Old Nagy calmly said, "I'm the child's great grandfather, but you're not the child's father. Joe, who really doesn't have the right to intervene in the child's affairs?"
Old naghi's words were like a huge thunder on Ling Yao's head. He said that he was not the child's father. He simply cut open his heart with a knife!
Seeing Ling Yao's face turned white and choked, old Nazhi looked at Hai Xiaomin with a gentle smile: "I hope to see my little great grandson born. I don't know if I have the honor?"
He is sending an invitation to Hai Xiaomin with unprecedented courtesy.
Hai Xiaomin's mood is extremely complicated. Why did old Nazhi do this? Since he already knows that the child is not Ling Yao, why
Suddenly, she also realized something and strangely bit her lower lip. Shouldn't old Nagi also think the child is Ian's?
After all, Ian is also his grandson. It's really understandable to say that she is his granddaughter-in-law.
If she goes with old naghi now, does it mean that she agrees with old naghi and admits that this is Ian's?
Hai Xiaomin hesitated, but if she didn't go, how could she keep the child in front of Ling Yao?
Looking at Xiao Min's hesitation at sea, Ling Yao clenched his fist tightly, and his knife cut facial muscles tightened and twitched slightly due to the clenching of the root of his teeth. Why hesitate? Does it need to consider who should be chosen between him and grandpa?
Hai Xiaomin! What is he in your heart?
Hai Xiaomin felt that her wrist was held across her coat. She turned her head and looked at a pair of peach eyes as bright as stars. The man's voice was as gentle as jade: "if you don't want to choose, don't choose, don't force yourself."
With encouragement in the man's eyes, Hai Xiaomin's heart warmed and slightly bitter. She thanked him for standing beside her until now. Unfortunately, he didn't understand her situation. She was just a single person. In the eyes of the couple, she was more like a chess piece in the game, which must be held by one party, and she also needed to choose one of them as a backer.
Hai Xiaomin laughed at himself. Is this the disadvantage of powerlessness? He can't help himself. He's really incompetent!
He smiled politely at the man. Hai Xiaomin took off his coat, hat and sunglasses and returned them to him: "I should go. I'll buy you another drink when I have a chance."
The man took something and looked at Hai Xiaomin with complex eyes. Her smile was faint. The sadness was completely buried in his heart.
Hai Xiaomin went to Lao Nazhi.
Old naghi nodded contentedly, stepped aside and motioned her to get on the bus.
"Hai Xiaomin!" when Hai Xiaomin bent down and was ready to drill into the car, Ling Yaozhen was in a hurry. At that moment, he was angry and roared. He wanted to rush up and rob people!
How can she leave with Grandpa? Does she know that grandpa is not kind to her? Who will protect her if he is not around her?
Ling Yao rushed forward recklessly, but was stopped by Lao Nazhi's bodyguard in time.
Hai Xiaomin didn't dare to turn around and look at him. She was afraid that if she just looked at him, her heart would shake. She wanted to jump into his arms recklessly!
But no, I'm sorry, Ling Yao. For the sake of her children, she must go with old Mr. naghi today!
Only by finding out who the child's biological father is can we prove her innocence. Hai Xiaomin also wants to know the real result, even the worst result
She bit her teeth and got into the car. Old Nazhi looked at Ling Yao, who was trapped by the bodyguard. Ignoring his cold and bloodthirsty eyes, he turned and got into the car.
Old naghi's car drove away, and his bodyguards withdrew one after another to keep up.
Ling Yao wanted to crack his eyes and his chest fluctuated violently. His usually flat and meticulous suit wrinkled and looked a little messy, but he didn't want to tidy it up. He just stood rigid in place and watched the team leave lonely and unwilling.
At that moment, a haze that would lose Hai Xiaomin finally covered his heart.
Why? Why did she still leave him? Did he do anything wrong? He said he didn't mind if she slept with other men. What else did she want him to do?!
When he got on the bus, Hai Xiaomin looked numb. Lao Nazhi sat next to her. Just after getting on the bus, he closed his eyes and didn't communicate with her.
After thinking all the way, Hai Xiaomin felt more and more frightened. If he guessed correctly, the old man really played a good game of chess. He stepped in at this time, not just to keep his little great grandson!
If the child in her belly is really Ian's, it's natural that she can't go back to Ling Yao. Even if not, at least now their gap has widened. For Lao Nazhi, it's a business that won't lose money anyway.
Hai Xiaomin touched her belly that hasn't changed yet, and a layer of worry floated in her heart. She was not sure whether her choice was correct. If she took the child off according to Ling Yao's requirements, could they really go back to the past?
The motorcade drove into Rose Hill at midnight.
After getting out of the car, the familiar fragrance of flowers is so sweet that it is greasy.
In the corner of his eye, someone was waiting nearby. Hai Xiaomin subconsciously turned back. Under the light, Ian stood quietly in front of a team of servants wearing a white T-shirt.
Last time, Ling Yao didn't leave any room. Ian was obviously badly hurt. His right arm was still wrapped around gauze and hung around his neck. The bruise on his face hasn't dissipated yet. However, even after such a heavy injury, Lao Nazhi and his party came back, he still stood at his post dutifully.
Seeing him like this again, Hai Xiaomin really doesn't know whether he should hate or sympathize.
"Xiao Min, you go with Ian. He will arrange your food, clothing, housing and transportation." old Nazhi's words suddenly rang in his ears, startling Hai Xiaomin. Old Nazhi really handed her over to Ian!
She wanted to fight for something for herself, but old naghi didn't give her a chance to say, "it's late. I'll go back and rest. You all go to bed."
"I see." everyone nodded in response.
Hai Xiaomin sighed in frustration. Everyone else is going back to bed. Does she want to disturb them?
People and land scattered one after another. Finally, only Hai Xiaomin and Ian were left. Then Ian turned and walked away: "come with me."
Hai Xiaomin bit his lip and tangled for a while. Let's go. Now everyone is gone. It's difficult not to go with him. Do you want to sleep in the garden?
What's more, she still has a lot to ask him in private!
However, if he takes the opportunity to do something to her, don't blame her for being rude to him!
"You can sleep here tonight." Ian opened the door of a room and turned on the light inside. "I live next door. You can come to me if you need anything. I've been here almost all the time."
Hai Xiaomin raised his eyelids. Under the bright light, he could better see Ian's injury. Probably because of this, he needs to rest in the room.