With these words, Ji Heng was originally prepared to rot in his stomach for the rest of his life.

If he hadn't come to see Xiaofu today, he wouldn't have touched the scene......

After finishing speaking, fortunately he breathed a long sigh of relief, "If you blame me, blame it......"

Xia Jinqi stood in place, the tears on her cheeks had already been dried, and the whistling wind poured into her moist eyes, which was as cold as a pinprick.

"It turns out that Lego is also a bureau." She pursed her lips and took a deep breath.

Now, her life experience, which was once foggy, has also been peeled off at this moment, and it has been peeled off layer by layer.

From the moment she was born, her grandfather was silently watching her and arranging everything for her.

Hate?

Resentment?

No.

Thinking about it carefully, in fact, except for being forcibly taken back to the Ji family this time, everything Grandpa did was just paving the way for her.

Perhaps, if you have to say it, it's just a little annoyed......

"Then my biological father, is it really Xia Jitian?" Xia Jinqi has one last question.

Although she had heard Xia Jitian say this in person on the day she gave birth prematurely, she still hesitated and couldn't believe it.

After all, this person who was her father at the beginning, then said no, and finally said yes, and changed so much that it was unbelievable.

Grandpa Ji Heng originally looked sad, but after hearing the words 'Xia Jitian', he instantly tensed.

He gritted his teeth, his eyes sunken a little, and after half a sound, he replied viciously, "Yes!" ”

Judging from his expression, Xia Jinqi knew that his grandfather must hate Xia Jitian......

After all, when Hong Xianglin mentioned the past of his mother and father, he used a word called Mijian.

What is the truth of the matter, Xia Jinqi has no way of knowing now, but Ji Heng's grandfather's expression is already a tacit acquiescence.

But he didn't say anything to Xia Jinqi......

Is it considered that one is her father and the other is her mother?

It is said that children are the crystallization of their parents' love, but she is not.

With a sour feeling in his heart, Xia Jinqi turned his head and stared at the tombstone in front of him, his face was very heavy.

"Grandpa, have you ever thought that if you hadn't forced my mother to marry someone she didn't like, she might not have run away?" Xia Jinqi suddenly spoke, not having the previous respect, but more questioning.

In the final analysis, if it weren't for the fact that the Ji family was too oppressive and suffocating, Ji Xiaofu would not have run away from home.

I won't go to Raocheng, and I won't meet Xia Jitian.

But in this way, there will be no Xia Jinqi......

This is the way things happen in this world, the cycle of cause and effect, the sorrow mixed with sweetness, and the despair born of hope.

Grandpa Ji Heng's face stiffened, and he fell into a long silence......

Seeing this, Xia Jinqi also knew that Grandpa Ji Heng must have regretted it, right?

"I know you love my mother very much, there's no doubt about that. But you used the wrong method, forcing her to escape from your world, forcing her to have no choice. ”

Under the clear blue sky and in the sea of colorful flowers, Xia Jinqi's ethereal and crisp voice blew to Ji Xiaofu's tomb with the gentle spring breeze.

A cluster of orange daisies bent over in the wind, as if agreeing with Xia Jinqi's words.

No one understands this feeling of being forced to have no choice better than she does.

Back then, Xia Jitian was not like this, she couldn't escape if she was forced to do so, so she could only choose to get married.

Fortunately, she married someone else, Yan Jun.