Chapter 210
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The two men were at each other's throats.
An Yibei said coldly, "What does it have to do with you what she has been through? Who do you think you are to ask about her past? "
Sheng Yize clenched his fists. His face was tense. "Don't let me know that she has been living a bad life, Mr. An."
Although An Yibei's attitude towards him was not good, he used to address An Xiaxia as' Brother An 'out of politeness. But today, he addressed An Xiaxia as' Mr. An '. It was obvious that he wanted to draw a clear line between them.
He also made it clear that he would protect An Xiaxia with his life.
An Yibei smiled coldly. "What can you do even if you know? At least in all these years, whether it was good or bad, it was me and my father who stayed by her side, not you. "
Sheng Yize was silent.
His eyes were still wet. He was about to say something when An Xiaxia, who was in the cupboard, began to cry softly again.
Her cries were very soft. It seemed that she did not dare to cry even when she was drunk.
She was afraid that someone would find out.
Sheng Yize's fists cracked. He was so angry that he was about to explode.
Papa An and An Xiaxia had denied that they had fallen into the water. But Sheng Yize still believed that An Xiaxia was the person he had been looking for.
Previously, his relationship with An Xiaxia was unclear. He had suspected and questioned himself many times. If An Xiaxia really wasn't the person he was looking for, would he still like her?
But at this moment, he realized that it did not matter even if An Xiaxia was not the person he was looking for.
He had lived for seventeen years. He was cold and indifferent. And because of his identity as the heir of the Sheng family, he was regarded as a proud son of heaven.
How lucky was he to meet a girl like An Xiaxia?
If the person he liked had experienced something terrible that no one knew about, how could he sit back and do nothing?
An Yibei walked past him and carried An Xiaxia to the bed. He coaxed her gently. "Xiaxia, don't cry. It's okay. Let me sing for you …"
An Xiaxia's low voice sang a nursery rhyme over and over again. Then, An Xiaxia's cries became softer. After a while, she finally fell asleep.
Sheng Yize watched from the side. He stubbornly refused to leave.
His heart ached when he saw An Xiaxia like this. But there was nothing he could do.
He was absent from her childhood, her adolescence.
He didn't even know what she liked, didn't know her past, didn't know if she was doing well.
"I don't care what your motive is, but I can tell you clearly that Xiaxia isn't the person you're looking for. Don't waste your time on her." "Also, if you don't want to make a scene, please move out of our house after the rental period ends. It would be best if you leave Xiaxia's life as well. I don't want her to fall in love with a so-called superstar at all. I just want her to live an ordinary, stable, and happy life. I hope you won't ruin it. "
Sheng Yize's enmity towards him lessened a little when he said something like that.
"Naturally, I also hope that she can live well."
An Yibei chuckled as if he was mocking himself. "I can't tell you what she went through when she was young, but she can't remember anything about her childhood. For some people, forgetting is the best way to heal their wounds. So, I hope you won't ask or disturb her. "
Sheng Yize's expression was as calm as still water.
Sure enough, his guess was right.
Whether An Xiaxia had fallen into the water or not was still up for debate!
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