You Are My Rare Passion

  Chapter 441 Heartache

   Ye Xingbei told Ling Yue about the wicked things the Xu family had done.

  Although Ling Yue was only eight years old, Ye Xingbei no longer regarded him as a child.

  She didn't worry about Ling Yue not understanding.

  In fact, Ling Yue did understand.

  His eyes changed from surprise, to anger, to hatred, and then gradually calmed down.

  He looked at Grandpa Xiang, with mixed emotions in his eyes: "...foreign, grandpa?"

   "Yes! Good boy, I am grandpa! I am your grandpa!" Grandpa Xiang could no longer control himself, so he hugged Ling Yue fiercely and cried.

  He never shed tears in his life except when his wife died.

  But today, the grief in his heart couldn't help but he was crying in an unprecedented embarrassment.

  He hugged Ling Yue, thinking of his early-dead wife and daughter who had never seen each other in his heart. He only felt that his heart seemed to be late, broken into thousands of pieces.

  He thought for the first time that he didn’t force his wife to come to Jiangcheng to fight the disaster.

  Wife will not give birth prematurely and break her body.

  Daughter will not be replaced by the Xu family.

  With his protection, her daughter will not marry to Jiangcheng, nor will she encounter the **** car accident.

  His wife and daughter can now live well.

  It's a pity that all assumptions are just assumptions.

  His wife and daughter will never return to him.

  All he can do now is to cherish the people in front of him.

Seeing him emotionally, Ye Xingbei was afraid that he could not control his strength well, so he hurt the wound on Ling Yue's body, and hurriedly expressed his comfort: "Old Xiang, it is a good thing to recognize Xiaoyue. Don't be sad, Xiaoyue is There are injuries..."

  He was so sad that he was crying in a trance, and the old man Xiang recovered his senses. He quickly let go of Ling Yue, and asked with concern: "Did Grandpa do| hurt you?"

  Ling Yue shook his head.

  It hurts, but he can bear it.

  Elder Xiang is a human spirit, and you know that he is lying by looking at his expression.

  An eight-year-old child from someone else’s family may cry and wipe away tears when he falls and breaks his skin.

  His grandson was bruised and bruised, but he looked okay.

  After all, it’s just that I have suffered too much and I can bear it.

  Thinking of the suffering the child had suffered, the old man Xiang felt unbearable, but his palm gently stroked Fu Lingyue’s head, “Xiaoyue, you are still a child, cry when it hurts, don’t bear it.”

  Ling Yue shook his head, "Grandpa, I really don’t hurt."

  Looking at the child who was so well-behaved to make people feel distressed, and thinking of Ling Fangzhou's neglect of him and Xie Wennan's abuse of him, Mr. Xiang's heart cramped.

   Suddenly a burst of uncontrollable anger surged in his heart, he turned abruptly, walked outside the ward, and ordered his henchmen: "Go, find Ling Fangzhou and Xie Wennan, I want to see them!"

  He wants to meet those two wolf-hearted dogs, and help his grandson out of anger!

  His confidant took the order and left, he returned to the ward, the anger on his face had been reduced, and he was replaced with a gentle and loving smile.

  Although Ling Yue’s face was wrapped in gauze, and the face outside the gauze was also bruised and swollen. It was not at all like in the past, beautiful like a little golden boy, but he still felt that Ling Yue was the most lovable child in the world.

  He just feels that he has never cherished a person like he does now.

  Ling Yue is now the flesh on his heart, a person more important than his life.

  He had something to say to Ling Yue. He just got up, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and a small tree sapling rushed in from the outside like a small cannonball.

  (End of this chapter)