Wealthy child bride: divorced 101 times

Mrs. Yi walked over, took her arm, and asked in a low voice, "Are you all right?"

Su Qingqing nodded, and smiled charmingly: "It's okay, Mom." The two came to Yi Ningxiu's side together, she raised her face, and said to Yi Ningxiu again, "Ningxiu, I am coming."

Yi Ningxiu looked at her from the side, his exquisitely crafted face was as cold as ever, his glass-colored eyes were very cold when looking at people, and he nodded as a response.

Looking at his face, Su Qingqing suddenly felt an extreme sadness in her heart.

He has a change of heart.

She realized that the person she loved had changed his mind.

Because I have seen you when you loved me, I remember your gentle demeanor and anxious look, the light in your eyes and the curvature of your mouth.So you can't lie to yourself.

She felt her fingertips trembling slightly, it was a nervous tremor caused by extreme resentment and anger, she squeezed her fingers hard, with a forced smile on her pale face: "Ning Xiu, grandpa will be fine. Do not worry."

"Yeah." Yi Ningxiu nodded, then turned sideways and stood side by side with Su Qianqian. The two of them kept staring at the operating room and ignored her at all.

Su Qingqing couldn't pretend to be calm, she looked at the intimacy between the two, her lips trembled uncontrollably, "I will never give him up to you." She thought, "He will always be mine! I will never give him up." Let you give it to you!"

She stared at Su Qianqian's back, with a look of resentment in her eyes, full of extreme hatred.

Five hours later, the doctor came out.

"doctor……"

The doctor looked tired, and he shook his head: "If you have anything to say, let's talk about it now."

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked different.

Some people were sad, some were desperate, and several servants who had served Mr. Yi since childhood had already started crying.

Mrs. Yi, with a forced sadness on her face, was helped into the house by Su Qingqing.

The old man was lying on the hospital bed with an oxygen mask on his face. His face was pale, and his cloudy eyes were watching the group of people entering the room. A flash of relief, followed by a touch of sadness.

There are many things that he hasn't done well yet, he doesn't want to leave now, but there is no time...

"Grandpa..." Su Qianqian broke free from Yi Ningxiu's hand, threw herself onto the bed and whispered, "Grandpa..." She could barely speak, her voice was choked, and tears flowed silently, "You You can't leave me... We still have to go to the Spring Festival and go to Hainan... We agreed."

Tears welled up in Yi Lao's eyes, he gently stroked Su Qianqian's soft long hair with trembling hands, and sighed softly: "Qianqian..."

His favorite granddaughter, his most beloved child...

What should she do when he leaves like this?

The old man glanced around the room and stopped his gaze on Yi Ningxia's face. He suddenly said, "Ningxia, come here." He was panting heavily, raised his hand and waved, "You all go out first. "

As soon as these words came out, everyone was a little stunned.

"dad?"

Mrs. Yi's eyes moved in a panic, and she called out to him.

Although Yi Lao is old and frail, his eyes are still stern: "Get out!"

"Mom, let's go out first."

Yi Ningxiu grabbed Mrs. Yi's shoulders and pulled her away.