The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

The subtle sobbing gradually increased, and finally turned into a wailing cry.

Grandma Sheng has been calming Anxiaxia's emotions: "Xiaxia, don't blame you, really don't blame you ... don't cry ..."

Sheng Yize seemed to be awakened by the cry, and slowly opened his eyes. When he saw the sadness of An Xia Xia crying, his voice asked dumbly, "What are you crying for?"

He wanted to reach out and wipe tears for An Xia Xia, but his hands were stiff.

Seeing this, An Xia Xia cried even more.

Sheng Yize stunned for a moment. Last night, the dean summoned the best surgeon to perform an operation on him.

He had already vaguely guessed why Anxia Xia was crying, and he struck Anxia Xia's small head with his left hand. . "

Just fine.

"Sheng Yize, I'm sorry for you ..." Anxiaxia cried almost out of breath, "The doctor said that you can't play the piano anymore ..."

"Can you do anything else?" Sheng Yize asked softly.

"As long as it's not a fine movement ..." Granny Sheng explained, patting An Xia Xia's back.

She could feel Anxiaxia's blame.

These two are silly children.

One would rather waste his hands than save others. One would rather be hurt than hurt him.

Sheng Yize seemed to disapprove, chuckling: "So what are you crying for? I can hug you, I can hold hands with you, and I can help you talk, can't I just play the piano?"

An Xia Xia bit her lip tightly. He said it was an understatement, but how could he not care at all if he had studied piano for so many years? Not sad at all?

It was nothing more than to worry her.

"But ... playing the piano is not your dream code? Otherwise, you won't enter the entertainment industry and write so many songs ..." Anxia Xiayi asked.

Not love, how to do it?

Sheng Yize's eyes were mild, and he even smiled: "It was once, but it is not now."

Fool, my dream now is you.

Anxia Xiayu listened, Sheng Yize wiped her tears, and her voice sank: "What happened to the injury on my face?"

An Xia Xia looked away, not knowing how to answer.

At this moment, Sheng Qingyi rushed in, and after seeing Sheng Yize awake, the machine gun crackled and ordered: "Block the news! You are not allowed to attend any events recently! Don't be told that your hand was ruined! Also, you two Break up early! Don't think that when you find grandparents as the backing, I can't help you! "

Grandma Sheng shivered with anger | Shaking: "Rabbit ... my grandson and granddaughter, it's not your turn to point and draw!"

There were several folds on Sheng Qingyi's suit, all hit by Grandpa Sheng.

He pressed angrily: "What's the use of love in a child's family? Is it important that the stock price of Sheng Jia is important? Is it important to have his own future? A funeral star, you two must also be treasures! Mom , If you are so confused, I will send you and dad to recuperate abroad! "

He was fed up with these two old men, and he didn't dare to do anything wrong, so he had to send them away!

"Presumptuous!" Grandpa Sheng chased after him, and his high blood pressure was almost guilty. "My mother and I haven't died yet! The shares haven't been transferred to you! What you have is just the proxy rights of Shengjia shares, not ownership! "

With this statement, Sheng Qingyi's face became even more ugly.