Yan Xia moved her hands.

Subconsciously glanced at Xia Zhen.

Seeing that Xia Zhen was also frowning, he could only lick his lips and turn back to smile at Mr. Xia.

"I'm Xiaojin."

Mr. Xia smiled bitterly when he heard this: "You girl, you think my old man is a fool, don't you?"

"Xiaojin doesn't have this mole at the end of her eye."

Yan Xia was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand to touch the end of his eyes.

She chuckled: "The old man really has a keen eye."

"But if you want to know who I am, you have to finish this bowl of porridge."

She glanced at the porridge in the bowl. It was medicinal food and should be very good for the body.

And the old man looked too weak.

Xia Zhen frowned at the side, the old man always respected the rules.

What he hates the most is people talking to him, no matter how old he is. If the younger generation in the family dares to talk to the old man like this.

The family service has already begun.

He was about to plead for Yan Xia, but the old man burst out laughing.

"Okay, I'll eat."

Xia Zhen stood beside him, his mouth opened in an O shape.

Did he hear it right?
The old man was bullied and lured, but he didn't get angry?

Yan Xia smiled and put the porridge in the bowl into the old man's mouth one spoonful at a time.

I guess I haven't eaten for too long.

After eating more than half of the bowl, the old man couldn't eat anymore.

Yan Xia didn't force him either.

Put the bowl aside.

"Then can you tell me now, who are you?"

Mr. Xia wiped the corners of his lips with the handkerchief Xia Zhen handed over.

After eating something, even my voice became stronger.

"My name is Yan Xia."

Anyway, Mr. Xia had already figured it out, and Yan Xia announced his name openly.

"I was saved by Mr. Xia Zhen when I was in a car accident, so I came to see you to repay his favor."

She didn't hide it at all.The old man seemed to be in very bad health, but now his mind seemed to be clear.

Although we still don’t know the intricate relationship between the Xia family.

But Yan Xia has been exposed to it since she was a child, and she also knows about the competition for family property in many wealthy circles.

Now that the old man is seriously ill, I'm afraid everyone in the Xia family has begun to have their own thoughts.

Xia Zhen saved her life, and she didn't mind saying a few nice words to Xia Zhen.

When Mr. Xia heard this, he lowered his eyes and touched Yan Xia's name twice.

"Yan Xia, Yan Xia."

Suddenly, he looked up at Yan Xia and asked, "Why are you called this name?"

This was the first time someone asked me such a strange question.

Yan Xia was stunned for a moment, and instantly understood what Mr. Xia was thinking.

His name sounds like it really has something to do with the Xia family.

"My mother's surname is indeed Xia, but she is not named Xia Jin, but Xia Shu."

When the old man heard the first half of Yan Xia's words, his old eyes suddenly glowed with hope.

After hearing Yan Xia's words, his eyes darkened again.

Yan Xia couldn't bear it and chuckled: "Grandpa Xia, my mother has passed away."

"I believe that your daughter will live well in this world."

She originally wanted to comfort Mr. Xia.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Xia looked at her with a bit of pity.

Yan Xia received his gaze and smiled nonchalantly.

Then I heard Mr. Xia say: "Miss Yan, I wonder if you would like to come and talk to me every day?"

Yan Xia was happy, since there was nothing much going on recently.

The old man's longing for his daughter may have reached its peak.

If you can do a good deed, you have something to do.

What's more, Xia Zhen saved his own life.

She nodded: "Of course I do."

Seeing the two of them chatting happily, Xia Zhen secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead.

After a pause, he spoke. (End of chapter)

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