Addicted to seduction, the cold CEO cries every night

"Actually, I want you to meet my grandpa this time."

"He is in poor health and has been hospitalized. He is almost confused. The person I am most worried about in this life is my little aunt."

Yan Xia looked at him doubtfully: "Mr. Xia, what does this have to do with me?"

Xia Zhen, who was driving, looked back at her.

"Because you look a lot like my little aunt. When I first saw you, I thought you looked a lot like my little aunt."

"Then your little aunt..."

Yan Xia paused, and suddenly a bad feeling arose in his heart.

Xia Zheng sighed after hearing this: "It's a long story. When I was five years old, my little aunt ran away from home because of some things and severed ties with the family."

"It's not like we haven't searched for you in the past few years, but we have never found it. When I went to the capital this time and saw you, I was completely shocked."

"If you weren't so young, I would have called you aunt."

Yan Xia recalled the way Xia Zheng lost his composure when they met for the first time.

Turns out that was the answer.

"Oh, now that I see the old man, what can I do?"

"Just say you are Xiaojin."

"My aunt's name is Xia Jin."

Xia Zheng turned his head and glanced at Yan Xia: "I'm sorry."

Yan Xia chuckled: "No trouble."

If Xia Zhen hadn't said her aunt's name was Xia Jin, Yan Xia would have suspected that her mother was his little aunt.

After all, as long as I can remember, I have never seen anyone from my mother’s family.

Only occasionally can I hear a sentence or two from my mother's mouth.

But every time she spoke a little more, my mother would immediately shut up.

There was only one time that Yan Xia still remembered that it was the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Mom sat in the garden of the villa and looked at the round moon.

Say you are sorry to your mother.

But that was a long time ago.

While thinking wildly, Xia Zhen had already parked his car in front of a hospital.

It can be seen from the outside that this hospital should be a top private hospital.

Xia Zhen got out of the car and turned to look at Yan Xia: "I'll see you soon."

Yan Xia nodded: "I understand." He said clearly, but he was still a little nervous. If the old man didn't accept this trick, he might not be able to help Xia Zhen.

Follow Xia Zhen on the elevator.

When the elevator reached the third floor, it opened with a ding.

After turning left and right into the ward, Yan Xia saw the room full of people.

Everyone looked towards the door when they heard the noise.

A middle-aged man was the first to speak: "Xia Zhen, your grandfather is so sick and you are still confused..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man noticed Yan Xia behind Xia Zhen.

His eyes widened, he raised his hand in disbelief and pointed at Yan Xia and asked: "You, you are..."

Xia Zhen pursed his lips and ignored the middle-aged man's words.

He directly pulled Yan Xia to the bedside of the old man who was surrounded by stars.

"Xiaojin, Xiaojin..."

As she got closer, Yan Xia heard old calls.

She looked at the old man lying on the bed. The old man had gray hair.

Staring at the ceiling with empty eyes.

Xia Zhen stepped forward and leaned over to the old man and said, "Grandpa, look who I brought here."

The old man heard the noise.

But there was no response, and he was still calling Xiaojin, Xiaojin.

Xia Zhen directly pulled Yan Xia towards the old man.

"You take a look first, my little aunt is back."

The old man paused and slowly turned his head towards Yan Xia.

Yan Xia finally saw the old man's face and wondered if it was because of his illness.

The old man looked a little scary.

He is about the same age as the old man of the Si family, but he seems to be in much worse condition than the old man of the Si family.

Even the eye sockets have been sunken.

But Yan Xia didn't feel scared. He was just an ordinary old man who missed his daughter.

She smiled lightly at the old man and called out awkwardly: "Dad." (End of Chapter)