Chapter 4676
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Madam Xiao's cries didn't bring Xia Jinyuan back. The waiter who served the dishes stood by the side in a dilemma. In the end, the manager helped Madam Xiao back to her seat and asked Du Jiayi to pick her up and take her home.
The moment Du Jiayi stepped out of the elevator in a hurry, she saw the young man standing outside the elevator. Her delicate face suddenly changed, and panic flashed across her eyes.
Xia Jinyuan glanced at her indifferently and walked straight into the elevator. As soon as he moved, Du Jiayi, who was standing in the middle of the elevator, instinctively took a step back. She realized what she had done and was secretly upset. She bit her lower lip, held her breath, and walked out quickly.
"Ding!" The elevator door closed behind her. Du Jiayi, whose eyes were glued to the marble floor, seemed to have thought of something as she abruptly turned her head to look at the closed elevator door.
Xia Jinyuan... why is he here?
Auntie Xiao said that she had something urgent to attend to. Could it be... the urgent matter Auntie Xiao mentioned was meeting Xia Jinyuan?
It had only been fifteen minutes since she received Auntie Xiao's call saying that she had something urgent to deal with. Last time, Auntie Xiao said that she hadn't seen Xia Jinyuan for a long time and didn't know where he went. If she had seen him just now … why did they only chat for ten minutes?
Du Jiayi saw Madam Xiao with questions in her mind. Before she could ask, she was shocked by Madam Xiao's haggard face and quickly walked over. "Auntie Xiao, what's wrong? You're fine. Why are you crying? "
When the heartbroken Madam Xiao saw the young lady's worry for her, she suddenly raised her hand and gently caressed Du Jiayi's face, revealing a smile that was uglier than crying. "Jiayi, why aren't you Auntie Xiao's daughter?"
"People always say that daughters are sweet little jackets. They're not wrong. Aren't daughters their parents' sweet little jackets? Even you care about me and worry about me, but... "
Tears flowed down from Madam Xiao's eyes. She was crying and laughing at the same time. Du Jiayi was so anxious that she grabbed the hand that was stroking her face. "Auntie Xiao, don't cry. What's wrong? What happened? Tell me quickly, tell me quickly. "
She glanced at the dining table from the corner of her eyes. The untouched food on the table confirmed her suspicions. She frowned and swallowed before she dared to ask in a soft voice, "Did you bump into him? Did he make you angry again? "
"Don't be angry, Aunt Xiao. He's not worth your anger."
Du Jiayi's fear of Xia Jinyuan was so deep in her bones that she didn't dare to mention his name. She only dared to use "him" instead.
Madam Xiao cried and laughed. She had lost all her poise. "Even you know that I'm angry, but my son doesn't. He clearly heard me crying, but he was so heartless that he didn't even turn around to look at me. How could he be so cruel? Why is he so cruel? "
"How good would it be if it was a daughter? A daughter like Jiayi would definitely be soft-hearted and forgive me, right?"
"How good would it be if it was a daughter? Auntie Xiao wants a daughter."
Madam Xiao, who was in her fifties, cried like a helpless child. Du Jiayi tried to coax her, but to no avail. In the end, Du Jiayi had no choice but to ask Madam Li for help.
Madam Li arrived just as Xia Jinyuan was knocking on Major General Yang's door. It was ten o 'clock at night. The bustle of the day gradually dissipated, and the silence of the night came quietly. The military compound was quieter than anywhere else. There wasn't even the sound of night insects. Only the whistling of the north wind could be heard.
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