Sweetheart,Come Back!

"When will that be?" When Lianyin thought of an Yin claiming that Qin Jian was her favorite, she hated her teeth.

"When you're stronger." "We're going to see your mother.

"Good." Lianyin has no interest in the old and ugly Xia Xin, but she knows that Xia Xin is the soft rib of the old and ugly Xia Xin. She coaxes Xia Xin, and both of them are her playthings.

***

the ward door was closed.

Xia Xin seems to have no expression, but her drooping eyelashes tremble gently, exposing her tension and uneasiness.

She did not see Qin Jian himself, but she often saw it in the news.

He is a very outstanding young man.

It was not only the family's power and financial resources that made him so famous at a young age, but his own extraordinary ability.

Such a person has great insight.

Xia Xin knows that if she loses her manners, she will be seen by Qin Jian.

She turned to get the water glass on the table to distract her attention and to dispel her uneasiness.

Xia Xin's legs do not move, and the bedside table is far away, she stretched her arm, also can not get the water cup.

Qin Jian came forward, picked up the water cup, put the water in the cup, poured fresh water again, and handed it to Xia Xin.

Xia Xin took it and drank water.

Qin Jian put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked at Xia Xin quietly.

Xia Xin doesn't look at Qin Jian, but she can feel his sharp eyes and her heart beat faster.

Qin Jian and other Xia Xin finished drinking water, took the empty water cup and put it back on the bedside table.

"You are not unfamiliar with the poison I have on me?"

Xia Xin breathed heavily. She did not look up and did not speak.

"I know you're not crazy now." Qin Jian saw that Xia Xin didn't answer, and his tone was still calm and did not have any fluctuation, "who gave me the cup? You? Or Rong Zhen? Or someone else? "

Xia Xin continues to be silent.

"If you don't want to answer this question, I'll ask the last one." Qin Jian stares at Xia Xin, "seventeen years ago, my grandfather went to the twilight home to ask for the blood of the virgin. Whose blood is it? Twilight sound? Or an yin? "

Xia Xin clenched the quilt with some white fingers.

Qin Jian glanced at Xia Xin's white fingers: "it seems to be an Yin. The twilight family really played a good game of chess. "

His tone is very light, so light that Xia Xin's heart seems to be immersed in the ice pool. She looks up in a panic and looks at Qin Jian. "It has nothing to do with anyin. She doesn't know anything. She really doesn't know anything."

Qin Jian looks at Xia Xin and doesn't move.

Xia Xin forehead slowly exudes cold sweat, "she really does not know."

"Is she Rong Zhen's daughter?"

"No, she's not, she's not the lady's child, she's my daughter."

"You lie, anyin is not your own daughter, that Lianyin is your daughter. Xia Xin, why do you hide an Yin's identity? Because of her father's edict? Who is the imperial edict? Old age good? Or someone else? "

Xia Xin's face turned pale instantly, "I don't know what you said. Anyin is my daughter, my own daughter."

"Anyin is your daughter, so what is Lianyin?"

Xia Xin choked.

"On the edge of the bed, who's up to me?" he said

Xia Xin took a deep breath, and finally raised her head and looked at Qin Jian's line of sight. "Why don't you ask, how do you solve your cup?"

"I asked. Would you say that?"

"No