Shen Zhijiang roared angrily: "Beast, can you still say such things when you see your grandfather like this?"
Xiao Lingyue sneered: "You can throw my things out of the Shen family, and let the butler stop me from entering. Now I have cut off my ties with the Shen family, isn't it just your wish?"
Shen Zhijiang's face was choked and his face turned pale. When he looked at her, he wanted to eat her alive.
Just a few days ago.
He is still the noble Marquis of Nanyang, with a pampered and elegant place, surrounded by people, how full of energy?
Who knew that in just a few days, he had fallen to this point.
The title is gone and the Shen family collapsed.
My beloved aunt miscarried, and my expected son was gone.
The daughter Shen Yuting, who was once loved, was sent to prison, but now even her father whom she has always relied on has fallen...
How did it become like this?
The more Shen Zhijiang thought about it, the more sad he felt. He couldn't figure out what went wrong.
How could a good Nanyang Marquis Mansion fall to this point today?
"Dad..." Shen Zhijiang couldn't help but have red eyes, holding the dying old marquis, tears rolling down, and his face twisted when he cried.
Beibei looked shocked: "He actually cried?"
This is the first time that the little guy saw a man in his forties crying like a woman.
Tears and noses were covered in his face.
It's simply eye-catching.
A deep disgust flashed in Beibei's eyes.
Xiao Lingyue sneered: "He is not a man at all." Shen Zhijiang was spoiled since childhood, and was spoiled by the old marquis. He still achieved nothing after being over forty, and he couldn't figure it out.
Such a man has only an adult shell, but he has not grown up in his heart.
So I can't take responsibility and have no ability to deal with things except calling my father.
People often say that mama's boy.
Shen Zhijiang is so awesome. He is his father and baby man.
The so-called man does not cry easily, which is naturally inappropriate to people like him.
Beibei was even more disgusted: "It's useless. I must not become him when I grow up!"
Xiao Lingyue laughed and touched his little head: "Be good."
The butler, who hurriedly pulled the doctor over, heard the conversation between the mother and the son, his face, which was sweating profusely twitched.
"Doctor, please see how the old man is?" The housekeeper hurriedly pushed the doctor over.
This doctor was the one who was responsible for taking care of Aunt Hua’s belly before.
He was in trouble, too.
Before, she was dragged to the front yard by the maid to treat Aunt Hua, who was miscarriage.
Aunt Hua had just carried him back to the backyard. Before the doctor could finish the prescription, the housekeeper hurried over again and pulled him to the front yard without saying a word.
The housekeeper had already sent someone to hire an imperial physician, but it would take time for the imperial physician to come over, so he had to drag the doctor in the mansion to take a look.
The poor doctor was so angry that he was pushed hard by the butler and almost fell to the ground.
Behind the two, a group of servants were following. Seeing Shen Zhijiang crying in a mess, the old marquis closed his eyes tightly with blood in half. He didn't know whether it was death or life, they all gasped in fear.
At this time, no one could care about Xiao Lingyue and his son.
The doctor was shocked when he saw the old marquis' appearance. He quickly squatted down, flipped over the old marquis' eyelids, and then picked up his wrist to treat the patient. His face looked very ugly. This chapter has been completed!