Substitute Sweet Wife: Han Shao has deep routines

Lin Xia woke up, couldn't stand it anymore, quickly snatched the phone back and gave Han Yuyang a glare.

"I'm Lin Shan, may I ask who you are?"

There was a quick reaction on the other end, the voice was raised, and Arrogance followed.

"Lin Shan, what are you doing? It took you so long to answer the phone. You did it on purpose. Don't think that Er Shao Han is protecting you, so you can do whatever you want."

Lin Xia said indifferently: "Lin Yue, if you have anything to say, just say it, don't push me if you have nothing to do, goodbye."

"No, no, Lin Shan, listen to me." Lin Yue just remembered that Lin Xia is not easy to mess with now, and she needs to avoid this edge first.

"It's Grandpa's accident. Just now, Grandpa went."

"pat..."

Lin Xia's cell phone fell to the ground, only to feel that the nine-day thunder pierced through her whole mind in an instant, and it was in chaos.

Lin Xiaotian died, and the old man who gave her warmth has gone.

At the end, the old man who knew her true identity and satisfied her impolite request with red eyes finally left her.

"Han Yuyang, you..." Lin Xia took a deep breath, clenched Han Yuyang's clothes, and said in a begging tone for the first time: "Can you take me to that nursing home in Xijing? I, I want to see me grandfather."

"it is good!"

At night, the nursing home is also shrouded in black clouds, and with the billowing smoke around, it is unpredictable to see the gloomyness of the black lights, and a bunch of people are shouting outside the door, a mixture of real bitterness and fake crying , I really entered the scene of a horror movie.

Lin Xia had already seen the old man lying on the bed, he was walking peacefully, with a smile on his face, as if he was asleep.

Wang Tong covered the old man's face with a white cloth, and said with red eyes, "Miss, don't worry, the master has no regrets about leaving. After all, at his age, he always wants to go."

"Did he say anything?" Lin Xia took a deep breath.

"Master, he asked me to tell you that he was sorry for you by standing on the sidelines back then, and he will support you in whatever you want to do in the future." Wang Tong whispered.

"...Well, I see."

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Lin Xia's mouth, what would she do?Chasing Lin Yue and the others away would surely shake Lin Zhonghe's foundation, as grandpa had already guessed.

It doesn't matter to her whether someone supports her or no one cares, but how can it be so great to be alone for too long and have the feeling of family support?Even a word of support.

No, there is still that 20.00% stake.

She suddenly regretted it. She regretted that she was admitted to the hospital with a bloody head at this time. If it wasn't for this, she would still come to the nursing home to visit her grandfather every day, and maybe she could see him for the last time.

Yesterday has passed away, leaving only a cavity in vain.

Lin Xiaotian's funeral was naturally arranged by Lin Zhonghe. He was always in a daze in his work, so he didn't care about saving face, and he had caused a lot of embarrassing things. Fortunately, nothing out of the ordinary happened in the funeral he prepared.

Whether it's the scene or the rigor of the action, people can't fault it.

It may be that the funeral has a lot of fate with the rainy day. It rained continuously on the day of the burial. Lin Xia was sitting in a wheelchair, looking at nothingness with a blank face. Han Yuyang stood beside her, silently helping her. Umbrella to cover those raindrops.

After laying the flowers, the pastor came to the stage and gave a long speech in red tape, and it didn't take long before it was over and everyone who had to go was gone.

Shen Yanhong and Lin Yue awkwardly flattered Han Yuyang, but Lin Zhonghe still snorted coldly, completely ignoring Lin Xia, as if the existence of this daughter was his shame.

Not long after, Lin Xia and Han Yuyang were left on the scene.

Lin Xia stared at the tombstone for a long time before suddenly realizing that Han Yuyang didn't take her away impatiently.

"Well, why are you still here?"

Holding the umbrella, Han Yuyang said in a low voice, "Where do I want you to take care of? You woman always likes to take care of things recently. Am I someone you can control?"

Lin Xia was taken aback, "When did I ever stop you? I'm not curious why you stand here with me in the rain, and you can't even ask?"

"What are you asking? In this three-acre land in Hancheng, I can stand wherever I want. No one dares to say that I can't stand. What the hell!"

Naturally, Han Yuyang would not tell Lin Xia, he just saw Lin Xia staring sadly at the tombstone and felt that she wanted to stay longer, so he foolishly did not push the wheelchair to leave.

Lin Xia raised her forehead, the melancholy mood just now was suddenly interrupted, she wanted to calm down in the sadness again, but suddenly she couldn't sink in anymore.

Looking sideways at his face slightly wet by the rain that drifted over, absurd yet warm emotions arose in his mind.

Two days ago, they almost broke up because of Mu Wanqing's entry into the house, and they were all safe. Who knew that today, in Hancheng, after the death of the only relative who knew her true identity, this bad man was still by her side. around.

"It's really unpredictable!"

Lin Xia sighed.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature!"

Han Yuyang said comfortingly.

Lin Xia thought it was true, falling in love with a bad man is indeed human nature.

It's like the heroine in "Jiangshan Order", who fell in love with the third prince who obviously could die for her, but still made a choice between Jiangshi and the beauty.

It's like the heroine in "The Rain of the Parasol Trees of Love", who fell in love with the naughty male protagonist, not the gentle second male lead of the little prince.

It's like she fell in love with a man who lived with another woman in his heart.

Lin Xia, you are hopeless.

Even if you know that this person is in two boats, you still can't control your heart and fall in love with him.

Lin Xia thought inwardly, it's not a white moonlight, or it's just stealing people, it doesn't matter, she doesn't believe that after reading so many routine books, she can't trap this man who is openly and secretly.

A finger snapped next to his ear, and a man's magnetic voice came, "What are you thinking? You are smiling so happily."

"Well, I was wondering how a rebellious flying eagle was tamed by a hunter."

Han Yuyang was puzzled, "You want to raise an eagle? You think this is the prairie."

"So what, I just want to raise an eagle with plump feathers, majestic and good-looking, and most importantly, it will make me happy."

When leaving the cemetery, Lin Xia looked back at the tombstone that was obscured by the misty rain, but finally couldn't hold back, quietly took out her phone, pulled out Lin Shan's photo and shook it at the tombstone.

Think of it as Lin Shan who came to see off grandpa.

At least it fulfilled Grandpa's desire to reunite the whole family.

The phone was suddenly snatched away by a big hand, Han Yuyang stared at the photo above, then raised his head to look at Lin Xia, with frowning eyebrows and a thoughtful expression.

"That... I... Can you give me back the phone?"

Lin Xia's voice changed, and cold sweat burst out of his forehead in an instant.