Ye Xingbei told Ling Yue about the evil things done by the Xu family.

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

She wasn't worried at all that Ling Yue wouldn't understand.

In fact, Ling Yue did understand.

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

He looked at Mr. Xiang with mixed emotions in his eyes: "...Grandpa, grandpa?"

"Yes! Good boy, I am grandpa! I am your grandpa!" Mr. Xiang could no longer control himself and hugged Ling Yue fiercely, crying loudly.

In his life, except when his wife died, he had never shed tears.

But today, he couldn't hold back the grief in his heart, and he cried more embarrassingly than ever before.

He hugged Ling Yue and thought of his wife who died young and his daughter whom he had never met before. He felt as if his heart had been delayed and broken into thousands of pieces.

He thought for the umpteenth time that it would have been better if he had not forced his wife to come to Jiangcheng to fight the disaster.

My wife will not give birth prematurely and be in bad health.

My daughter will not be replaced by the Xu family.

With his protection, his daughter would not have married to Jiangcheng, or encountered that damn car accident.

His wife and daughter are now alive and well.

Unfortunately, all assumptions are just assumptions.

His wife and daughter will never come back to him.

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

Seeing that he was agitated, Ye Xingbei was afraid that he would not be able to control his strength and hurt Ling Yue's wounds, so he quickly comforted him: "Old Xiang, it's a good thing that you can recognize Xiao Yue. Don't be sad.

There are still injuries..."

Mr. Xiang, who was almost in pain and crying and in a daze, finally came back to his senses. He quickly let go of Ling Yue and asked with concern: "Did grandpa hurt you?"

Ling Yue shook his head.

It actually hurts, but he has always been able to bear it.

Mr. Xiang is a human being, and you can tell he is lying just by looking at his expression.

If someone's eight-year-old child falls and scratches his skin, he may cry all day long.

His grandson was bruised and bruised, but he seemed to be fine.

In the final analysis, it is just that I have suffered too much and can bear it.

Thinking of the suffering this child had endured, Mr. Xiang felt an unbearable burst of grief and anger, but he stroked Ling Yue's head very gently with his hand, "Xiao Yue, you are still a child, cry when it hurts, there is no need to hold back."

Ling Yue shook his head, "Grandpa, I really don't feel any pain."

Looking at the child who was so well-behaved and heart-warming, and thinking of Ling Fangzhou's neglect of him and Xie Wennan's abuse of him, Mr. Xiang's heart ached.

Suddenly, an uncontrollable anger surged in his heart. He turned around suddenly, walked outside the ward, and told his confidants: "Go, find Ling Fangzhou and Xie Wennan, I want to see them!"

He wanted to see those two wolf-hearted dogs and help his grandson vent his anger!

His confidants were ordered to leave, and when he returned to the ward, the anger on his face had subsided and was replaced by a gentle and loving smile.

Although Ling Yue's face was wrapped in gauze, and the face outside the gauze was bruised and swollen. He was not as beautiful as before, looking like a little golden boy, but he still felt that Ling Yue was the most lovable child in the world.

He just felt that he had never valued someone as much as he did now.

Ling Yue is now the center of his heart, a person more important than his life.
Chapter completed!