The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Two men, tit-for-tat, daggered.

An Yibei's voice was indifferent: "What has she experienced and what is it with you? Who are you and qualified to come and ask her past?"

Sheng Yize clenched his fists, his face tightly tense, "Don't let me know that she's not doing well, Mr. An."

Although An Yibei had a bad attitude towards him from the beginning, he used to call him "Ange" out of courtesy, but today he used the name "Mr. An" to make it clear that he would pull him off. Open up a clear posture.

It was also made that the oath of death would guard Anxiaxia's posture.

An Yibei smiled coldly: "I see, what can you do? At least in these years whether she is good or bad, it is me, my father, not you who accompany her.

Sheng Yize was silent.

His eyes were still wet, and he wanted to say something, but Anxiaxia in the cabinet cried softly.

The cry was so low that she didn't dare to cry when she was drunk.

Afraid of being discovered.

Sheng Yize's fists crackled with force, and the whole man's anger was about to explode.

Apparently, An Daxia and An Xiaxia both denied ever falling into the water, but Sheng Yize still believed that An Xiaxia was the person he had been looking for.

The previous relationship with Anxia Xia was unclear. He doubted many times and questioned himself many times. If Anxia Xia really was not the person he was looking for, would he still like her?

Until this moment, he was soberly aware that even if An Xia Xia was not, then what?

He lived for seventeen years, high and indifferent, and because of the identity of the heir to the family, was regarded as the pride of heaven and lived high.

How lucky he was to meet a girl like An Xia Xia?

If the person he likes has experienced something terrible that is unknown, how can he sit back and watch?

An Yibei crossed him, stepped forward and hugged Anxia Xia to the bed, and coaxed warmly: "Xia Xia, don't cry, it's okay, my brother will sing to you ..."

The low male voice repeatedly sang a nursery rhyme, and An Xia Xia's crying gradually faded, and after a while, she finally fell asleep.

Sheng Yize watched beside him, stubbornly refused to leave.

Seeing this kind of An Xia Xia, he was really distressed, but could not do anything about it.

He was absent from her childhood and 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 purpose is, but I can tell you clearly that Xia Xia is not the person you are looking for. Don't waste any thoughts on her." An Yibei's voice was clear, "Also, if you don't want to be too embarrassed After the trouble period, I moved out of our house, and it ’s best to leave from Xia Xia ’s life. I do n’t want her to have any violent love with the so-called big star, I only ask her for this life, Ordinary and stable, happy and well, I hope you do not destroy. "

Being able to say such words, Sheng Yize's animosity towards him could not help but be eliminated.

"I naturally hope she can do well."

An Yibei chuckled, as if she laughed at herself: "I did n’t tell you what she experienced as a child, but she did n’t remember her childhood. For some people, forgetting is the way to heal The scar is the best way, so hope you do n’t ask and do n’t bother her. "

Sheng Yize surface sinks like water.

Sure enough, he was right.

An Xiaxia, whether it has fallen into the water is open to question!