Old Nazhi frowned imperceptibly, because he saw the difference between Hai Xiaomin. Compared with the night she left with him, her eyes were not as firm as they had been.
Yes? Is it because of what Ling Yao said just now that she has wavered?
Old Nazhi hopes to be recognized by Hai Xiaomin. As long as she is on the same front with herself, Joe will have no chance of winning!
On the other side, Ian took the subtle expression changes of old naghi into his eyes.
Hai Xiaomin rubbed his sweaty palm on the corner of his clothes and gently opened his lip: "Grandpa, I want to..."
Before saying a word, Ian suddenly got up, held her shoulder and leaned over to block her sight.
The touch between the lip flap and the lip flap easily blocked Hai Xiaomin's mouth without too much force. She stared round in shock and looked at Ian's handsome face close at hand.
What's he doing?
"You're in poor health. Let's go back." Ian whispered as if there were no one.
His action came so suddenly that everyone was caught off guard. Sooner or later, Ling Yao immediately clenched his fist. Almost without thinking, his body jumped up from the sofa like a spring, stepped over the tea table, and his fist hit Ian's back!
"Hmm!" Ian murmured, but he supported the sofa backs on both sides of Hai Xiaomin at the fastest speed, without attaching the impact of his fist to her.
"Ah!" cried laceya, covering her mouth in fear.
Ling Yao grabbed Ian's back collar and tore him off Hai Xiaomin. He waved his arm and punched again, but the punch was wrapped in Ian's palm and caught by his fist.
Seeing that the physical contradiction was going to break out further and evolve into a familiar scene, old Nazhi shouted, "stop!"
The two people who were preparing to fight were in a stalemate. Ling Yao refused to stop. Ian dared to do this to Hai Xiaomin again in front of him. If old Nazhi supported him, would he dare not kill you?
At the moment when Ian kissed Hai Xiaomin, Ling Yao completely lost his mind. Even if there were more conjectures and psychological preparations about her and Ian in advance, it was not as strong as the impact of an action of the other party in front of him!
Ian kissed her, which is a very bad signal. Do they really behave so close these days?
Ling Yao can't accept it. It's true!
"Joe, let go! See what you look like now? You're a brother. It's outrageous to be jealous with your brother for a woman!" old Nazhi grabbed the crutch and hit Ling Yao's waist with a stick that hates iron and doesn't become steel. Listening to the voice, he knew that the strength was not light.
But Ling Yao didn't move. He stared at Ian fiercely, as if to tear him into his stomach. Seeing this, old Nazhi stood up with another stick and started harder.
"Grandpa nagge!" leicia cried in horror. She couldn't believe what old nagge was doing now.
"I told you to step back, did you hear me?" old Nazhi was so angry that he held his staff in both hands and hit him for the third time.
"Don't!" Hai Xiaomin couldn't see it anymore. He got up to meet him and stretched out his hands to try to stop Lao Nazhi's stick. Ling Yao's eyes lit up. She couldn't take it!
Pushing Ian away, he immediately hugged Hai Xiaomin, turned around and resisted a stick with his back.
The man's dull hum sounded in his ear, which is not an illusion.
"Ling Yao!" Hai Xiaomin trembled, and his eyes were filled with water mist. Why, at this time, he was still protecting her
Ling Yao loosened her, very neat, as if holding her for another moment would dirty his clothes. He said coldly and fiercely, "you rush out to get in the way of what's wrong, get out of the way!"
I didn't try my best to protect the child in my stomach. I dare to rush out at such a dangerous moment!
Hai Xiaomin was hurt and choked. He thought it seemed true that she was in the way. She wanted to help him take the stick, but nothing changed.
"Xiao Min, Ian is injured. Take him back to his room to have a rest." old Nazhi said coldly.
Hai Xiaomin saw that Lao Nazhi had clearly expressed his dislike. If no one was willing to step back in this game, the form would inevitably develop in a more intense direction. The top priority is to separate people.
She walked towards Ian. Ling Yao didn't stop him. Lao Nazhi had already let go, and he wouldn't let anyone go. He wouldn't have a result if he forced him to stay. Unless he took someone to rob him at all costs, the key is to find a way to deal with the old man!
Ian received a heavy blow from Ling Yao on the back. To be honest, it was definitely heavier than Ling Yao's three sticks. It was difficult to even stand up straight. Hai Xiaomin pursed his lips, picked up his arm and helped him leave. She was like a man in the back. She didn't have to look back. She could guess that it was Ling Yao's eyes that wanted to eat people.
Back at the door of Ian's room, Hai Xiaomin angrily took off his arm and pushed it away. He asked, "why do you do this?"
It's clear that they are well water these days, but today he suddenly abnormal, saying that he didn't mean it, and ghosts don't believe it!
Ian bumped into the door frame and leaned on it. His eyes fell on the ground at random: "grandpa doesn't want to see you leave with the young master."
Is it? So he's just trying his best to share old Mr. naghi's worries?
"You are really a loyal dog!" Hai Xiaomin sneered. She didn't want to waste time on him. She had to go back and see Ling Yao and old Mr. Nazhi.
Turning to go, Ian grabbed her: "don't go."
"You let go!" Hai Xiaomin shook him off angrily.
"You'll only make things worse." Ian's Frank words made her freeze.
Yes, she can help. Ling Yao just thought she was in the way. Lao Nazhi also blamed her for the mistake. Her going will only make trouble. If she is not here, Ling Yao will be more rational
Hai Xiaomin returned to his room, always on pins and needles. I don't know what's going on in the reception hall. Grandpa didn't embarrass Ling Yao, did he?
I couldn't wait any longer. Hai Xiaomin decided to go to the reception hall.
When he arrived at the place, he found that Ling Yao and old Mr. Nazhi were gone. He asked the servants who were cleaning inside. He knew that they had left for a while. It seemed that they had parted unhappily. Before leaving, he heard their quarrel. Finally, Ling Yao took the lead in slamming the door.
Ling Yao is gone
Hai Xiaomin was swept by a sense of loss. It's good. At least he's fine. She turned and walked back in a daze.
Passing by the door of Ian's room, his door was not closed tightly. Hai Xiaomin heard a voice coming from inside. She subconsciously glanced in and saw Ian naked, and a female doctor was drugging his back.
Female doctor: "... Mr. naghi, thank you for your promotion. You are really young and promising."
Ian didn't have time to answer. Hai Xiaomin pushed the door in and stared at the stunned face of the female doctor for a moment: "it's you..."