Chapter 417

Xia Xiwan doesn't want to tell Ye Ling about Mr. Lu's divorce for the moment. Maybe she doesn't give up on Mr. Lu's marriage. She still doesn't want to divorce.

"Lingling, let's talk about going to the imperial capital in two days. Let's solve the problem of Li Yulan and Xia Yanyan first. You've been with me all day today. I'll watch the night for my grandfather. Go back quickly."

Ye Ling took Xia Xiwan's slender arm and looked at her eyes which were red and swollen. "I'm not tired. I'll stay with you."

"Ling Ling, go back. I'll ask Mr. Lu to accompany me later."

Ye Ling picked Liu Yemei, "yes, Mr. Lu will definitely come to accompany you in the evening. Then I'll go back first. If you have something to call me."

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Ye Ling left, Xia Xiwan returned to the ward, she played hot water, with a towel to grandfather carefully wipe.

Grandfather's body has become cold, there is no temperature, but the last second grandfather's hand is still on her head, affectionately knead.

Xia Xiwan sits beside the bed. When there is no one at night, she is surrounded by loss and loneliness. Her tears fall down again. She can't help crying at the head of the bed.

My heart is empty.

With the death of her last relative, Xia's family is not her family.

She had her own home, with Mr. Lu's home, but Mr. Lu did not want her.

It's like going back to 11 years ago, when she was nine years old, she was thrown into the countryside and lost everything.

Xia Xiwan takes out her mobile phone and finds out Lu Hanting's phone number. She looks at the number several times, but finally she doesn't have the courage to call, although she wants to let Mr. Lu accompany her at the moment.

My mind is the picture of this morning in the study. He stares at her coldly, smashes the pillow on her, and makes her roll out.

Xia Xiwan dare not call him, in the experience of the death of his grandfather, his heart sad into the river, dare not put himself in front of him, let him tingle.

Late at night soon came, the whole hospital was very quiet, there was no sound.

At this time, a steady step came from the corridor. The door of the ward was pushed open. A tall and upright body jumped into sight. Lu Hanting came.

Lu Hanting's body is a black coat. His straight shoulders are stained with the wind and frost outside. Maybe he hasn't shaved for two days. A circle of green scum emerges from his determined jaw. He looks at the deep, severe and cold atmosphere of no strangers.

Lu Hanting came in. Xia Xiwan held his grandfather's hand tightly. He was lying at the head of the bed and cried. He was tired and had fallen asleep.

He stood tall by the bed and looked down at the sleeping girl. Her small face was still covered with tears, her eyes and nose were red, and the slender Yujie fell down quietly. Even Yujie was covered with water mist. If she could not fall off, there was a kind of fragile beauty. It was very pitiful.

Lu cold Ting heart pain of pull up, he slowly stretched out his hand, wipe the tears on her small face.

The girl in the dream felt his finger pulp and his familiar body temperature. She moved and gently rubbed his fingertips with her small face, soft as a cat.

Lu Hanting leaned over and held her up.

He didn't put her on the bed, but he sat on the head of the bed, held her in his arms and let her sleep in his arms.

His thin lips fall on her forehead, slowly slide down, kiss her red eyes, kiss her tearful Yujie, kiss her nose, kiss her face, and finally rub her red lips.

"Wanwan..."

He called her name hoarsely.

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