329: C329 I Can't be Provoked

C329 I Can't be Provoked

The atmosphere at the table froze.

Laecia realized that she had angered Ling Yao and immediately put on a terrified expression. "Sorry, qiao. I have no ill intentions. If I was abrupt, I would apologize to Hai..."

"Enough!" Old Nazhi could not bear to watch any longer. His shout was like a clap of thunder that shook the hearts of everyone present.

Ling Yao:... ""

"Qiao, Laecia has good intentions. Is it appropriate for you to shout at her like this?" Old Nazhi's face was stern and full of anger.

When she heard that he was defending her, Laecia hurriedly waved her hand. "Grandpa Nazhi, it's okay. I know that Qiao's temper is not good. I can tolerate it."

Old Nazhi's eyes were filled with anger. "Look, Laecia is still speaking up for you. Just because of the woman behind you, you don't like her that much?"

Hearing this, Hai Xiaomin's face turned pale. The spearhead was still focused on her!

As for whether all of this was deliberately arranged by Laecia, she did not bother to investigate further. It was difficult to take back the water and the calmness on the surface had been broken!

Ling Yao's hand under the table was clenched into a fist. It made a crisp sound. He faced Old Nazhi and calmly said word by word, "She is my wife!"

"Did I agree?" Old Nazhi suddenly raised his voice and questioned loudly.

Finally, Old Nazhi did not need to embarrass Hai Xiaomin with Laecia this time. He made it clear that he did not agree with Hai Xiaomin becoming Ling Yao's wife. He did not agree that she would be given the surname Nazhi!

"Then wait until the day you agree. Then come back to us!" Regarding this, Ling Yao's reply was straightforward and decisive. He put down his words indifferently and pulled Hai Xiaomin out.

He knew that this would be the outcome, but he still deluded himself that Old Nazhi would give them a chance. He was really naive this time!

"Wait, Ling Yao..." Hai Xiaomin panicked. She wanted to persuade Ling Yao to calm down, but Ling Yao did not listen to her. How bad was the relationship between the grandfather and the grandson? Or did it escalate because of her?

Seeing Ling Yao leave just like that, Old Nazhi also became anxious. He stood up and shouted, "Qiao! Stop right there! Cough, cough ~ "

Because he used too much force, all that was left was a violent cough.

Old Nazhi also did not expect that his grandson's attitude on this matter would be so tough. Qiao's character was eccentric and eccentric, and sometimes she would be very irritable. However, this kind of thing had never happened before. Every time, it had crossed his bottom line, which was why he could not bear it any longer.

"Grandpa Nazhi! Grandpa Nazhi, how are you? Qiao! Come and see your grandpa!" Laecia held Old Nazhi in panic and shouted at Ling Yao's back.

Ling Yao's footsteps stopped. Hai Xiaomin saw that although he did not turn his head, hearing the painful coughs, her back stiffened. In the end, he still could not really ignore his grandfather.

After all, that was his only blood relative in this world.

"Ling Yao, now is not the time to sulk. Quickly go and see grandfather." Hai Xiaomin pulled his hand and earnestly advised him. If it was because of her that Mr. Nazhi really had a mishap, they were afraid that they would have to live in self-blame for the rest of their lives.

Ling Yao's facial muscles twitched slightly, as if he was clenching his teeth and struggling internally. In the end, he turned around and shouted at the so-called maid, who was stunned and did not know what to do, "What are you still standing there for? Go and get the doctor!"

"Oh, oh, yes..." The maid ran out, trembling with fear.

This family reunion was not as harmonious as it should have been and ended in an unexpected accident.

In the corridor outside Mr. Nazhi's bedroom, Ling Yao put one hand in the pocket of his pants. He was tall and handsome, his back leaning against the white wall, his head slightly lowered. He was as quiet as a beautiful sculpture.

His tiny bangs hung down, completely hiding his obsidian like eyes in the darkness. His thoughts were even more elusive.

Hai Xiaomin slowly paced back and forth in the corridor. She wanted to persuade Ling Yao to go in and take a look a few times, but when faced with his handsome and silent side face, her words would always be stuck in her throat.

How could a rational person like him not know when he should do what?

He probably had a reason not to go in!

"The door was opened from the inside. Old Nazhi's private doctor came out with a medicine box.1

Ling Yao raised his head. Hai Xiaomin immediately went up to him. "How is Grandpa?"

"He has an old problem. Mr. Nazhi knows it himself. He could not let his emotions fluctuate too much. Otherwise, it was very easy for him to have a problem with his body. But he can't control his emotions. " The doctor shook his head helplessly. He knew Old Nazhi's temper. He could only instruct, "Pay attention to the family members. Try not to agitate him normally. He needs to rest in peace."

The doctor left.

Ling Yao stood outside the door. He looked through the tightly-shut crack in the door and looked inside. There was a complicated look on his cold face.

The crack in the door happened to be facing the bed. Old Nazhi could be seen lying on the bed with a syringe inserted into his arm. Ian and Laecia were taking care of him carefully by the bed. Two maids were walking around in front of the bed.

"Ling Yao, let's go in..." Hai Xiaomin had just opened her mouth when she was interrupted.

Ling Yao said, "Since he is fine, we should leave too."

Hai Xiaomin frowned. She clearly felt that Ling Yao was escaping and rejecting her. She clearly wanted to go in, but she did not know what he was resisting.

Ling Yao seemed to be able to hear her thoughts and laughed self-deprecatingly. "Did you forget what the doctor said just now? If he saw us again, the old man might be angered to death!"

"Ling Yao, i..." Hai Xiaomin frowned in discomfort.

"It's none of your business. Without you, the old man and I would not have been able to get along. It was just that we were tied up by blood and could barely maintain the peace on the surface." Ling Yao explained. He didn't want this girl to think too much and give her any pressure.

Indeed, if it was because of her, Ling Yao and her grandfather would be so tense. Hai Xiaomin really could not convince herself that she felt at ease. She wanted to be with Ling Yao, but she did not want to force him to betray her family!

Ling Yao blamed everything on her. She pursed her cherry lips and could not say anything. Just as she was about to leave with Ling Yao, Laecia just came out. "Qiao, grandpa said it's late. He told you to rest early. The room has been prepared for you."

"No need, we'll go back first. We'll come back on the birthday." Ling Yao refused without thinking.

Laecia looked at him in confusion. "But the birthday banquet is the day after tomorrow. Why do you need to go back and forth so much trouble?"

She paused and raised her eyebrows elegantly, "Furthermore, I still need to discuss the process of the birthday banquet with you to see if there is anything that is not in your liking and can be improved. Mr. Nazhi's birthday banquet should more or less contain some of Qiao's feelings, right? "

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