All the years are for you

Chapter 270 give me some time

Lan Xiyue's mind is full of the conversation in the recorder just now -
"Xiu'er, how can you do this to the ancestors of the Lan family?"

"I can adopt a child with Xiaoyue..."

"What's the difference between adopting a child and cutting off my Lan family's blood?"

"The Lan family has no successors. With aunts and Jing Yuan, the Lan family will not have successors."

"Excessive words! If you insist on staying with Xiaoyue, do you know how deep a crime you will commit? How do you want me to explain to the underground ancestors? How will you face them after a hundred years?"

"I will bear my sins, grandma, and I am willing to transfer the inheritance rights of the Lan family to Jing Yuan or his future children."

Thinking of this, Lan Xiyue couldn't help crying and laughing, he was always like this, always silently bearing all the responsibilities behind her back.

"I don't care who the child's mother is or what his background is. I want a true heir of the Lan family. This is my biggest concession. What do you and Xiaoyue think after that, grandma promises that she will never interfere..."

"I'm not going to do this... I'm not going to let another woman have my baby..."

The last sentence lingered in Lan Xiyue's mind for a long time.

Although this was a resolute sentence comparable to an oath, it was like a sharp sword piercing into her heart at this time, making her already condemned heart even more unable to forgive her selfishness.

Seeing Lan Xiyue struggling in pain, Mrs. Lan's heart also tightened violently.

She didn't want to, and she didn't want to force them like this, but how could she watch the blood of the Lan family cut off at Lan Chenxiu!
She slowly got up from the sofa, walked to Lan Xiyue step by step, bent her knees without warning, and knelt down in front of Lan Xiyue!

"Xiaoyue, grandma, please...can you leave a bloodline for the Lan family?" Mrs. Lan looked at the tear-stained Lan Xiyue with a sad face.

She understands Lan Chenxiu's temperament very well. As long as he is unwilling to do something, no one can force him to do it.

But with Lan Xiyue's Xu Ken cooperation, this matter would be a piece of cake.

Lan Xiyue's eyes widened in astonishment, and she looked at the old lady Lan who was kneeling in front of her in disbelief.

Tears, falling silently from the widened and swollen eye sockets...
She opened her lips and shook her head silently. How could this be?
Why is this happening?

"Xiaoyue, you heard it too. Xiu'er loves you so much. Even if he has a child with another woman, his love for you will not change. Can you agree to grandma's request?"

Every word and every sentence of Mrs. Lan is like thousands of tiny soft silver needles, piercing her broken heart softly and cruelly.

She suddenly lowered her head and giggled, what is this?
Request or Persecution?

She clutched her chest that wanted to suffocate and stumbled to her feet—
"Give me some time, give me some more time..."

The trembling syllables spit out from her pale thin lips, and then she opened the door and fled in a hurry...

Seeing Lan Xiyue rushing out of the door, a look of vicissitudes flashed across Mrs. Lan's face. She slowly got up and murmured: "Xiaoyue, I hope you don't let grandma down."

Lan Xiyue was overwhelmed and at a loss, she wiped her tears and rushed out of the main building. After going out, she didn't know where she should go.

Eleven, who had been waiting outside, saw Lan Xiyue finally came out, and couldn't help sighing softly, "I've actually slept till now."

When he got closer, he realized that Lan Xiyue's expression was wrong.

No matter how close he was, he froze in place in astonishment!

What's going on here?
Crying pear blossoms with rain?
Lan Xiyue acted as if she hadn't seen him, and walked straight towards the garage with her head down.

Eleven frowned and blinked blankly. Although he was omnipotent, he had nothing to do with women's tears.

He can still intimidate things that don't matter, but he wouldn't dare to give him ten guts from the darling of the big boss...

If you can't intimidate, then you can only coax?
"Miss... Miss... what's the matter?" After thinking about it, he chased after him.

Ever since Lan Xiyue was with her on Shishi, she had never driven a car again.

Eleven sat in the driver's seat and looked at Lan Xiyue who had stopped crying but had red and swollen eyes, coughed lightly twice, and asked cautiously, "Miss, where are you going?"

"Go back to the villa..." Lan Xiyue uttered three words in a hoarse voice, then turned her face away and looked out the window.

At eleven o'clock, I nodded, started to engage, and my mind was spinning.

"Miss, did something happen?" He asked tentatively.

Lan Xiyue frowned and looked out the window with a sad and desperate expression.

"Hey, that...do you need me to call the young master?"

"No!" Lan Xiyue suddenly turned her head to look at him, her voice a little nervous.

Eleven suddenly chuckled: "Okay."

"Don't tell him what happened today!" Lan Xiyue frowned and looked at the smiling Eleven.

The smile on the corner of Eleven's mouth froze slightly, and he nodded immediately: "Yes."

"You swear..." Lan Xiyue didn't believe his words.

Eleven twitched the corners of his mouth, and turned his face to look at her inexplicably, "Why? Why didn't you let the young master know that you were crying like this?"

Lan Xiyue remained silent-
"It's not the young master who made you cry, did he? Could it be that he cheated?" Eleven stared in front of him and said in astonishment.

After listening to Eleven's words, Lan Xiyue's tears welled up again, and she felt that Eleven in front of her was countless times more annoying than before!
"You just cheated!"

What Lan Xiyue yelled made Eleven's heart tremble, and he laughed straight away: "I'm just joking, miss, don't take it seriously, and besides, I don't have a girlfriend, and I'm not engaged, where am I going?"

"Swear!" Lan Xiyue stared fiercely at Eleven and spat out two words.

"Okay, I swear, I will never tell the young master what happened today, otherwise I will never be able to marry a wife, and I will die alone with no successor..."

As soon as the words "no successor" came out, Lan Xiyue stopped immediately: "Enough."

Then he took a deep breath, sniffed and turned his head to look out the window, dazed.

It turns out that having no successor has become a vicious oath for a man.

It turned out that she was more selfish than she imagined.

When she arrived at the villa, she hid in the room by herself, took off her shoes, nestled in the sofa, hugged her legs and stared blankly again.

The old lady's words kept echoing in her mind, destroying her will and nerves like a spell.

Thinking about it, tears fell down again, she buried her head in her arms and knees, helplessly, silently venting the pain, entanglement and hesitation in her heart...
What should she do?
What should she do?
Should she agree to the old lady's conditions?
The sky outside the window gradually became gloomy, and the soft wind became fiercer, and the dark clouds pressed down on people's chests, as if they were about to suffocate.

Suddenly, a loud thunder exploded in the sky, and the startled Lan Xiyue couldn't help but shudder.

She straightened her head, looked at the gloomy sky outside the window, and muttered to herself: "Is it going to rain?"

(End of this chapter)