Ye Xingbei told Ling Yue about the unethical things that the Xu family did.

Although Ling Yue is only eight years old, Ye Xingbei no longer treats him as a child.

She was not worried that Ling Yue would not understand.

In fact, Ling Yue really understood it.

His eyes gradually calmed down from surprise, to anger, to hatred.

He looked at Mr. Xiang, with a complicated emotion in his eyes. "External, grandpa"

"To the good boy, I am my grandfather and I am your grandfather." Mr. Xiang could no longer control himself, so he hugged Ling Yue and cried.

In his life, except when his wife passed away, he never shed tears.

But today, I couldn't help but feel sad, and he cried like a hurried embarrassment that he had never felt before.

He hugged Ling Yue, thinking in his heart that his wife who died prematurely and his daughter who had never met before, he felt that his heart was broken into thousands of pieces as if it had been by Ling Chi.

He thought countless times that he would have done nothing to force his wife to come to Jiangcheng to fight the disaster.

The wife will not have premature birth and will damage her body.

My daughter will not be replaced by the Xu family.

With him protecting her, her daughter would not marry Jiangcheng, and would not encounter that damn car accident.

His wife and daughter can live well now.

Unfortunately, all assumptions are just assumptions.

His wife and daughter will never be back to him.

All he can do now is to cherish the people in front of him.

Seeing that he was emotional, Ye Xingbei was afraid that he would not be able to control his strength, so he hurt Ling Yue's wounds and quickly comforted him, "Old Xiang, it is a good thing to recognize Xiao Yue, don't be sad, Xiao Yue still has injuries on his body."

Mr. Xiang, who was in pain and cried a little dazed, came to his senses and quickly let go of Ling Yue, asking with concern, "Did grandpa care about you?"

Ling Yue shook his head.

It actually hurts a lot, but he can always bear it.

Mr. Xiang is a human spirit, and you can tell that he is lying when you look at his expression.

Others’ eight-year-old children may cry if they fall and get a little bit of skin.

His grandson was covered in bruises, but he seemed to be fine.

After all, it’s just that I have suffered too much and can endure it.

Thinking of the hardships this child had suffered, Mr. Xiang felt unbearable again, but his palm gently stroked Ling Yue's head, "Xiao Yue, you are still a child, you will cry when it hurts, you don't have to endure it."

Ling Yue shook his head, "Grandpa, I really don't hurt."

Looking at the well-behaved child, thinking of Ling Fangzhou's neglect of him and Xie Wennan's abuse of him, Mr. Xiang felt a cramped in his heart.

A burst of anger that could not be curbed suddenly surged in his heart. He turned around suddenly, walked outside the ward, and told his confidant to "Go, find Ling Fangzhou and Xie Wennan, I want to see them."

He wants to meet the two dog-hearted dogs and help his grandson exclaim his anger

His confidant took the order to leave. When he returned to the ward, the anger on his face had already calmed down and he was replaced by a gentle and loving smile.

Although Ling Yue's face was wrapped in gauze and the face outside the gauze was also bruised and swollen, not as beautiful as before, as he used to be, he still felt that Ling Yue was the most likable child in the world.

He just felt that he had never valued a person as much as he is now.

Ling Yue is now the flesh on his heart, a person who is more important than his life.
Chapter completed!