The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Her volume control was only heard by Anxia Xia. Anxia Xia tightened her skirt. "I said, I won't believe you."

"Is that so?" Lan Yu groaned, "I hope you don't ... righteous."

An Xiaxia's heart was a mess.

These days, it seems that he really did not let her know about the baby, even the so-called business trip is just a cover.

Isn't this love, this marriage, all just lies?

Is he going to ... not even give her the child?

Looking at Anxiaxia's scorching look, Lan Yu smiled brilliantly.

Women, after all, are suspicious.

As long as a small seed of distrust is buried, sooner or later, it will absorb nutrients in various contradictions, break through the soil and shoots, and grow into a towering tree that can crush the feelings.

Meng Xingzhou sent An Xia Xia to the hotel, and Sheng Yi Ze quickly rushed back.

When he returned to the room, An Xia Xia just pulled out the suitcase.

"Where are you going?" Sheng Yize frowned.

An Xia Xia: "Go home!"

Sheng Yize clamped her wrist, and Anxiaxia bit her arm in a hurry!

She used the energy of breastfeeding, but Sheng Yize did not hum, let her vent.

There was a **** smell in his mouth, and An Xia Xia opened her mouth angrily. "Sheng Yize, what do you want?"

"I'll book the ticket for you, you can go." Sheng Yize said blankly, Anxia Xia stomped, "You drive me away?"

Sheng Yize kept silent.

"Okay, let's go!" An Xia Xia's eyes were red, and she let go of his hand.

Going downstairs, someone stopped him immediately, the bodyguard in black said coldly, "Mrs. Please get in the car!"

Even bodyguards are used!

Sheng Yize, you can do it!

Cruelly in his heart, Anxiaxia was forced into a car and headed straight for the airport.

Ten hours later, she was already standing on the land of country B's fashion capital.

Looking at the surrounding environment, an inexplicable feeling of grievance, quickly came to mind ...

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Yucheng.

Sheng Yize kept rushing to the hospital. Qixi's condition was better. Grandma Sheng coaxed her to sleep and looked at her in wonder: "What about Xiaxia?"

"Sent away." Sheng Yize answered indifferently.

"Little grandson! You ah you!" Granny Sheng hated iron and steel, "If you do this, Xiao Xia Xia won't be angry with you!"

Sheng Yize shrugged: "Give birth."

He would rather she hate him than let her be sad.

The grandchildren each have their own grandchildren. Grandma Sheng no longer interferes, and touches Qixi's face distressed. "The doctor said that after the operation, it will take a long time to recuperate. It is estimated that it will be more physically weak than other children ... "

"Ahhhhh!" Coke called, and he had to put his own bottle into Qixi's mouth.

Grandma Sheng patted his hand: "Don't wake up your sister."

Coke obediently stopped talking.

"In the future, you need to protect your sister well and don't let others bully her, you know?" Grandma Sheng sternly asked, regardless of whether Coke could understand or not.

A milky male voice sounded: "No need to protect Qixi!"

Hey?

Grandma Sheng turned around and saw a little boy carved in pink at the door of the ward, holding a cute paper box in his hand. He asked politely, "Grandma is good."

"Uh ... you ..." Grandma Sheng looked at him in confusion.

The little boy blushed, as if summoning the courage of the sky, and looked up earnestly, "I am the husband of Qixi Future."