After Mr. Pei Marries An Overweight Lady

  Chapter 487 is so concerned about her why she died, are you her?

  Jia Junkai obviously did not expect Lin Xiaqing would ask this question, and he was caught off guard.

  Even too late to conceal the true emotions.

  Xia Qing clearly saw surprise, pain, and deep struggle in his eyes, making her feel abrupt for a while?

   But then he looked sharper at the person in front of him, wanting to see something from it.

  Unfortunately, Jia Junkai has concealed a series of emotions just now. Instead, he looked at Xia Qing, "I care about how she died, are you her?"

   "The dean's joke is a bit big, I thought it was already very clear last time." Xia Qing smiled at Jia Junkai and directly denied it.

"Well, you can think about it in the research room." Jia Junkai looked at Xia Qing's face, trying to see something from her subtle expression, but the autumn morning sunlight hit Xia Qing's face and completely Circled in the brilliant light, can't see the eyebrows clearly.

   also felt more and more like Xiaoqing.

   "Okay, I will consider it." Xia Qing nodded. Since he wants to check, what is more direct than entering Jia Junkai's research room by himself.

  Jia Junkai did not expect Lin Xiaqing to let go easily. He was slightly surprised. He thought he would spend some time, but the accident was only a moment, and he soon recovered his former calm and elegant, "I look forward to your answer."

  Xia Qing was noncommittal and turned to look at the boys and girls playing around by the Moon Lake.

  Although she is with these children every day, Xia Qing can still clearly feel that she is different from them.

  Looking like a young body, it is filled with a mature soul.

  Like the twisted and winding scar on her abdomen, it is a trace that cannot be erased by growth, she is no longer a girl after all.

The two sat on the shore, watching everyone playing. Pei Zhengyang, who was busy in the study, turned on the monitor here, and saw the man sitting next to Xia Qing, his face suddenly sank, but he didn't wait for him to get angry. Ahai took it, and Father Xia who had just arrived exploded first.

   "Why did he come? Who made him come?" Xia Cang Yin pointed at Jia Junkai with a cane, angrily, especially when he saw Xia Qing sitting with the other party, he was extremely irritable.

  Jia Junkai looked at the irritable old man’s face without much emotional change, instead he stepped forward and shouted respectfully, "Grandpa Xia."

  "Who is your grandfather? I don't want to see you, billowing!" The old man seemed to be a violent fighting chicken, raising his crutches and drew it toward Jia Junkai's body.

   "Grandpa!" Xia Qing exclaimed.

   Next to Han's mother, she saw and hurriedly called Jia Junkai to avoid it, but Jia Junkai didn't seem to hear it. Not only did she not avoid it, she took a step forward and took the old man a stick firmly.

  Xia Cang Yin did not expect that Jia Junkai would not hide. Instead, he hit himself with a stick and glared at people angrily, "What? I want to trick me, no way!"

"Grandpa Xia, I know you feel uncomfortable. Xiaoqing's death has dealt a great blow to you, but my pain is no less than that of you. If I can, I would rather die for her." Jia Junkai looked at the old man and said painfully. The perennial elegant and gentle handsome face is moved by the pain and self-blame that makes people feel heartbreaking.

  Xia Qing looked at Jia Junkai in a daze, unable to distinguish the true from the false for a while.

  The old man looked at Jia Junkai’s sincere posture, a little softened, and finally caught a glimpse of Xia Qing’s reaction, and now his face was even darker, "Really? Then why didn't you die!"

   Saying that the old man is a cruel stick again, he just wants to uncover the false mask of this bad thing, so that he can see clearly, instead of being deceived by his false affectionate posture.

  Boom, boom!

  Old man Xia made a strong effort. There was no mercy for these three times, but Jia Junkai took the three crutches abruptly, without even groaning, but his abruptly pale face revealed his pain.

   "Grandpa Xia." Seeing that the old man was about to fight again, Xia Qing stepped forward to stop him, "Don't fight."

   "Why do you feel bad for him?" Old Xia looked at his granddaughter angrily and asked.

  "Students are playing over there. If you continue to make trouble, they will hear that I have finally made a treat. Don't ruin it for me." Xia Qing whispered to the old man.

  Old Xia looked at Jia Junkai’s pale face, still annoyed, "Huh, you are lucky!"

   "Thank you Miss Lin, I'm fine. If you can let Grandpa Xia calm down, it doesn't matter how many times you hit me." Jia Junkai thanked Xia Qing indifferently, and then looked at the old man.

  The old man almost exploded his hair again. This is a bitter trick and addicted, right? Didn't you see that his granddaughter started to protect him.

  Ah, I want to kill!

   "Ahai, take Teacher Jia to rest." Seeing the old man's crutches raised again, Xia Qing immediately told Ahai.

  A Hai, who was watching the excitement on the sidelines, was suddenly named, and quickly stepped forward to make a gesture of invitation to Jia Junkai, "Dean Jia, please."

  Jia Junkai didn't move. He came here today, knowing that Father Xia would also come, so he followed brazenly in order to be forgiven by the father.

  Xia Qing saw this, glanced at the classmates who had already begun to look here, and whispered with a deep displeasure, "Ms. Jia, is this going to ruin everyone's interest in playing?"

  Jia Junkai was stabbed by the discomfort in Xia Qing's eyes, and his heart was inexplicably painful. After a long time, he bowed deeply to Xia Qing, "Sorry, I was impolite."

   "Ahai." Looking at Jia Junkai like this, Xia Qing gritted his teeth and shouted Ahai.

  Ahai made a gesture of inviting Jia Junkai again.

   This time Jia Junkai did not refuse, but took a deep look at Xia Qing, then turned and left.

For a moment, Xia Qing felt that Jia Junkai’s glance seemed to be able to see through the soul, pursed his lips, looked at him subconsciously, and saw the usual elegant and noble man, with boundless loneliness in his back, and something that could not be said. Dead still.

  This is an emotion that Xia Qing has never seen in seniors.

boom!

   "Hmm..." Just when Xia Qing's thoughts were a little confused, he struck a stick heavily on his calf, snorted in pain, and looked up at Grandpa's angry eyes, "Grandpa..."

   "Don't call me grandpa, I'm not your grandpa." The old man was very dissatisfied with Xia Qing's reaction.

  Xia Qing had recovered, and leaned in front of Xia Cang Yin, "That's not Grandpa, it's Master. Master, please calm down, what do you want to eat later, I will bake it for you, how about?"

   "The mouth doesn't taste good and doesn't move." The old man snorted and turned his head away, not going to see Xia Qing.

  Xia Qing laughed, "Then I will roast you a little bit?"

   "So what else is there to eat?" The old man became even more dissatisfied when he heard it.

   After listening to Xia Qing, she deliberately annoyed, "Then do you eat or not?"

  "In the future, stay away from that kid and I will eat." The old man said in Xia Qing's ear in a low voice.

  Xia Qing is still thinking about the research room, naturally it is impossible to agree to the old man, and said with a smile, "Let's talk about your performance."

   "You... don't care!"

  (End of this chapter)