The 365-day trial marriage of the male god: the sweet wife is a bit wild

Chapter 1358 Don't make me think so cold-blooded
"Cat, I love you. Before you know all the truth, even if you know that you are Ye Zhanxing's daughter, it's too late to stop it. Does it mean that you won't believe what I say now?"

Shan Hanjie hugged their mother and son from behind, seeing his son's face flushed from crying, feeling as distressed as she was.

"Ting Ye, how did you save him?"

Qin Youxuan bit her lip, turned her head to look at Shan Hanjie, "His eyes..."

"There is a slight burn on the cornea. It has already been checked by Wu Zexian. I took the medicine back and applied it. I need to check it regularly later." Shan Hanjie poked the little guy's cheek with his long finger.

Seeing him smile, she couldn't help but hook her lips.

"Cat, we still have a son, and he can't live without you."

"..."

Qin Youxuan's heart stabbed, and she burst into tears.

Once, hearing such words, her heart would be filled with honey.

She has a loving husband and a lovely son.

But now, the person she loves the most has killed her dearest person, and her dream has turned into a nightmare in an instant.

"Yes, we still have a son. When you shot at my father, did you ever think that one day Tingye will grow up, and he will ask you, where is the most beloved grandfather, and how do you tell him?" He, you killed my dad with your own hands?"

Qin Youxuan paused every word, looking at Shan Hanjie with resentful eyes.

"..."

Shan Hanjie's arm stiffened, and he put it down embarrassingly.

The coquettish pupils flickered slightly, but there was no response.

Qin Youxuan didn't argue with him anymore, but concentrated on coaxing the little guy in her arms.

"Knock Knock-"

"Young Master Jie, the housekeeper of the Ye family is here, saying that Mrs. Ye asked the young mistress to go back to the Ye family to prepare for Mr. Ye's funeral." Yao stood at the door and replied respectfully.

"..."

Shan Hanjie didn't speak, but looked at Qin Youxuan.

Qin Youxuan's eyes turned red when he heard the words "behind the scenes".

Suppressing tears, he picked up his sleeping son, turned around and was about to walk out the door.

Shan Hanjie stepped forward first, but Wei An's body blocked her way.

"I won't stop you if you want to serve Ye Zhan's sentence, but Tingye can't."

"That's his grandfather!" Qin Youxuan raised her head to look at him in astonishment, with anger pouring out of her eyes.

"Tingye's eyes were stimulated by the strong light, and he can't see too much light now. Will there be any reporters at the Ye family's funeral? Can you guarantee that you can bring him to the funeral without any harm?"

Shan Hanjie gripped her shoulders with some force in his fingers.

"Don't think I'm so cold-blooded."

"Aren't you cold-blooded? Have you forgotten who is the gift of my father's death?" Qin Youxuan sneered, turned around and put Xiao Tingye on the bed, seeing him cry twice in panic, Hastily patted his small chest.

His long finger passed over the corners of his son's eyes that were still red, and his heart ached beyond measure.

He lowered his head and kissed his son's little cheek.

"I'm sorry, it's my mother who didn't think clearly and almost asked you to take risks. When your eyes are healed, mother will take you to see grandpa, okay?"

Qin Youxuan finished speaking with a sob, without looking at Shan Hanjie again, and walked away.

Until her figure disappeared, Shan Hanjie stood still.

His eyes fixed on the direction she was leaving.

"Young master Jie, why didn't you tell young mistress that you shot at that time, there was a last resort reason, Ye always wanted to save young master, it was not what young mistress thought."

Yao couldn't help complaining.

As soon as the words fell, Shan Hanjie gave him a stern look.

(End of this chapter)