At that time, he only had time to have a one-sided relationship with the old man with a gray beard, but then he left the table without even saying a word.

Xia Jinqi felt at that time that maybe this grandfather didn't like her very much......

Later, it was true that Yan Qing was involved between her and Yan Jun, and Yan Youcheng forced her to divorce Yan Jun.

And then ...... It was only after having two children that Yan Youcheng's attitude towards her slowly changed.

But even so, Xia Jinqi still respects and appreciates him.

If Yan Youcheng hadn't insisted on promoting this marriage, maybe she and Yan Jun would not have been tied together.

"Grandpa, I'm Jinqi, I'm back." Xia Jinqi choked, knelt down to kowtow to Yan Youcheng, and then incense him, "Yuhan and Little Puff are also back, but the road is far away, they are asleep, Mom said let them sleep first, and come back to see you tomorrow morning." ”

Before he finished speaking, Xia Jinqi was already in tears.

She was looking forward to a family reunion together, but who knows...... The matter is not over yet, Yan Youcheng went like this, and he went so suddenly.

The world is really impermanent......

In the midst of grief, there was a noise in front of him, like the sound of a cup being knocked over.

Xia Jinqi immediately held back her tears, got up and followed the sound to look for it, but found Yan Jun leaning on the coffin with a depressed face......

In his hand, there was a wine glass and a wine jug tilted crookedly.

Xia Jinqi was slightly surprised, she had never seen such a depressed Yan Jun, not only was he drunk, but even the newly grown stubble on his chin made him look so haggard.

Tears burst out of my eyes for a while.

Xia Jinqi carefully squatted down, slender ten fingers, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes for him, and asked softly, "Why do you sit on the ground?" It's going to catch a cold. ”

Yan Jun was not asleep.

Hearing the sound, he slowly opened his red eyes, and in his hazy gaze, there was a pathos that Xia Jinqi had never seen.

"You're back." He slowly opened his lips, his voice hoarse.

Seeing him like this, Xia Jinqi's tears kept falling, "Well, I'm back." ”

"Kids?"

"Mom took them to bed." After Xia Jinqi answered, he asked him again, "What happened?" ”

Yan Jun didn't answer quickly, but was silent for a moment before leaning over and hugging Xia Jinqi.

At this moment, Xia Jinqi was half-squatting, looking taller than him, just able to wrap around his neck, one hand landed on the end of his hair, and slowly stroked.

He didn't speak, and Xia Jinqi didn't continue to ask, just hugged him like this, comforted him quietly, and waited for him to be willing to speak.

Time passed minute by minute, and when Yan Jun's mood stabilized, he sighed softly, "I grabbed Biyue and used her to threaten Lu Yiming......"

"......" Xia Jinqi frowned slightly, she had already heard Huo Ting say on the way back that Yan Youcheng died at the hands of Lu Yiming.

Yan Jun would do this, and she didn't find it strange at all.

If it were her, she would have done more extreme things.

The way he handled it was calm enough and rational enough.

"Yes, I know." Xia Jinqi patted him on the back, as if coaxing a child.

"Ah Jin." He called out to her, his voice trembling.

"I'm here." She replied, holding him a little harder, and told him with her body temperature that she was in his arms.

After a long time, Yan Jun sighed, "I finally lived the most disgusting life. ”