The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

That night, Anxiaxia heard Sheng Yize talk a lot, talked about his childhood, told grandfather Sheng's funny things, she advised him to sleep, but he was stubborn and refused.

Are you afraid that you won't even see your last glance when you wake up?

In the early hours of the morning, Sheng Qingyi was too late to enter the lounge.

Seeing Sheng Yize's eyes reddish, he scolded: "Unbuckling bunny! What a cry! Your grandfather is not dead yet!" He paused, "Even if you really die, you are not allowed Cry! Do you know what will be written when the reporter is photographed? "

Sheng Yize glanced at him and bent his lips sarcastically.

"What is it about me? Can you shut up ?!" Sheng Yize responded politely.

Sheng Qingyi was stunned for a moment, staring Anxiaxia like a knife.

Anxiaxia knew that he was angry with himself.

Since he didn't respect himself, she wouldn't just tolerate it, stared back, and then turned away from her, ignoring him at all.

Sheng Qingyi ate two closed-door meals, and he was not angry. Then it reminded me of something. He asked with a stern face: "How is your grandpa? What did the doctor say?"

"Don't you just care about stocks and public opinion, why ask Grandpa's body?" Sheng Yize asked coldly.

Sheng Qingyi frowned: "You still have to quarrel with me at this time? People will come to this stage when they are older, and I will grow old, and I will also die. Is there anything worth caring about? He died and we died. We live. Look forward! "

He was righteous as he said, but Anxiaxia felt horrible ...

How cold and ruthless it is to be able to say such a "dead is dead."

That was his biological father ...

Sheng Yize stood up, picked up Sheng Qingyi's collar, and lowered his voice, screaming, "Why are you talking enough? Hurry up and finish!"

He threw away Sheng Qingyi fiercely, and Sheng Qingyi backed up again and again, and finally stood firm, looking at Sheng Yize unbelievably.

"You actually do it to me? Do you still have my father in your eyes?"

"Sorry, you didn't follow the example yourself, you don't have your father in your eyes, how can I have you in my eyes." Sheng Yize said coldly.

Sheng Qingyi pointed at him: "Niezi! You are so angry that I refuse to give up ..."

"I let you go, didn't you hear it!" Sheng Yize raised his voice, and suddenly the voice outside the door was low, as if he was paying attention to the situation in the lounge.

Sheng Qingyi whispered: "Small voice, what should I do if someone hears it!"

"Hehe." Sheng Yize smiled sadly, "It's really sad for grandpa ... you have a son like you!"

Sheng Qingyi consciously lost money and went out.

As soon as he left, Sheng Yize seemed to have lost all his strength and fell to the sofa.

Anxiaxia squatted down and asked nervously, "What's wrong with you ... are you uncomfortable?"

"Xia Xia ..." He whispered her name, tired with a tone, "I'm so tired."

"Take a rest when you are tired. I'll call you anything!" An Xia Xia stared at him for a moment, making Sheng Yi Ze's turbulent heart settle inexplicably.

He closed his eyes, and for a moment, agitated in the corridor: "The operation is over! The attending doctor is out!"

Immediately afterwards, Sheng Qingyi broke in and rejoiced: "Great, the stock will not fall!"

Sheng Yize clenched his fist subconsciously.