ye Qingyu noticed his hands hanging by his side, trembling slightly.

She sneered in her heart. Does a man who can't change his face even if Mount Tai collapses in front of him knows he is afraid?

It's amazing!

The ward was quite quiet, so Li Yanchen's slightly heavy breathing was very clear.

He stood by the hospital bed and didn't speak for a long time.

Ye Qingyu looked at him impatiently, his thin lips moved, as if he had something to say to her, but he couldn't say it.

A hint of mockery appeared in Ye Qingyu's eyes.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Qingyu broke the silence first, "What's the matter, Mr. Li, you seem to have something to say to me."

Li Yanchen pursed his lips tightly, barely a trace of blood could be seen, extremely white.

I don't know how long it took before he spoke, his voice was hoarse, "Qingyu, the child is gone."

Ye Qingyu raised her head abruptly and looked at Li Yanchen, the man was looking at her with cold and gloomy eyes, and Ye Qingyu couldn't understand and didn't want to understand the emotions surging inside.

Her eye sockets contracted violently at first, then flushed, and crystal tears swirled in her eyes.

Close lips, trembling constantly, "You... what did you say?"

Her voice was hoarse and her emotions were out of control.

"Are you lying to me?"

Seeing that she was about to lift the quilt, Li Yanchen held her slender shoulders, "Qingyu, I know you're in a bad mood right now, you..."

Before he finished speaking, she waved his hands away.

Tears fell from her eyes like broken pearls.

She clenched her teeth, but she was so sad that her teeth could not close together, and her lips were shaking violently.

She cried heartbreakingly and heartbroken.

Li Yanchen wanted to touch her several times, but he only stretched out half of his hand and then retracted it.

He also hopes, it's just a nightmare!

Wake up from the dream, the child is still there, everything can go back to the way it was before!

I don't know how long it took, Ye Qingyu slowly raised her head, her pale face was full of tears, she looked at Li Yanchen angrily, "The child is gone, don't you want to let me go? Are you imprisoning me?"

"Li Yanchen, do you want me to die before you let go?"

Without waiting for him to say anything, she suddenly took out a fruit knife from the drawer of the bedside table, "If you want my life, I'll give it to you right now—"

Almost as soon as Ye Qingyu took out the fruit knife, Li Yanchen's big, slender hand stretched out and firmly grasped the tip of the knife.

His hand was cut, and he didn't seem to feel the pain, letting the scarlet liquid slide down instantly.

Her face was distorted, and her eyes were filled with monstrous hatred. Seeing her eyes like that, Li Yanchen's body froze fiercely, and the blood all over her body seemed to freeze into ice.

Tick, tick, blood dripped down the blade and onto the floor.

Ye Qingyu's pupils contracted slightly, "Li Yanchen, shall we divorce?"

I don't know how long it took, just when Ye Qingyu thought he would still refuse, a low and hoarse voice seemed to come from a distant place, "Okay."

……

One week later.

Ye Qingyu was discharged from the hospital, wearing a simple white shirt, nine-point wide-leg pants, brown curly hair tied into a ponytail, no makeup on her face, and a little pale.

Wen Ruan sent her to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Li Yanchen arrived before her, with a tall and handsome body standing on the steps, one hand in his trouser pocket, Qingjun's face was indifferent.

The divorce procedures went smoothly. Within a few minutes, the two had an extra red book in their hands.

The two came out of the Civil Affairs Bureau one after the other.

Li Yanchen looked at Ye Qingyu who didn't look at him from the beginning to the end, just wanted to quickly draw a line with him, frowned slightly, "Qingyu, wait a minute."

Ye Qingyu looked back at the man who strode towards her, frowned slightly, "Mr. Li, please call me Miss Ye in the future."

The phoenix eyes under Li Yanchen's lens were in a trance for a moment.

He took out a check and handed it to Ye Qingyu, "This, accept it!"

Ye Qingyu glanced at the check, and the amount he gave was very large.

She pursed her lips and didn't extend her hand, "Li Yanchen, I don't want to have anything to do with you, and I won't ask for a cent of your money!"

Without waiting for Li Yanchen to say anything, Ye Qingyu turned around and left.

She got into Wen Ruan's car without looking back.

Li Yanchen looked at the direction in which the car disappeared, her thin lips pursed into a straight line.

……

This afternoon.

Wen Ruan drove and sent Ye Qingyu back to Yuncheng.

Arriving at Ye's house in Yuncheng, Ye Qingyu went straight to the bedroom upstairs.

"Mom, how is the little shell?"

When Ye Qingyu was pregnant, she once went to the beach to play. When she picked up shells, the child in her belly kept kicking her. She touched her belly and asked her if she liked shells, and she kicked her violently. Twice.

At that time, she leaned against Li Yanchen's arms and said that whether she was born a son or a daughter, she was named Xiaobei.

Little Shell is not dead. Ye Qingyu knew that Li Yanchen would not give her child custody, so she asked Wen Ruan to help her hide from the sky.

Wen Ruan found Sam and asked him to greet the doctor in charge of Little Shell, sealing the acupoints and acupuncture points, creating the illusion of breathing cessation. Only then can he hide from Li Yanchen and let Wen Ruan take the little shell away.

"After taking the medicine prescribed by Xiao Ruan, Xiao Shell looks much better in the past two days, and the milk tastes better."

After Ye's father turned himself in, Ye's mother was depressed for a few days, but looking at her daughter and little grandson, she had to cheer up again.

Ye Qingyu took the small shell into her arms, and her eyes couldn't help but turn red.

Although her marriage with Li Yanchen is full of scars, fortunately she still has a small shell.

The newborn child spends most of the time sleeping. After the little shell was held in Ye Qingyu's arms, he quickly fell asleep.

Mother Ye looked at Ye Qingyu, who was thin and pale, and said distressedly, "The confinement is also unable to sit properly, so don't let the root of the disease fall."

"Auntie, I will prescribe medicine for Yu'er to take care of her well, but the confinement still has to be finished." Wen Ruan said.

Mother Ye nodded, "Excuse me, Xiao Ruan."