Ye Xingbei told Ling Yue about the lack of virtue that the Xu family had done.

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

She wasn't worried at all that Ling Yue wouldn't understand.

In fact, Ling Yue did understand.

His gaze shifted from surprise, to anger, to hatred, and then to calm.

He looked at Old Man Xiang with mixed emotions in his eyes: "...... Grandfather, grandfather? ”

"That's right! Good boy, I'm grandpa! I'm your grandfather! Old Man Xiang couldn't control himself anymore, hugged Ling Yue fiercely, and cried.

In his life, except when his wife died, he never shed tears.

But today, he couldn't hold back the grief in his heart, and he cried like he had never been embarrassed.

He hugged Ling Yue, thinking of his wife who died early and his daughter who had never met, only to feel that his heart was broken into thousands of pieces as if it had been Ling Chi.

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

The wife will not give birth prematurely and break her body.

The daughter will not be replaced by the Xu family.

With him by his side, his daughter will not marry into Jiangcheng, and she will not encounter that damn car accident.

His wife and daughter are now alive and well.

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

His wife and daughter will never return to him.

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

Ye Xingbei saw that he was emotional, afraid that he would not be able to control his strength well, and touched the wound on Ling Yue's body, so he hurriedly spoke out to convince him: "Elder Xiang, it's a good thing to be able to recognize Xiao Yue, don't be sad, Xiao Yue still has injuries ...... body."

The old man Xiang, who was in pain and wanted to die and was crying in a trance, came back to his senses, quickly let go of Ling Yue, and asked with concern: "Did grandpa hurt you?" ”

Ling Yue shook his head.

In fact, it hurts, but he can always bear it.

Old Man Xiang is a human spirit, and you can tell that he is lying by looking at his expression.

Other people's eight-year-old children may cry and wipe their tears when they fall and break their skin.

His grandson was covered in bruises, but he looked like he was fine.

In the end, it's just that I've suffered too much and can endure it.

Thinking of the hardships that this child had endured, Old Man Xiang was sad and indignant again, but his palm stroked Ling Yue's head very gently, "Xiao Yue, you are still a child, you cry when you hurt, you don't have to endure it." ”

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

Looking at the well-behaved child that made people feel distressed, thinking of Ling Fangzhou's neglect of him and Xie Wennan's abuse of him, Old Man Xiang felt a pang of cramping in his heart.

An uncontrollable anger suddenly surged in his heart, he turned around sharply, 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 vent his evil anger!

His henchman was ordered to leave, and he returned to the hospital room, the anger on his face had subsided, and it was replaced by a gentle and loving smile.

Although Ling Yue's face was wrapped in gauze, and his face outside the gauze was also bruised and swollen, not at all like before, beautiful like a little golden boy, he still felt that Ling Yue was the most likable child in the world.

He only felt that he had never cherished a person so much as he did now.

Ling Yue is now the meat on the tip of his heart, a person who is more important than his life.

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