C8 I Missed You so Much

It's all that woman's fault! Xi Yan punched the elevator, his cold eyes flashing with flickering flames. Blood flowed down along the golden wall, but he did not care at all.

Qing Lee came out of the Xi's building and went straight back to the Xi family ancestral mansion. From afar, she saw Old Master Xi barbecuing on the grass by himself, while the rich baby was obediently lying on the side, sticking out his tongue.

Before Qing Lee even got close, Wang Cai got up from the ground and shouted happily in her direction, wagging his tail as he ran over.

"Wang Cai, baby! Ah, oh, oh, I missed you so much!" Qing Lee rushed forward and hugged Wang Cai's neck. Wang Cai affectionately stuck out his tongue and licked Qing Lee's tender and smooth little face.

Looking at the picture of friendship between humans and dogs, Old Master Xi put down the barbeque in his hands and walked over.

Although Old Master Xi was more than seventy years old, his body was very tough. His face was full of energy and red light. If he removed his white hair, he would be more than ten years younger. When he spoke, his voice was as loud as a bell. "It's only been three days since we last met. Little Wang Cai has been thinking about your tea and food."

Wang Cai was an Alaskan sled dog raised by Qing Lee. She had a good relationship with Wang Cai, but Xi Yan did not like dogs, so after she married Xi Yan, she left Wang Cai in the Xi family ancestral mansion.

Qing Lee rubbed Wang Cai's head, stood up, and intimately walked forward to hold Old Master Xi's arm. "Grandpa, I will go with you to roast meat."

"Bet?" Old Master Xi asked with a smile.

Qing Lee's eyes flashed with a cunning light. She looked back at Wang Cai and said, "Give all of them to Wang Cai."

"Hahaha..." The old man's loud laughter rang out. "Then you can just wait and admit defeat."

Qing Lee pouted and said, "Don't worry grandpa. I will definitely roast more than you. I will definitely not let Wang Cai die from overeating."

After saying that, the two of them ran towards the oven at the same time, afraid that if they were a second late, their results would fall.

When Xi Yan came back, he saw such a scene. Grandpa roasted meat. Qing Lee, on the other hand, applied seasoning on the meat. From time to time, Qing Lee would secretly stuff a mouthful of meat into her mouth when the old man was not paying attention. Then she threw the rest to Wang Cai.

That warm scene made Xi Yan slightly moved. Hearing their happy laughter, the coldness in Xi Yan's eyes gradually melted. Gradually, he always pursed his lips into a straight line, and the corners of his lips curled up into a beautiful arc.

"Xi Yan, have you forgotten? Qing Lee is the murderer who killed your parents!"

Suddenly, a clap of thunder exploded in his mind.

"Xi Yan, have you forgotten? Qing Lee is the murderer who killed your parents."

"Xi Yan, did you forget? Qing Lee was the one who killed your parents."

This sentence was like a repeater that kept repeating in his mind. The melted ice in his eyes instantly froze into an unbreakable ice. The curve of his lips became a straight line. He clenched his fists. He stared at Qing Lee until the joints of his fingers turned white.

Why was the murderer who killed his parents able to smile so comfortably? Qing Lee, Qing Lee... He called her name in his heart. Every sound was filled with hatred. His hatred towards her merged with his bone blood and seeped into his bone marrow.

"Grandfather." Xi Yan, who had tidied up his emotions, returned to his usual cold appearance. It was as if the person full of hatred just now wasn't him.

Old Master Xi looked up and said with a smile, "You are here."

Qing Lee was eating secretly when Xi Yan called her grandpa and did not let out a breath. It made her open her eyes wide. She kept patting her chest. Old Master Xi was about to put the roasted meat into the plate. When she turned around, she saw Qing Lee holding a meat skewer that looked like she had eaten. Her other hand was fiercely patting her chest.

Old Master Xi was a shrewd person. With just a glance, he already knew what was going on. He shook his eyebrows and laughed, "Girl, I let you eat it secretly."

After teasing her, he did not forget to take a bottle of water and pass it to Xi Yan, giving him a color.

Xi Yan immediately understood. He helplessly opened the bottle and handed the water to Qing Lee. If it were not for the fact that this woman made his grandpa laugh so loudly, even if he died, he would not have given her a mouthful of water.

Qing Lee took the water and drank a big mouthful. Finally, she swallowed the meat stuck in her throat. Her small face was red from holding it in. When she saw the old man smiling without any image, her face became even redder and blood dripped out. She lowered her head awkwardly.

It was over, it was over. This time, she really didn't have any image at all. Qing Lee, who had been carefully working hard to achieve perfection in front of Xi Yan, did not expect that she would lose face like this in front of him today. She really wanted to find a hole and hide in it right now.

Xi Yan looked at her indifferently. The corner of his mouth could not help but twitch a few times. There was finally a trace of a crack on his handsome face. "I'll go back to the house first."

Although the two of them were as respectful as guests, the old man had always seen things accurately. He could see that his grandson clearly had some resistance towards Qing Lee. Helplessly shaking his head, he turned his head to look at Qing Lee. Seeing her lonely face looking at Xi Yan's back, it further confirmed his thoughts.

He was afraid that it was just wishful thinking between him and Qing Lee from the beginning.

During dinner, everyone had their own thoughts. No one took a few bites before putting down their chopsticks. Xi Yan was the first to leave the table. He saw him leave. Qing Lee also lost her appetite. She picked up the napkin and gently wiped her lips. She smiled and said to the old man, "I also ate to my heart's content, grandpa."

"Pear," Old Master Xi looked upstairs and made sure that Xi Yan could not hear him. Pear, I know you are a good child. You two grew up together. You know his temper too. When he is stubborn, even ten oxen can't pull him back. You just have to understand him a little more. I believe that one day, he will change for you.

Old Master Xi could tell that Qing Lee was a special existence to Xi Yan. From the first time he saw Qing Lee, he had fallen in love with this girl. He believed that in time, Xi Yan would see Qing Lee's good side. He would definitely turn back.

Sigh, the old man sighed in his heart. Ever since Xi Yan's parents passed away, if he did not use the matter of the heir to threaten him this time, he did not know when he would marry Qing Lee.