Chapter 26 Xie Peizhou's flesh and blood
Xiao Liu hesitated and said, "The SVIP floor... the patients living there are either wealthy or noble. What if we mess with them?"
Wen Niannian's face turned red. When she heard that there was no queue for the restroom on the SVIP floor, she turned around and ran towards the elevator.
Xiao Liu quickly chased after her, "Niannian, Niannian, wait for Sister Xiao Liu!"
The elevator door opened, and Wen Niannian didn't even have time to wait for Xiao Liu to run over, so she tiptoed and pressed the SVIP floor button.
Two days ago, when she and her mom went to the ward to visit Grandpa Xie, Wen Ci took her to the bathroom. As soon as the elevator door opened, Wen Niannian couldn't wait to rush to the bathroom.
The bathroom is getting closer and closer.
Wen Niannian's eyes lit up, and when she was about to rush into the ladies' restroom, she bumped into the arms of someone coming out.
The woman cried out in fright.
Wen Niannian couldn't help but stop and walked out of the woman's arms. She raised her little face and said apologetically, "Pretty sister, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you. I can't hold it back any longer..."
Song Wanqing felt a pain in her abdomen from being hit. She was about to turn sullen and unhappy, but she didn't expect the little girl to speak so sweetly. Moreover, the little face that came into view actually looked about 70% similar to Xie Peizhou?!
She was stunned for a moment.
"Miss, I'm sorry, my child ran away too fast. Are you okay?"
Xiao Liu ran over breathlessly and saw Wen Niannian bumping into Song Wanqing's arms. He was so scared that he hurried forward to apologize.
"I really can't hold it anymore, I'll go in first!"
Wen Niannian shuddered, ran away from Song Wanqing, and went into the bathroom.
“Nian Nian…”
Xiao Liu subconsciously looked inside, lowered his head and apologized to Song Wanqing, "I'm so sorry..."
"What's wrong?"
A cold voice sounded.
Xie Peizhou walked out of the men's restroom opposite, looking at the two of them with deep, cold eyes, which landed precisely on Xiao Liu's face.
Not warm porcelain.
The man's face suddenly lost interest.
When he heard the word "Nian Nian" just now, Xie Peizhou's mind automatically emerged with Wen Ci, the beautiful and vivid appearance of her at the airport that day...
Then, the child with the same eyes as hers and the disturbing crying voice appeared in front of him.
Xie Peizhou frowned in displeasure.
Lu Bingchen said that loving someone means loving everyone in it?
Oh, he can't do it at all!
When I think of that "little bastard", I think of that wild man who bullied Wen Ci...
I feel so upset!
"fine."
When Song Wanqing heard Xie Peizhou's voice, a gentle smile appeared on her face, and she said to Xiao Liu, "Go in and see the child."
After saying that, she walked towards Xie Peizhou and said, "I came out of the bathroom and was bumped in the lower abdomen by a little girl. It hurts a little, but it's nothing serious."
Xie Peizhou lowered his eyes and looked at her lower abdomen, "Be careful."
"Peizhou, do you care about me?"
Song Wanqing's eyes lit up and she subconsciously grabbed Xie Peizhou's wrist.
This was the first time in all these years that she heard Xie Peizhou express such direct concern for her.
Xie Peizhou shook her off coldly and walked towards the ward. "You are now four months pregnant. Although my father is seriously ill, he is very conscious. Don't be rash and reveal the truth."
“…”
Song Wanqing looked at his indifferent back, and her heart, which had just been warm, was instantly chilled.
She pursed her lips and followed his steps.
After more than five years, she still couldn't warm his heart that was as cold as ice.
But speaking of it, she still had to thank Wen Ci. If it weren't for this "madman" five years ago, she wouldn't have become a "special" person around Peizhou...
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Xie Peizhou first went to the attending physician's office to learn about his father's condition. After a delay of half an hour, he and Song Wanqing entered the ward.
Walking into the ward, Xie Peizhou raised his eyebrows and his dark eyes fell on Wen Ci's cold little face.
The nurse said that she visited the old man almost every day, but her time was always "unfortunately" different from his.
Xie Peizhou gradually realized that she did it on purpose.
In the ward, Wen Ci also saw two people coming in side by side.
"Uncle."
She called out politely.
We haven't seen each other for several days since we separated at the airport.
She couldn't help but look at his face, his cold and mature features.
Gradually, her face turned pale as she saw the man's bony hands pressed tightly against Song Wanqing's waistline, fitting so tightly, so dazzling...
Song Wanqing's belly is slightly bulging.
Wen Ci felt as if her heart had been hit hard by a punch, and she lowered her head.
"Um."
Xie Peizhou responded with great irritation and displeasure.
Wen Ci's drooping eyelids trembled slightly, and she raised her eyes again uncontrollably.
Xie Peizhou had a cold face and didn't even look at her.
Looking at his father on the hospital bed, he said, "Dad."
Wen Ci felt cold.
Did he finally not want to act anymore?
Okay.
At the same time, Xie Peizhou noticed Wen Ci's pale face from the corner of his eye.
He frowned slightly.
He wasn't mad at her.
But just now, when he saw her cold and otherworldly face, even though she hadn't done anything and was even wearing the neutral "director's work clothes" that weren't charming at all, a filthy dream automatically emerged in his mind...
In the dream, her cold little face seductively drew him into hell, time and time again...
What annoyed Xie Peizhou was that since he learned that Wen Ci had a daughter, his "illness" had become more and more serious.
It is so serious that now, whenever I see her, all I can see are unbearable dreams.
On the hospital bed, Mr. Xie saw Song Wanqing's slightly protruding belly, and a glimmer of light shone through his cloudy eyes: "Xiaoqing, is the baby making trouble in your belly?"
Song Wanqing smiled happily: "Uncle, it's very well behaved. Peizhou will do prenatal education when he has time, so that it won't bother me."
Wen Ci couldn't help but look at Song Wanqing's belly.
She knew that Song Wanqing was not pregnant, but Grandpa Xie was very happy to be deceived by this white lie.
So until now, she has not told Grandpa Xie that Nian Nian is Xie Peizhou's biological child.
"Why are you still calling me uncle?"
Mr. Xie looked at Xie Peizhou, "Haven't you got the marriage certificate yet? The wedding can be postponed, but the marriage certificate can't be postponed forever. You can't let Xiaoqing down."
Xie Peizhou: "Dad, we're going through the formalities and we'll get the marriage certificate tomorrow."
Song Wanqing suddenly met Wen Ci's gaze on her lower abdomen, "Xiao Ci, why do you look unhappy? Your uncle and I are getting the marriage certificate, aren't you happy?"
Wen Ci frowned.
Xie Peizhou's cold black eyes suddenly looked at her, like a silent warning.
Wen Ci felt a pang of pain in her chest, but she smiled and said, "Congratulations, both of you. My uncle finally got what he wanted."
Xie Peizhou's dark eyes were cold and his thin lips were pursed into a line.
Mr. Xie said, "I called you over here because I have something to announce."
"I've asked Lawyer Zheng to redraft my will... Although Wen Ci isn't my biological granddaughter, she's been my daughter for years, and she's been very filial to me every day. So after I die, Xiao Ci will receive a portion of my estate, just like Yi Yi. The descendants of the Xie family shouldn't object."
"Thank you, Grandpa..."
Wen Ci's eyes turned red.
She was filming downstairs when she suddenly received a call from her lawyer, saying that the old man asked her to come to the ward to discuss something.
So that's what it was.
Xie Peizhou heard the sobbing sound and looked at her red eyes uncontrollably, and the scene of the dream flashed through his mind again.
“…”
Damn it!
He is really crazy...
"Little one, do you understand?"
Seeing his son in a daze, Mr. Xie reminded him, meaning that if anyone was dissatisfied at that time, he would protect Wen Ci.
Xie Peizhou: "Dad, I know."
"Um."
Mr. Xie paused for a moment and continued, "The most important part of revising the will is related to Xiaoqing."
Song Wanqing was surprised, "Me?"
Mr. Xie said, "After I die, if Xiaoqing successfully gives birth to Peizhou's child in a few months, regardless of whether it's a boy or a girl, they will directly inherit 25% of my estate, and Xiaoqing will receive an additional 10 million yuan as a reward. If something unexpected happens and Xiaoqing doesn't give birth to the child, she will also receive 5 million yuan in compensation. As for the 25% of the estate, it will be directly inherited by Peizhou's first biological child."
Song Wanqing was flattered.
Although the person in charge of the Xie family now is Xie Peizhou.
But the inheritance under the old man’s name should not be underestimated. 25% of the inheritance is enough to buy a city!
As soon as Wen Ci walked out of the ward, she received a provocative look from Song Wanqing. "I didn't expect that you, the unlucky person who killed your parents, would also deserve a share of the inheritance. But compared to me, it's nothing!"
Wen Ci stared at her with a frosty face and was about to speak.
"what happen?"
Behind him, a cold and deep voice sounded.
Wen Ci's body stiffened as Xie Peizhou approached.
She smelled a hint of cedar and sandalwood on him.
Song Wanqing smiled and held Xie Peizhou's arm affectionately: "Don't worry, Xiaoci is grown up now, she won't be like when she was little... We are just chatting casually, right, Xiaoci?"
Xie Peizhou ignored her and asked Wen Ci for confirmation, "Really?"
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