The First Spoiled Marriage: Mr.Gu, No Way!

About ten minutes later, Feng Yan returned to the old man's room again.

Xia Yinian sits by the bed holding Feng Heng's palm. Qin Yiheng is sitting next to the computer watching the video surveillance.

Feeling Feng Yan entering the door, Xia Yinian immediately turned back, put down the old man's palm and stood up.

Whether ah Yan blames her or not, she still blames herself.

Feng Yan glanced at her and turned to Qin Yiheng.

"Yiheng, what did you find?"

Qin Yiheng lifted his eyes, glanced at Feng Yan, adjusted the video surveillance picture to a place and stopped.

In order to observe the situation of the old man, several monitors are installed in the room, which is convenient for Feng Yan to check at any time.

Feng Yan came to the right rear of Qin Yiheng and his sight fell on the computer monitor.

At this time, Xia Yinian also came.

The picture stops when Qin Yiheng clicks to play while she is still sitting by the bed.

The old man's look in the video is still very normal. He looks at Xia Yinian for a moment.

Xia Yinian lowered her head, so the monitor didn't catch the movement on her face, and didn't know what she was talking to the old man.

However, in the moment Xia Yinian turned around, the old man's eyes and heart wrinkled instantly, as if he wanted to express something.

From the subtle expression on his face, his heart was extremely confused, even with a trace of fear.

Feng Yan doesn't read psychology, but with his understanding of his grandfather, he can basically read the information he learned from Qin Yiheng, and Xia Yinian is the same.

Looking at the old man in the picture, from calm to excited, even twitching and foaming at the mouth.

These short seconds may be the longest time in Feng Yan and Xia Yinian's life.

Xia Yinian covered her lips and couldn't help sobbing.

When the old man twitched, another picture saw Feng Yan and Xia chuxue running in one after another.

Although Feng Yan's mind is basically on the picture of the old man, he still sees the picture of Xia chuxue falling down.

The line of sight swept above this, and the fundus of Feng Yan looked different.

When Qin Yiheng stopped two different surveillance painting videos, Xia Yinian clenched her lips and tried to calm herself down.

"Grandpa is like this because of my words, isn't he?"

This is not a question, but an affirmative sentence. Xia Yinian saw it.

"It must be. He was fine. Did I say something wrong?"

Xia Yinian held his head in his hands and tried to look back.

At that time, she sent a message to the two people waiting in the hall. Knowing that they were coming, she glanced at the door and turned to look at Grandpa.

"At that time, I said... I said, said... Ah Yan, it was Xia, no, it was Feng chuxue. At that time, I told grandpa that his granddaughter chuxue was coming up."

"I asked him to remember not to ask me to read, my name is Xiao Xiao."

"Then... Then I walked away, lest sister chuxue come up and see me."

Xia Yinian put his hands down, but his face was still not good-looking.

"It's likely that Grandpa missed chuxue's sister. He didn't see her for a few days when he woke up, so he always wanted to talk, but he couldn't express it."

"Before, I suspected that Grandpa wanted to tell us about the murderer, but I ignored Chu Xue's sister."

"Grandpa loves his little granddaughter very much. He has always told me about Mr. Da before."

Xia Yinian looked at Feng Yan, his eyes and heart wrinkled tightly.

"I didn't know it would be like this. I should talk to Grandpa about it slowly, and he won't..."