Moreover, even in the past, his domineering power was only effective on those she cared about, with means so shameless that even he himself felt despicable.
Thinking of this, it's understandable why she's unwilling to reconcile with him.
But, he just can't let go with detachment and let nature take its course.
For Yan Xiaye, he has to insist.
The atmosphere in the hall was oppressively silent. Yan Xiaye stopped talking, silently counting her heartbeats, deciding to call the bodyguard to drive people away once she counted to a hundred.
When she reached ninety-eight, Li Beicheng finally spoke up in a helpless, confessional manner, trying to invoke Yan Xiaye's kind nature, suddenly saying, "I can't find Yan Shuirou."
Yan Xiaye looked up at him wordlessly, "What does that have to do with me?"
"She took Ya'er away. I don't know how she did it, but she's truly disappeared from Jianghai. I've hired a detective and searched for so many days, but still no trace."
