Grandpa Li's cutie is too sweet

Shen Qing saw the word Tiantian displayed on the screen.

Scared out of cardiac arrest.

Quickly glanced at the man, and was about to reach out and hang up Xia Tian's phone.

However, the man's hand was faster than him, holding onto Shen Qing's fingers.

"catch."

Shen Qing now dare not let anything related to Xia Tian appear in front of the man, looking at him with pleading eyes, "Sir, please."

The man lowered his eyes, "Or I will."

Shen Qing understands a man's temperament, and knows that if he continues to be stubborn, not only will he not be able to solve the problem, but he may even irritate him.

"I'll take it."

As soon as Shen Qing's voice fell, the man's finger pressed the connect button on the screen, before Shen Qing could even react, he heard Xia Tian's clear voice coming from the receiver immediately.

"Hey, Master, you finally answered Tian Tian's call. Where did you go just now? The phone shows that you are not in the service area, and you can't make a call. No, Master, where are you now?"

Listening to Xia Tian's concerned words, Shen Qing's cold heart warmed up, but when he raised his head and touched the gloomy look in the man's eyes, his heart rose again.

Especially men who are lip-syncing: "Say it to me."

Shen Qing's heart tightened, and he slightly covered his phone and said, "Tian Tian, ​​Master is fine, he will go back soon, don't worry."

Hearing Shen Qing saying that he wanted to leave, the aura around the man suddenly became extremely cold.

"Where do you want to go?" The man's deep voice suppressed his anger.

Shen Qing was taken aback, and immediately said to Xia Tian on the other end of the phone, "Be good every day, Master is really fine, he will go back after a while, you have been together with Ming Chen recently, don't leave him."

After Shen Qing said such a long list, before Xia Tian could reply, he immediately hung up the phone.

In the next second, Shen Qing's cell phone was snatched by the man.

He looked down at the screen that showed that the call had been hung up, the corners of his lips curled up in a mocking arc, and his deep voice was ruthless, but more helpless.

"Shen Qing, what on earth do you take me for!"

Shen Qing was stunned for a moment, looked up at the man blankly, touched the injury in his dark eyes, a trace of bewilderment flashed in his heart.

what?

I used to think of him as light, redemption, hope, and the person I secretly loved in my heart.

Now when he is...

Shen Qing lowered his head slightly, and said in a soft voice, "Sir, I am almost 40 years old now, my skin is very bad, my face is full of wrinkles, my figure is not good, and I have a lot of diseases. I may not live long. I don't dare to hope for anything anymore, I just ask you to be merciful and let me go, I just want, I just want to be by Tiantian's side and see him happy."

"Sir, if you really want to torture me, I will suffer. Even if you want to kill me, I won't complain. I just ask you not to hurt Tian Tian. He really suffered too much. I, I......."

"In your eyes, am I the kind of person who would kill his wife and children?" The man interrupted Shen Qing coldly.

Click.

Tears pooled in his eyes and fell to the ground.

Shen Qing raised his head dumbfounded.

wife?

Child?

What does it mean?

The man was nearly 1.9 meters tall, and stretched out his arms to support Shen Qing's ear, almost completely wrapping Shen Qing who was just over 1.7 meters into his arms.

Slightly lowered his eyes, his eyes were particularly intimidating.

"Shen Qing, you are my wife, and Xia Tian is my son. No matter how bad I am, Xia Chuan, I will never do anything to hurt you..."

you are my wife...

Afterwards, Shen Qing couldn't hear what Xia Chuan said, and the phrase "You are my wife" kept lingering in his ears.

Xia Chuan said that she was his wife.

What does it mean?

Is it because he likes him, or because he gave birth to a child for Xia Chuan?

In the most hidden and softest corner of the bottom of my heart, a little flower called joy seems to grow quietly.

Happily swaying the branches to express its happiness.

But suddenly...

"I heard that you can have children, a monster who is neither male nor female."

"The child born is also a little monster, not worthy of entering the door of my Xia family."

"Dirty, throw it out."

Scenes of memories from the past suddenly flooded into my heart, and the heart that became joyful and warm because of the phrase "you are my wife" fell into an ice cave in an instant.

Shen Qing, Shen Qing, you are almost forty this year, you are no longer the 20-year-old, you are no longer the age to daydream unscrupulously, and you are not worthy of quietly dreaming of growing old together with a man.

You have to distinguish reality clearly and see ahead clearly.

What are you still hoping for?

This must be another idea Xia Chuan came up with to torture him.

No, not anymore.

Although his Shen Qingming is worthless, he is not cheap.

Some pain, some bitterness, one taste is enough.

Really, once is enough....

The water vapor in Shen Qing's eyes seemed to condense into frost in an instant, and his body became extremely cold.

"Cold, so cold." Shen Qing couldn't help exhaling softly.

Xia Chuan touched Shen Qing's cold shoulder with his big palm, and frowned slightly, "Qingqing, what's wrong with you?"

"I, I'm so cold, really cold."

The cold disease on Shen Qing's body attacked quickly and severely, almost within half a minute, Shen Qing's whole body was as cold as ice.

At that time, Shen Qing directly drank a whole bowl of poisonous porridge.

From then on, the cold poison entered the body, and quickly merged with the flesh and blood, and there was no medicine to cure it, so it could only be slowly endured and endured.

Xia Tian inherited the cold poison from Shen Qing, in fact, it was only a small part, but even so, every time Xia Tian had a cold attack, it almost killed half of his life.

Not to mention Shen Qing who was first infected with toxin.

The cold poison on his body will only become more intense and ferocious, and every time it flares up, it seems that he is going to die from the cold.

Otherwise, he would not have reluctantly left Xia Tian by the side of the road, otherwise he would not have stayed in a small shop for more than ten years and never went out, otherwise he would not have lived without hope... ...

Xia Chuan watched Shen Qing's skin slowly reveal a layer of white frost, his brows were completely tightened, and infinite anger filled his heart instantly.

What exactly is going on?

Although there were too many things he didn't know in his heart, Xia Chuan stretched out his hand and hugged Shen Qing tightly into his arms without hesitation.

"Qingqing, what's going on?" Xia Chuan said with anger and anxiety.

However, Shen Qing, who was able to speak coldly just now, could only open his mouth slightly, unable to speak a word.

Those beautiful apricot eyes were also gently closed, and the curled eyelashes were covered with frost, and even the faint breath exhaled from the nose was as cold as death.

Xia Chuan panicked for a while, hugged Shen Qing even more tightly, put him on the bed, and then asked the housekeeper to come up and turn on all the heating facilities in the room.

When the butler entered the room, when he saw Shen Qing whose whole body was covered with a layer of white frost, he felt a thud in his heart. He lowered his head guiltyly, turned on the heating and air conditioner in the room, and went to the bathroom to put a pool of hot water. water.

"Sir, the hot water has been placed, you can hug Shao Shen to soak him, so that he may warm up faster." The butler bowed his head respectfully.

Xia Chuan immediately picked up Shen Qing and walked to the bathroom, but when he got to the bathroom, he turned his head and gave the butler a cold look, and said sharply, "Get out and think about how to explain it to me."

After speaking, Xia Chuan carried Shen Qing into the bathroom.

The butler was stunned by Xia Chuan's words, his whole body was cold, and his eyes were filled with deep fear.

In fact, he had already thought of it.

If Xia Chuan really just treats Shen Qing as a plaything, it’s okay to say, then all the things he was ordered to do are completely rotted into the coffin, and Xia Chuan will not find out. In other words, even if Xia Chuan finds out, it’s just a plaything. , If it is harmed, it will be harmed.

But ever since Shen Qing left without saying a word, in the past 20 years, Xia Chuan never gave up looking for Shen Qing. At that time, he thought that Xia Chuan really fell in love with Shen Qing.

It's just that there is still a ray of hope hidden in his heart, that Shen Qing is already dead.

As the saying goes, there is no proof of death, as long as Shen Qing dies, the things he did in the past will also rot into the coffin.

The only thing he didn't expect was that Shen Qing's life was so hard, and he was still alive after being poisoned by the cold.It stands to reason that with Shen Qing's physical condition at that time, he would undoubtedly die, but after Shen Qing left, he didn't know what happened, but he survived well.

The butler bowed his head deeply, trembling with fear.

And at this time in the bathroom.

Xia Chuan put Shen Qing into the bathtub.

Looking at his bony body, looking at the ugly scars all over his body, looking at a scarlet scarlet brand on his chest...

Xia Chuan hugged Shen Qing into his arms vigorously, a dazed fragility appeared on his usually cold and forceful face.

His Qingqing, his wife, what happened these years.

Half an hour later, Xia Chuan came out of the bathroom with Shen Qing in his arms.

Shen Qing's originally pale and fragile face had regained its blood color.

Although Shen Qing often said that he was nearly 40 years old and old and yellow, but in fact his skin condition was no different from that of his 20s, white with red in it.

Xia Chuan put Shen Qing under the quilt, looked at his obedient sleeping face, felt great satisfaction in his heart, bowed his head, and placed a light kiss on Shen Qing's lips.

This time, he will never bear Shen Qing again.

Helping Shen Qing tuck up the quilt, he lifted his foot to go out, saw the butler kneeling outside, raised his hand and pulled out a gun from the bodyguard, and pressed it with his finger.

A dull gunshot rang out.

A look of pain appeared on the housekeeper's face, he clenched his teeth tightly, not daring to let out a cry of pain.

Xia Chuan walked towards the study.

The butler clutched his injured, bleeding left hand, and followed Xia Chuan with a limp.

Suddenly there was a muffled bang, and the door of the study was closed.

The butler stood on the window sill with a gloomy face, surrounded by gloomy black air, like Xia Chuan, a murderous god.

"Say." Xia Chuan spat out a word coldly.

The butler was so frightened that he plopped and knelt on the ground. ?