Chapter 22 Why Get Married

Song Yihan probably saw such scenes too often.He just raised his eyes slightly, and slowly swept around the room, and also coldly swept across the two aunts.

These two women were obviously older than him in terms of age and seniority, but when he glanced over them, unexpectedly...the indescribable sense of oppression, the invisible pressure, made the two women instantly silent.

He took Xia Hansheng's hand, and introduced him calmly, "This is the second aunt, and this is the fourth aunt."

Without the third aunt, Xia Hansheng knew that his third uncle was the one who never came back from abroad all year round.

Xia Hansheng wanted to stand up and say hello to them, but Song Yihan held her hand and held her down. She couldn't stand up at all, so she smiled politely and called out, "Second Aunt, Fourth Aunt."

At this time, a middle-aged woman who looked like a nanny came out from the aisle on the left, "Master, Miss Xia, the old man told you to go in."

The old gentleman she mentioned should be Song Yihan's grandfather, the most authoritative figure in this old house.If it weren't for his persistence, Song Yihan wouldn't be able to take the position of group president.

Song Yihan nodded, Xia Hansheng followed behind him, walked through a corridor, and entered the room at the end.

The layout in the living room outside is extremely luxurious, but in this room, it is very simple.There is no extra arrangement, just a bed, a cabinet, a wooden table, and a wooden chair.

It may not be any different from the room of the elderly in other people's homes.

The old man was not young, sick and crooked, lying on the bed, half-sitting with a pillow behind his back.

His face was facing Song Yihan, but he didn't look at him. He closed his eyes, seemingly unintentionally, and asked, "Why are you getting married?"

Song Yihan replied indifferently: "The wedding has already been prepared, it's time to get married."

The old man opened his eyes suddenly, and Xia Hansheng immediately felt that all his energy was in his eyes, and that gaze was terrifyingly sharp.

"Don't give me Tai Chi, I'm asking you why you married her!"

The sound was not loud, but it was so powerful that Xia Hansheng couldn't help shivering.

Song Yihan was silent for a moment before simply answering: "She is suitable."

The old man snorted, but didn't ask any more questions.After a while, he said, "You go out first, and I'll have a chat with her."

Xia Hansheng didn't understand who he was calling out for a moment, and quickly looked at Song Yihan.Seeing Song Yihan turn the wheelchair around and go out, she finally understood, so she held her breath and took a step forward cautiously.

The old man sized her up, "What is your purpose?"

Xia Hansheng was taken aback for a moment.

Her purpose?

Revenge on Dong Zhiming?For 30?
She didn't know how much the old man knew, so she didn't dare to talk nonsense.However, it would be too fake to say that she loves Song Yihan for the sake of feelings.What if people know the inside story?
She thought over and over again, and replied cautiously: "It's two people who take care of each other and help each other."

The old man was noncommittal, as if chewing on her words.After a while, I continued to ask: "If Yihan's health is fine, are you willing to spend the rest of your life with him?"

lifetime?

Xia Hansheng never thought about this question.

After all, from the day she met him, his physical condition was a prerequisite that could not be ignored, and their marriage also had a clear purpose.

(End of this chapter)

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