Chapter 221

However, Xia qin'er is disappointed. Xia Zhiyang doesn't answer her with a smile as she expected. Instead, he looks at Xia qin'er in front of her with his deep eyes, which makes Xia qin'er's heart cold unconsciously.

She bit her lips and her palms were sweating. She was about to speak, but she was suddenly interrupted by Xia Zhiyang.

"Qin'er, you don't want me to go, do you?"

For so many years, Xia qin'er was brought up by him. Her thoughts and changes of her expression can be seen clearly in Xia Zhiyang's eyes. So, this kind of trick, he has long been clear and rough, not to mention he still stayed in the mall for so many years.

When Xia qin'er pretended to be concerned and said these words to him, he still wanted to see if Xia qin'er had repented. But now she said these words for the second time, he was really tired.

I never thought that Xia qin'er would be such a cold-blooded person. Although Xia Zhiyang knew that she didn't like Liang Jia, she knew that Jia Jia had been seriously injured. If she didn't go, he could understand. But now he thought of a way to forbid him to go.

Think of here, he some sullen, that sword eyebrow Cu wear, see summer Qin son suppress small face, again want to take out crying that set. He waved impatiently and let the bodyguard who was standing in the living room come over.

He gave a sneer and looked at his panicked little face and felt disappointed.

"Qin'er, I didn't expect that I would treat you so well, and you kept calling Liang Jia to be your sister, but you didn't even have a snack for your sister." He stood upright, as if thinking about something, raised his eyes and looked at her, as if he meant something: "the past is gone, there's nothing to care about. It's rare that she has lost her memory now and doesn't want to care with you, so you don't want to care about it any more."

Xia qin'er stands in the same place, pale this smiling face, she did not expect that her purpose is so easily exposed in Xia Zhiyang's eyes, and finally hear the meaning of Xia Zhiyang's words, she tightly saves her hands, lowers her head, and says nothing.

What's good about Liang Jia? Is it because Liang Jia is his daughter now that she has to be partial to her all the time?

Xia Zhiyang takes a meaningful look at her. No matter what Xia qin'er is thinking at the moment, he pushes the door straight ahead, leaving only a few words for the security guard behind him.

"Shut up your Miss Xia. You are not allowed to go out of the room without my permission."

For the two daughters of the Xia family, his painstaking efforts have been placed on Xia qiner, but why now Xia qiner makes him more and more disappointed.

In the hospital, Liang Jia's condition is not particularly good. She is still sleeping. Although the operation is successful, she can't wake up. Zhou Xingchen's heart can't be quiet at all.

He lowered his head, his face buried deep in his palm.

On the bed, Liang Jia's face was pale, and her beautiful face was a little haggard at the moment. She closed her eyes and lay quietly on the bed, as if she had blocked a world, and Liang Jia still didn't come back in that world.

As soon as the operation was finished, Zhou Xingchen immediately asked someone to arrange a VIP ward for Liang Jia to have a good rest. However, it has been more than half a day now, and the effect of anesthetic has long since faded, but Liang Jia still didn't wake up. How can he not worry.

Zhou Xingchen seems to be getting old overnight. After a night of crazy growth, his beard has occupied Zhou Xingchen's chin, making him look very haggard.

He carefully picked up Liang Jia's pale hand and wrapped it in the palm of his hand. Feeling Liang Jia's temperature, he was relieved: "how stupid... I can avoid it."

His voice is hoarse. It seems that he hasn't spoken for a long time. He never thought that Liang Jia had loved him so much and was hurt because of his so-called scheming.

His eyes moved for a long time without any sound.

The ward is quiet. The sun shines on his face through the glass. He still keeps such an action, and even his eyes have never left Liang Jia.

Until someone knocks at the door.

His eyes were deep, and suddenly he became a little cold. He looked back at Xia Zhiyang, who pushed the door in, with a cold look.

Jiaer has been seriously injured. He doesn't want to make her sleep uneasy because of the interference of some people.

He looked back and saw Xia Zhiyang standing at the door of the ward. His eyes narrowed slightly. He stood up and walked towards Xia Zhiyang.

Zhou Xingchen did not sleep all night, with a little haggard on his face, but the cold still did not reduce, so he looked straight at Xia Zhiyang.

He invited Xia Zhiyang out of the door, closed the door of the ward, and separated Xia Zhiyang from Liang Jia. His voice was low, with a trace of impatience, and he showed a mocking smile to Xia Zhiyang: "Mr. Xia, you'd better go back to Xia's home first. Jiajia has me here. I don't want to destroy her rest because of some unimportant people."Xia Zhiyang's body suddenly became stiff in the same place, his face also became deep, holding the fruit basket's hand more and more hard, his voice was low: "ouyangqi hurt Jiajia, I've heard about it, but you can rest assured, if Jiajia has something, I will never let them go."

Zhou Xingchen snorted coldly, as if he was listening to a joke. He always had no good feelings for the man in front of him, let alone the man in front of him. He tried to kill him and Liang Jia again and again.

He did not look at him, but sneered: "Mr. Xia, don't forget, don't think that Jia'er's amnesia can be written off."

He finally raised his eyes to look at him, hand tightly to hold Xia Zhiyang's collar, eyes condensation: "I tell you, Jia Er forget, does not mean I forget, you have done those good things in my heart, but is to see Jia Er and you have blood relationship, just light spare your life, now, you still want to pester Jia Er do what?"

Xia Zhiyang is also not comical, that pair of eyes tightly look at him, words show a certain: "she is my daughter."

Zhou Xingchen only sneered and let go of Xia Zhiyang's hand. His eyes went through the glass window to see Liang Jia's pale and haggard face lying there. Looking at her quiet sleep, Zhou Xingchen's voice became low. Suddenly, there was a touch of tenderness in the cold. He raised his mouth and said, "Xia Zhiyang, if you still think of Jia'er as your daughter, Don't disturb her now, let her have a good rest. "

Finally, Zhou Xingchen obviously has lost his patience and just goes around Xia Zhiyang to open the door of the ward.

A thump on the doorknob.

With Xia Zhiyang on his back, Zhou Xingchen's low voice echoed in the quiet Corridor: "don't pretend how much you love your daughter. If you love her, you won't let things fall into this situation."

With that, he closed the door and no longer looked at Xia Zhiyang, who was stunned outside.