Sorry, I can't love you

At the door of the ward, Xia liangdun stopped.

Looking at the door, she took a breath, summoned up the courage and stretched out her hand, but when her hand touched the door handle, she subconsciously stopped.

Behind the door is the answer to the question between her and Tang Mo Shi, but this answer is the judgment of the two people, which determines the direction of their relationship.

If it is not the desired result, the feelings for him over the past ten years can only be put into water in the end.

The Mou Guang sank for a while, and Xia Liang clenched the bag in his hand.

When she hesitated and resisted,

With a click, the door opened from the inside.

Seeing her pestle at the door, Bai Hao was stunned, then returned to his mind, gave way to her, whispered in front of her: "Miss Xia, master has been waiting for you for a long time."

Then he raised his eyes and looked at Tang Lipei inside.

It seemed that he heard the movement at the door. A rustle came from the ward, and then Tang Lipei's solemn voice came from inside: "is Xiao Liang coming?"

Xia Liang closed his eyes, clenched his teeth, opened his eyes, pretended to be relaxed and replied, "Dad, it's me, I'm coming."

Then he pulled the corners of his mouth, squeezed out a smile as if he had exhausted all his strength, and walked in.

"Dad, are you better?"

Smiling, Xia Liang walks to the hospital bed. Xia Liang puts down his bag and sits down, caring.

Tang Lipei took off the presbyopia glasses on the bridge of his nose, slowly closed them and put them on one side of the table, turned his head and looked at Xia Liang: "it's much better a few days ago. I heard that there have been a lot of things in the company recently, and the blood pressure has come up again these two days."

The seemingly casual sentence made Xia Liang's heart tighten suddenly.

She collected her eyes, and the smile she finally squeezed out couldn't hang up.

But soon, Xia Liang returned to normal.

She opened her mouth and smiled. She stretched out her hand to tuck in Tang Lipei's bedding: "Dad, you don't have to worry about the company. Don't you believe brother Mo when he is here. You, just take good care of yourself in the hospital. "

"Well..."

He nodded slowly, and Tang Lipei agreed.

"Cough, cough..."

Suddenly, Tang Lipei coughed coldly.

The original pale face suddenly turned red. Seeing that he covered his chest with a very painful look, Xia Liang hurriedly got up and patted him on the back: "Dad, come and have a glass of water."

Seeing that he looked better, she poured Tang Lipei a glass of water and handed it to him.

Squinting, Tang Lipei leaned against the wall. He sighed and drank slowly.

"Are you okay, dad?"

Sitting down again, Xia Liang frowned and asked.

The Adam's apple rolled and his red face gradually returned to normal. Tang Lipei handed Xia Liang the cup in his hand and slowly opened his mouth: "I always feel a little dizzy recently. I can't work hard all over. The sequelae is nothing."

"Stop talking about this. Go. The report is there. Go and get it."

With that, he narrowed his eyes, waved his hand and pointed to the table at the end of the bed.

His mind suddenly trembled and looked down his wrinkled fingers. There was a file bag on the table at the end of the bed.

She suddenly widened her eyes. When the yellow kraft paper file bag came into view, she seemed to feel that her heart missed half a beat, her hand holding the cup trembled, and the cover of the porcelain cup touched the edge of the cup, making a harsh sound.

Swallowing her saliva, she put the cup in her hand, stood up and walked to the end of the bed.

Just a few steps away, she seemed to have walked as long as a century.

When my fingertips touched the file bag, I still had a "click" in my heart.

Holding the document, she fixed her eyes on it. A light thing made her feel extremely heavy.

"Here you are, Dad."

The voice was also lowered. She handed the file bag to Tang Lipei.

Looking up at her, Tang Lipei couldn't see anything in his dark and shiny eyes and took the file bag in her hand.

Taking no time to bypass the small rope on the file bag, Tang Lipei put his hand into the file bag.

Almost for a moment, Xia Liang's mind was blank, as if he were deaf. The voice in the room suddenly became ethereal and empty. Only Tang Lipei took the report out of the file bag, and the rustling sound and his heartbeat suddenly amplified in her ears. She seemed unable to hear everything else.

"Plop... Plop..."

One after another, she unconsciously widened her eyes, and her eyes fell tightly on Tang Lipei's hand, but she didn't dare to go closer to see it.

Taking out the report, Tang Lipei looked at it carefully. The dark pupil could not see anything, but it made Xia Liang scared.

Tang Lipei's face changed and changed, his eyes fell on the last line of the paper, and his eyebrows wrinkled.

"Xiao Liang, the results in the report..." Leng Buding opened his mouth. He raised his eyes and looked at Xia Liang. He stopped and didn't continue to say, "you'd better see it yourself."

Xia Liang was surprised by his eyes. At the moment when the voice fell, he had handed over the report.

Xia Liang's hands have been clenching the clothes pendulum nervously. When he heard his words, he suddenly clenched more tightly. She clenched a wrinkle on her clothes.

Her hands trembled and took over the appraisal report. She hung her heart and lowered her head silently.

At this moment, the English in the report is connected like chicken intestines, which makes her whole person suddenly nervous.

She couldn't understand those professional terms. She frowned and quickly turned to the last page. After staring at the last line of words for a long time, Xia Liang looked puzzled.

It seemed that she couldn't believe her eyes. She looked carefully again and again until she confirmed that she was right. Xia Liang almost screamed.

Overjoyed, she clutched the report. Her beautiful eyes widened: "there is no blood relationship!"

He was too excited to speak. Xia Liang was too happy to suppress his heartbeat, and his legs trembled with excitement.

"What? It makes you so happy that you can't be my daughter? "

Immersed in his own joy, Tang Lipei, sitting on the bed, said.

The smile on his face suddenly solidified, and he was stunned. Xia Liang froze.

The curvature of the corner of his mouth was pulled down. Looking at Tang Lipei with an expressionless face, his dark eyes were dense and expressionless.

"No... no, Dad..."

She stammered her lips. Xia Liang didn't know how to speak for a moment. The whole person stood in front of Tang Lipei timidly.

"Silly boy, Dad, I'm kidding you."

Seeing that she blushed and wanted to explain her embarrassment, Tang Lipei, who had been wearing a straight face, suddenly smiled and patted her hand coldly.

His mind suddenly tightened. Xia Liang frowned and looked at Tang Lipei. He was stunned by his suddenly changed attitude.

"How can your father not know your mind? He opposed it before, but after so many things, I'm afraid I can't manage your young people's affairs." Squinting, he leaned back against the wall, his low voice mixed with a trace of fatigue.

"Just ah..." raised his eyes. Tang Lipei's eyes floated out of the window, and his voice suddenly became deep, "my daughter..."

He sighed and narrowed his eyes, full of melancholy.

Seeing Tang Lipei's appearance, Xia Liang couldn't help trembling in his heart.

Also, Tang Ziqi is not the daughter of the Tang family, nor is she. Who is the real daughter of the Tang family?

And who is she?

What else did Xia Bingqing hide?

Twisting his eyebrows, Xia Liang put the identification report aside, put his white hand on Tang Lipei's hand and moved his lips: "Dad, don't think about it. Take care of your body. We'll check it."