Addicted to seduction, the cold CEO cries every night

Yan Xia was stunned when he heard Mu Shiyun calling Grandpa Shibo. Didn't he hear that the Mu family was at odds with the Xia family?

Discord can also be called Shibo?

But these are not what she is thinking about now. She looks at Mr. Xia steadily, hoping to see him a few more times.

Mr. Xia smiled at Mu Shiyun and said, "Why, are you here to question me?"

When Mu Shiyun heard this, the expression on his face froze for a moment, and then he twitched the corners of his lips with a wry smile: "No, Ajin and I are destined to be together after all."

"Is this Ajin's daughter?" Mu Shiyun looked at Yan Xia.

Yan Xia was stunned after hearing Mu Shiyun's words: "Do you know my mother?"

You call Ajin so close, what is their relationship?

In an instant, countless questions popped up in Yan Xia's mind.

When Mu Shiyun heard this, his expression softened: "We know him, we're very familiar with him."

"But the main reason I came today is to see Shibo." He turned his attention to Mr. Xia who was lying on the bed: "Shibo, Ajin and I were willful back then. Don't be angry."

Mr. Xia said nothing, only sighed heavily.

It's too late to say anything now.

"Shibo, I'm here today to sincerely apologize to you!"

"I've wanted to come visit you since I came back, but I never plucked up the courage. Today I heard that you..." He paused and then said, "So, I'm afraid I won't have the chance if I don't tell you."

"If it weren't for my willfulness back then, Ajin wouldn't have run away from home."

Mr. Xia sneered when he heard this and bowed his hands: "I can't say I forgive you."

Mr. Xia's voice was weak: "You and Ajin left when you left, but you just left her and went abroad alone."

"Mu Shiyun, it's not me you're sorry for, it's Ajin..."

The old man didn't have much strength anymore, but he still said these words in one breath.

Mu Shiyun's face turned pale and he stood there in silence for a long time. Finally, his face turned pale and he said, "You should not forgive me."

"If you see Ajin one day, please tell her that I will never marry."

"If there is an afterlife, I will definitely continue the relationship."

Mr. Xia didn't speak, but suddenly stared at the void not far away and smiled.

"Old lady, are you and Ajin coming to pick me up?"

He raised his hand toward the void, his eyes gradually becoming blurred: "Ajin, I found Xia Xia, your child..."

After saying these two words, Mr. Xia dropped his hand heavily.

"Grandpa!"

Yan Xia saw Mr. Xia slowly closing his eyes and shouted in panic: "Grandpa, wake up, wake up!"

But no matter how Yan Xia screamed, Mr. Xia closed his eyes and never woke up.

But the smile on his lips couldn't go away.

As soon as Mr. Xia breathed his last, the room that had been quiet just now started to burst into tears.

Yan Xia stared blankly, but couldn't cry anymore.

She looked at the doctors, nurses, and people from the Xia family coming and going, her eyes a little hollow.

Until Mr. Xia was taken away after being laid to rest, Yan Xia sat there blankly without moving.

Si Jinghuai walked over and pulled her up from the ground.

Yan Xia looked at him blankly: "Don't touch me."

Her voice was very low, and her throat was too dumb to speak. She obviously didn't cry hard, but Yan Xia felt as if her throat was blocked by something at this time.

It's so bitter that I can't open my mouth.

Si Jinghuai's voice was low: "So you are going to be sick and not go to see the old man off?"

Yan Xia paused, yes.

I still have to send my grandpa off for the last time, so he can't fall down.

"Miss Yan." Mu Shiyun, who had not left, suddenly walked up to Yan Xia.

Yan Xia looked back at him but said nothing.

After listening to the conversation between Mu Shiyun and her grandfather just now, she roughly guessed the relationship between Mu Shiyun and her mother.

Normally, she would be interested in asking, but now...

She really wasn't in the mood to say anything else.

Mu Shiyun looked at Yan Xia's slightly pale expression and said softly: "When your grandpa has finished everything, I hope to meet and chat with you."

"May I?"

Yan Xia nodded indifferently and didn't even want to say another word.

After Mu Shiyun finished speaking, he nodded to Si Jinghuai before turning around and leaving.

Xia Zhen and the rest of the Xia family were taking care of my grandfather's death, and Yan Xia was not needed. Xia Zhen took advantage of the gap and came over to Yan Xia and said, "You and Si Jinghuai go back and rest first."

"I'll call you when things get better here."

Yan Xia nodded: "Okay."

It was already afternoon when Si Jinghuai took Yan Xia back to Xia's house.

She looked at Yan Xia, who was helpless, and frowned sharply: "I asked the kitchen to prepare some food, you can eat some later."

Throughout the morning, Yan Xia didn't drink even a drop of water.

She shook her head and wrapped herself in the quilt: "I want to sleep."

Si Jinghuai wanted to say something, but looking at Yan Xia's state, he finally shut up: "Then you have a good rest. I have something to do and I have to go out."

Yan Xia didn't respond. Si Jinghuai knew that she didn't want to talk now, so he didn't say anything more, turned around and left.

Although Yan Xia said she wanted to sleep, she couldn't sleep either.

After Si Jinghuai left, she was the only one left in the huge space. She stared blankly at the white roof with empty eyes.

He just kept looking at the roof until the sky outside turned completely dark.

When Si Jinghuai came back in the evening, he saw Yan Xia still lying on the bed in the same position as when he left, with a stern look between his eyebrows.

"You are so reluctant to leave grandpa, are you planning to chase after him?"

Si Jinghuai got angry, stepped forward, lifted Yan Xia's quilt, and pulled her out of the quilt.

There was a restaurant in the courtyard where she lived. When he carried Yan Xia to the restaurant, he saw that food was already placed on the table.

Maybe Si Jinghuai gave the order in advance.

Si Jinghuai sat her down at the dining table, lowered his head and said, "Eat."

There was an undeniable aura in his tone, a bit fierce.

Yan Xia raised his head and glanced at him, but did not refute. He obediently picked up the chopsticks and started eating, but his movements were a little dull.

It looks like a doll on strings.

But Si Jinghuai watched her eat it one bite at a time, his eyes softening little by little.

Half an hour later, Si Jinghuai put Yan Xia to bed and heard someone knocking on the door.

When he opened the door, he saw Xia Zhen standing at the door. When he saw Si Jinghuai, Xia Zhen pursed his lips before looking into the room and asked, "Where is Yan Xia?"

Si Jinghuai glanced into the room: "Give her some sleeping pills, otherwise her body won't be able to bear it if she doesn't sleep."

Xia Zheng sighed when he heard this: "Grandpa left, Yan Xia should be the most sad one."

People like the Xia family only care about profits. After the old man left, he was already clamoring about the distribution of profits even before he was buried.

Seeing that no one was sad, Xia Zhen only felt chilled.

"Then let her have a good rest, and when she wakes up, tell her that the funeral hall has been decorated."