The old man left in a hurry, Xia Rushuang hugged her arms, she was still shivering from the cold.
She lowered her head and gritted her teeth.
This was her status in this family. She was soaked all over and shivering from the cold. No one had given her a dry towel for so long. Mr. Xia didn't even say: Your clothes are wet, go and change clothes. !
Xia Rushuang sneered, she must survive this crisis.
As long as she walks through this section of the single-plank bridge, she will definitely have a smooth future, or she will be in peace.
As for Nie Qiuping, hum... she will find a way, she will not allow that woman to exist in her world for too long.
The maid came over and said, "Miss Rushuang, it's better to go back to your room and rest first."
Xia Rushuang raised her head, and the ferocious look on her face instantly turned into a soft smile: "Okay, then I'll go upstairs first. Is my room... still there?"
she asked cautiously.
The maid nodded: "It's still there."
"Thanks."
Xia Rushuang went upstairs, opened the door and saw her bedroom before she got married. It was still the same as it was before. There was no musty smell in the room, which showed that it was regularly ventilated and cleaned.
Xia Rushuang raised the corners of her lips proudly, her plan was already half successful!
She didn't believe that with the old man's protection, even if Xia Anlan wanted to do anything to her, she wouldn't have any scruples at all.
On the old man's side, she must make them think that she got Xiao Ai back.
She is the benefactor of their Xia family.
Xia Rushuang took off her clothes and walked into the bathroom.
She will be fine, and she believes that luck will be on her side.
…
When the old man returned to the room, the old lady was still sleeping and did not wake up.
He wanted so badly to wake her up and share the good news with her.
But he couldn't bear it, because it was hard for his wife to fall asleep every time now.
The old man was so excited that he couldn't sleep at all, so he sat by the bed and waited for his wife to wake up.
The old man is old and his energy is not that good, but tonight, he didn't fall asleep from early morning until the rain stopped outside and the sky turned white. He didn't even feel sleepy, but he still felt energetic.
It was almost 6 o'clock in the morning. Mrs. Xia opened her eyes and saw the old man Zuo Ai beside the bed. "What's wrong? Why did you wake up so early today?"
The old man held her hand: "Honey, I'm going to tell you something, so be prepared."
The old lady smiled: "What's going on? Are you still ready?"
"Our little love is not dead."
The smile on the old lady's face froze for a moment, and her eyes widened little by little: "What did you say?"
"I said... our daughter Xiao Ai is not dead. She is still alive. She is married and has an 8-year-old daughter, who is exactly the same as she was when she was a child... Wife, our Xiao Ai is still alive."
Mrs. Xia's hands began to tremble, "I must be dreaming, right?"
"It's not a dream, it's true. Rushuang came back in the early hours of last night and told me that she saw Xiao Ai. She has grown up and looks like you when you were young. She is in Haishi now. "
Mrs. Xia grabbed his hand tightly: "You didn't lie to me? Is everything you said true?"
The old man shook his head: "No, I can lie to you about anything, but how dare I lie to you about this matter."
The old lady kept repeating: "Little love, my daughter, little love... little love..."
She lifted up the quilt and said, "Quick, let's go see her, right away. I can't wait even a minute..."