The billionaire uncle who married her ex-husband

Chapter 02

It was three days later that Jian Xia woke up.

She tilted her head, and the midsummer sunshine outside the window was particularly dazzling, and beams of it pierced her eyes strongly.

Jian Xia squinted slightly, a little uncomfortable. When the scenes before she fainted flashed through her mind, tears came out of her eyes uncontrollably.

She was not sad! She was just sad!

She entered the Leng family at the age of 11, fell in love with Leng Yan at the age of 17, and graduated at the age of 21. She became Leng Yan's wife and slept in the same bed with him, but he never touched her.

She just thought he had obstacles in that aspect, so she concealed it from everyone for him. When he said he wanted a child, she lay on the cold operating table and let the hard steel pipe pierce her and accept artificial insemination.

Jian Xia remembered clearly that when she was less than eight months pregnant, it was Leng Yan who pushed her down the stairs with his own hands, causing her to give birth prematurely and her life was hanging by a thread.

It turns out that all the unintentional accidents were long-planned betrayals!

The door of the ward was pushed open from the outside with a "click" at this time.

Jian Xia did not turn her head to look, but raised her hand and quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Fragility and tears have always been the most despised things. Jian Xia understood this very early.

At the door, Leng Yan, who was holding a large bunch of scented lilies in his hand, saw Jian Xia raising her hand to wipe her tears, and his footsteps paused slightly. His originally gentle eyes instantly lost their temperature and became cold.

"You're awake." Leng Yan walked towards the bed and greeted him in a very formal way.

Jian Xia turned her head and looked at him.

This husband whom she had known for 13 years, loved for 6 years, and slept in the same bed as husband and wife for three years.

"I don't like scented lilies." Jian Xia smiled very calmly, just like the gentle and considerate wife who knew nothing at the beginning, "I like baby's breath."

It's a pity that Leng Yan didn't remember it after so long!

"Don't you like it?" Leng Yan raised his lips coldly, and then he threw the lily in his hand into the trash can beside him, "If you don't like it, just throw it away."

Jian Xia smiled and looked into Leng Yan's cold eyes. She couldn't see a trace of pity in them, even if it was pretended, he now disdained it.

"Jian Xia, you are a smart person, you know what to say and what not to say." Leng Yan looked down at her, his voice was not hurried, very light, but with a strong threat.

"Otherwise?"

Leng Yan smiled contemptuously, "Your daughter is in my hands. If you want to see her, don't talk to me about any conditions, let alone do anything you shouldn't do!"

Even though she was as dead as ashes, at this moment, Jian Xia's heart still hurt badly, and her internal organs were all pulled in pain. A fishy and sweet taste blocked her chest, unable to go up or down.

"Isn't that your daughter?"

Leng Yan frowned as he looked at Jian Xia, who was so calm, and a trace of guilt finally surged in his eyes.

However, it was only a brief moment, and the trace of guilt disappeared.

The two looked at each other steadily, and no one spoke.

Looking at the tears surging in Jian Xia's clear eyes, but stubbornly refusing to fall, Leng Yan gave up and looked away for a long time.

At this moment, the door of the ward was pushed open again from the outside, and an old couple with silver hair on their temples walked in.

"Xiao Qi, you're awake!"

Hearing the very familiar and loving voice, Jian Xia quickly blinked to hide the tears in her eyes, and at the same time, Leng Yan, who had a cold expression, returned to his usual gentle appearance.

"Grandpa, grandma." Leng Yan turned around and called the old couple at the door first.

"Grandma." Jian Xia used both hands to support herself slightly, looked at the door, smiled and called, "Grandpa."

"Ayan, why don't you help your wife quickly?" Old lady Wang Huilan saw Jian Xia on the bed trying to get up, and quickly instructed her grandson.

Leng Yan nodded, turned back, and helped Jian Xia.

How much he liked her before, how much he hates her now!

So when Leng Yan's hand reached out, Jian Xia subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but when she thought of Leng Yan's words and the couple who had loved her for more than ten years, Jian Xia barely withdrew her hand that was about to push Leng Yan away.

"Xiao Qi, are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?" Old man Leng Qirong came to the bed with a cane, and asked lovingly but with dignity.

Jian Xia shook her head, "No, I'm fine now! I made grandpa and grandma worry."

"Ayan said that you accidentally tripped, fell, and fainted, which scared me, an old woman." The old lady scolded, but her eyes were full of love for Jian Xia.

Jian Xia smiled and quickly lowered her head, "I'm sorry! I was too careless."

"Okay, okay, now that you're awake, it's good that you're fine. Come, go home with grandpa and grandma."

The car drove into the black gilded gate of the Leng family garden, bypassed a huge fountain, and slowly stopped in front of the main building.

"Hehe, Dad, come on, come and catch me!"

The servant opened the car door, and Jian Yi got out of the car. A crisp sound like a silver bell reached her ears.

Looking up along the sound, a little girl in a small floral skirt not far away, who was as delicate as a jade, immediately caught Jian Xia's eyes.

In the evening of midsummer, the sun was setting, and the golden afterglow was all over the little girl's shoulders. She was like a little angel, stepping on colorful clouds, running towards Jian Xia against the rosy clouds in the sky.

Looking at the little girl who was about the same age as her "son", Jian Xia's heartstrings trembled suddenly. She squatted down, excitedly grasped the little girl's shoulders, and asked with a trembling voice, "Who is your father?"

The little girl tilted her head slightly, opened her pair of particularly bright and lively big eyes, and frowned to look at Jian Xia in front of her, her eyes full of curiosity and exploration.

"My little darling, why are you running around outside alone?" The old lady got out of the car and saw her granddaughter running with sweat on her head, and couldn't help but blame her with pampering.

"Grandma, I'm not alone, my dad is with me!" As she said, the little girl pointed to a big tree not far away, "Look!"

Following the direction of the little girl's finger, Jian Xia looked over.

Against the golden light, Jian Xia saw that there was indeed a tall and straight figure not far away.

He was wearing a simple white stand-up collar shirt, khaki casual trousers, and his hands were in his trouser pockets. He stood there leisurely and lazily, motionless, with a pair of deep eyes like an ancient well, slightly narrowed, looking at the direction of the child, and the corners of his lips were hooked with a faint arc.

Calm, elegant, but cold and indifferent, incompatible with the golden light behind him.

That was the youngest son of the old man and the old lady, the fourth son of the Leng family, and the fourth master Leng who was known to everyone in Huinan City.

Jian Xia lowered her head. She hadn't seen him for almost three years. Unexpectedly, the fourth master Leng had quietly married and returned with a daughter.

"Tingyu, what's wrong with you? In such a hot day, Xiao Mi Li ran all sweaty?" The old lady looked at her little son not far away and blamed him with a stern face.

Leng Tingyu lowered his head and smiled, striding his long and straight legs, and walked towards everyone leisurely.

"Fourth Uncle." In the car behind, Leng Yan, who got off the car with the old man, saw Leng Tingyu coming over, smiled and called respectfully.

Leng Tingyu curled his lips, his eyes quickly passed Leng Yan, and fell on Jian Xia.

Jian Xia stood up, inadvertently raised her head, and her eyes suddenly fell into Leng Tingyu's deep and vast black eyes like the starry sky.

Her breathing stagnated for a moment, and Jian Xia quickly lowered her eyes and called out in a low voice, "Fourth Uncle."

Leng Tingyu nodded lightly, and a "hmm" note came out of his nose, then he looked at the old man and the old lady, "Dad, Mom."

"Dad, who is this beautiful sister?" Xiao Mi Li pulled the corner of Jian Xia's clothes, raised her round little head, and asked curiously.

"It's your sister-in-law Tang." Leng Tingyu looked at his daughter, and his cold eyes instantly became warm.

"What is Tangsao?" Xiao Mili frowned, "Can I eat it?"

"Hahaha..." The old man and the old lady were amused by their cute granddaughter. The old man went over and picked up Xiao Mili, "Xiao Qi, she is your brother Yan's wife. Brother Yan is your brother Tang, so you have to call Xiao Qi Tangsao."

Xiao Mili pouted and said flatteringly, "Grandpa calls Tangsao Xiao Qi, so can I also call Tangsao Xiao Qi?"

"What do you think?" The old man asked instead of answering.

"Dad, can I?" Xiao Mili looked at Leng Tingyu with an inquiring look. She looked so cute with her pink and tender appearance.

Leng Tingyu smiled and looked at Jian Xia with a deep gaze, "This depends on what your Tangsao means."

Leng Tingyu's deep and mellow voice made Jian Xia, who was staring at Xiao Mili in a daze, suddenly come back to her senses.

She lowered her head and used a slight smile to hide all the bitterness in her heart, "Okay, you can call me Xiaoqi."

If her daughter was by her side at this moment, wouldn't she be as cute as Xiao Mili!

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