Xia Yan wasted a lot of effort before he finally climbed the stairs, dragged his heavy steps to the bedroom door, and patted the door panel hard, "Is there anyone, come and open the door, the old lady is injured!" ”

After a few minutes, a servant finally opened the door.

A large group of people screamed in surprise to call 120, and where Yi Meifeng's body passed, there were still blood stains flowing down.

Xia Yan was frightened, she helped her lower abdomen out of the bedroom, went downstairs step by step, and walked towards the door.

She had forgotten how long it had been since she had breathed the outside air, and now she only felt that freedom was not easy to come by.

The night was dark and it was still snowing outside.

Xia Yan stood at the door, and he already felt the strong wind.

After a few moments, a light gradually shone in the courtyard, covering her face with the back of her hand, and she squinted her eyes to look out.

I saw that the sports car in front of me finally turned off, and then a tall figure jumped down.

The man was wearing a pair of black leather boots, a white shirt tucked around his waist, and his short hair was a little messy, but it did not affect his kingly momentum in the slightest.

He strode forward, and as he approached, his eagle-sharp eyes suddenly lifted.

The four eyes met, and the air around them seemed to condense.

Xia Yan thought that she would cry and throw herself into his arms, but at this time, her heart was so calm that even she felt surprised.

The body seemed to be pointed, and it couldn't move for a long time.

"Sir, old lady......"

"Get out of here—" Yi Beihan glared angrily at the person next to him, kicked him away directly, and stared at Xia Yan for a moment.

Yi Beihan walked forward quickly, looking at the woman who was getting closer and closer, the corners of his lips raised slightly.

His messy short hair fluttered in the cold wind, and the previous gloom and pain were swept away.

The two looked at each other quietly through a glass of glass.

The man stepped forward, put one hand on the doorknob, and twisted it slightly.

That familiar face gradually became clear in the open crack, and Yi Beihan's gaze was firmly locked on Xia Yan's face, and his throat choked.

She's lost weight, she's lost a lot of weight......

"Xia Yan ......"

Yi Beihan called softly, and finally pushed the door open completely.

Only then did he notice her bulging lower abdomen, he stared at Xia Yan in disbelief, and his outstretched hand stopped in mid-air.

I don't know if I should touch her face first, or her belly.

The wide and thin clothes could no longer cover her big belly, but she was thin, thin like a child.

I saw him slowly stretch out his hand and reach out to Xia Yan's helplessly intertwined fingers.

Xia Yan took his hand, pressed his hand on his lower abdomen, and slammed his thin body into the man's arms and leaned into his arms.

"Baby......" Yi Beihan's voice was choked, "I'm sorry, I'm late." ”

Xia Yanqiang held back his tears, opened his mouth and bit his shoulder.

Yi Beihan put one hand on her back and let her bite, "Baby, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lost your ......"

Xia Yan whimpered, and only then did he finally let go until he tasted the taste of blood in his mouth.

"I thought I'd never see you again...... She told me you were dead, and I was going to go with you. Yi Beihan hugged Xia Yan tightly, and this feeling of loss and recovery made him unable to calm down for a long time.

He didn't expect to see her again in his lifetime.

Xia Yan's ten fingers dug into his back, and tears soaked his shirt.

"Baby, have you suffered a lot of grievances?"

Yi Beihan held her face, his sword eyebrows furrowed.