Shen Xiliang raised his eyebrows and glanced at everyone, and finally fixed his eyes on the woman in his arms. The redness and swelling on her cheeks were touched, and her slightly constricted eyes were overflowing with a cold chill.

He gently stroked the red and swollen piece in distress, and his deep voice was mixed with surging anger, "Who hit it?" ”

Liang Xia took his hand away, and swept Jiang Jiajia who was standing on the side with a pale face out of the corner of his eyes, and a sneer hooked up at the corner of his mouth, "It's okay, I've already returned it, you won't feel distressed." ”

Shen Xiliang's cold eyes swept over Jiang Jiajia's body, pursed his thin lips, and his voice was alienated and cold like never before, "Miss Jiang, I am the one who rebelled, and the person who is sorry for you is also me, please don't implicate innocent people." ”

Jiang Jiajia's little face was blue and white, and the hand holding the bag was almost embedded in the flesh of the palm.

She stared at the pair of women who hugged each other without scruples, her heart broke instantly, and tears couldn't stop pouring out of her eyes, "Is she so good, so good that you can give up a qiē for her, then do you know what she did behind your back?" Are you willing to be used by her and play around? ”

"I'm sorry, no matter what she is, she is the only person I want to accompany Shen Xiliang in this life until I grow old."

Shen Xiliang's warm and resolute words completely shattered the last straw of hope in Jiang Jiajia's heart, she shook her head, looked at him in disbelief, covered her mouth and turned around and ran away.

"Jiajia ......" Hermione grabbed her arm tightly, and her heart was almost suffocated by anger because of her son's bastard words just now.

"I'm sorry Auntie, I ...... I can't hold on, please let me go. Jiang Jiajia covered her mouth and cried bitterly, and her unconcealable grief saddened Hermione, who had always felt sorry for her, and aroused her anger even more.

Hermione took a deep breath, "You are the only daughter-in-law I recognize in my life, and my Shen family's door is not so low that anything of color can step in!" ”

After speaking, she glanced at Liang Xia, whose eyes were stiff, and couldn't help but look down on her a little lower in her heart.

Back then, the child she thought was simple and kind had blurred her memory, and the scandal-ridden, bewitching and sexy woman in front of her was a world of difference.

She knew that people would change, but she didn't expect it......

A sense of disappointment inexplicably welled up from the bottom of my heart.

Shen Xiliang felt the stiffness of the person in his arms, and looked at his mother with raised eyebrows, "Mom, the Shen family is still up to you!" ”

"What do you say? Bastard thing! I'm raising you to fight against me with such a big thing, are you angry with me? Hermione was furious, and walked up to the two of them, trembling her fingers, pointing at her son, who was standing tall in front of her.

Shen Xiliang stretched out his hands to cover Liang Xia's ears, he didn't want her to hear the slightest bit of sewage again.

He turned his head to meet his mother's angry eyes, "Mom, you are an elder, the wife of the Shen family, please don't insult your identity in front of the juniors." ”

"You ......" He Min trembled angrily, and kept patting his chest.

"This is the company, not the Shen family, please respect yourself! Wen Bin sent his wife home. Shen Xiliang coldly gave the order, making Cui Wenbin, who was frozen on the side and enjoying the family war, shiver coldly.

He walked towards Hermione helplessly, "Madame......"

"Good, good, really my good son!" Hermione gritted her teeth, squeezed out a few words from between her teeth, turned around and pulled up Jiang Jiajia, who was still crying, "Jiajia, let's go." ”

"Auntie......" Jiang Jiajia raised a little face with pear blossoms and rain, and looked at her aggrievedly.

Seeing her tears and helpless and aggrieved look, Hermione suddenly felt upset, furrowed her eyebrows, glanced at her, and walked towards the elevator.

Jiang Jiajia touched her annoying eyes, sighed in her heart, tightened the bag in her hand, glanced back at Shen Xiliang, secretly gritted her teeth, and took small steps to chase after her.

Shen Xiliang hugged Liang Xia, turned around and pushed open the door of the office, and was stopped by someone.

"Xiliang, can my uncle take a little time for you?"

Shen Xiliang frowned and looked at Yan Churui, who was standing not far away, his deep eyes flashing. He looked down at Liang Xia and stroked her long hair, "Good, go home and wait for me first." ”

Liang Xia suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, "What are you going to do?" ”

Shen Xiliang pulled his lips and smiled, "Why, I want to be a housekeeper so soon, I will talk to Uncle Yan about work matters, and obediently go home and wait for me, huh?" ”

Liang Xia saw that his face was calm, his eyes were unwavering, and his hanging heart was slightly relaxed, "Well, then you go home early, don't abuse yourself anymore, I'll wait for you at home." ”

"Okay."

Liang Xia returned to the lounge of the office, changed into clothes, put on soft shoes, and screwed the door out.

She said goodbye to Shen Xiliang and walked calmly past Yan Churui, as if he was a stranger, and she didn't know each other.

"Xia Xia......" Yan Churui moved his throat, and watched Liang Xia walk past him with a complicated expression, but he couldn't do anything.

"Uncle Yan, please!" Shen Xiliang made a gesture of invitation and invited Yan Churui to the office.

The secretary brought two cups of strong tea and closed the door and went out.

Shen Xiliang folded his long legs, sat on the sofa, took a sip of the teacup elegantly, and stared at the silent man opposite with deep black eyes.

"Uncle Yan, you didn't come to me to drink tea."

Yan Churui paused with the hand holding the teacup, raised his eyes and looked at him with complexity, "Xiliang, did you cut off your cooperation with the Yan clan because of Xia Xia?" ”

Shen Xiliang's eyes were cold, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes as deep as the sea, "Uncle Yan, please call her Miss Liang, she is not familiar with you." ”

Yan Churui, who was unfamiliar with a sentence and choked, was speechless for a long time.

"Back then...... Her baby is yours. ”

The sound of the teacup resting heavily was even more abrupt in the quiet room.

"Don't talk to me about her and the kids! You're not qualified! Knowing that she is pregnant with a child, you still have to force her to beat her, just to save your son!

Your child is a child, isn't it ours, he will be ruthlessly killed by your heart before he is born, who gave you the right? Who is it?

He is my child, and as his own father, I have no right to take his life, so what are you?

Let his biological mother repay the kindness of childbirth? Shen Xiliang blushed and roared.

The pain that the child and she suffered back then was a nightmare that he couldn't get rid of in this life, and every time he was mentioned, the pain in his heart almost suffocated.

"I, we didn't do that...... We ...... "gave up, and the sudden departure of the child back then was also something he didn't expect."

"I don't care if you mean it or not, in short, I won't let go of the people who made her almost desperate and miserable back then, including myself......"

Shen Xiliang closed his eyes and hid the pain in his eyes.

Yan Churui looked at him in astonishment, speechless for a while, and his heart sank to the bottom.

Yan Churui walked out of Shangye's revolving door in despair and looked up at the gray sky.

Maybe it's going to rain tonight.

"Mr. Yan, can we talk?" A cool female voice came from her side, Yan Churui turned her head suddenly, and saw Liang Xia leaning on the side of the pillar with her arms in her arms, and the tight fine lines at the corners of her eyes slowly unfolded.

"Summer ......"

In a café near Shangye, Liang Xia sat by the window, lowering his head and stirring the coffee in the cup, but did not drink it*.

"You mean to say that he wants to ruin the Yan clan?"

"It should be revenge...... Yan Churui took a sip of coffee, tasted the bitterness inside, and couldn't help frowning.

I haven't drunk it for many years, but it's unprecedentedly bitter when I taste it again.

"Why? Why did he ruin the Gan clan? Liang Xia stopped stirring and looked at him puzzled.

Yan Churui sighed lightly, if he went to Shen Xiliang just now to plead for mercy, but now seeing that Liang Xia could sit with him calmly drinking coffee and chatting, the imminent sense of crisis was instantly swept away.

He suddenly felt extremely relaxed and indifferent, as if nothing moved and relieved him more than this moment.

The remorse and guilt that have lingered in his heart for many years have always been shackles and shackles that he cannot get rid of spiritually.

But at this moment, he seemed to have an urge to be free.

He didn't want to trap himself in it for the rest of his life, he wanted to come out and make up for her. If a Yan can get her peace of mind, he is willing to give it, because this is what he owes her, and he owes them to their mother and daughter.

Liang Xia sensed his distraction, looked up at him, and really bumped into his doting smiling eyes, and twisted his eyebrows, "Mr. Yan?" ”

Yan Churui swallowed the bitter coffee in his mouth, and smiled lovingly, "No matter what he does, it's because he cares about you, Xiliang, this kid is almost what I watched grow up, and I've never seen him do this for any girl, even if it was a ...... back then."

Thinking of something, Yan Churui suddenly closed his mouth, annoyed that he was confused for a while.

"You mean he found out about our relationship and was taking revenge on you for what happened back then?" Liang Xia guessed the truth and almost knocked over the coffee in his hand.

Yan Churui didn't say anything, and fell silent, confirming her guess.

"Is he crazy? It was an accident back then, and I ......" Liang Xiaqing was excited and roared.

"Xia Xia, it's not his fault, he is a man, his beloved woman suffered misfortune and pain when he was not around, he is more painful than anyone else, and he will not forgive himself lightly."

"You mean he's giving up on himself, when in fact it's himself who wants to destroy himself?" Liang Xia's hanging heart was stuck in his throat.

Yan Churui nodded slowly.

Liang Xiateng stood up, looked at Yan Churui with a complicated expression, and moved his lips, "Thank you, Mr. Yan." ”

As soon as the words fell, she rushed out.

Watching that delicate back go farther and farther, Yan Churui's eyes were full of tenderness.

Raining, I suddenly saw that I hope you can remember to come and see your daughter. I was wrong, we were all wrong......

Hopefully, it's not too late to make up for this mistake, and we'll ...... together

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