With some distance, her eyes were actually a little hard to see clearly.

But it made Xu Changfeng feel the coldness as frozen as ice for the first time.

Yes, cold, her face looked like frost, staring at him coldly.

She asked, "You knew it a long time ago, didn't you?"

Xu Changfeng's expression just calmed down a little, and he instantly turned pale to the end.

He had never had such a look. In the eyes of outsiders, he was the dignified eldest son of the Xu family, and the Xu family had a century-old foundation. Everything in the future will be inherited by him.

It seems that he lacks nothing and does not have to bend his head for his livelihood. The industry he inherits happens to be what he likes.

However, he had been helpless twice in his life and felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Once, my mother was injured back then.

Once, it's now.

The ward was quiet for too long, so long that the sentence just now seemed like an hallucination, and it dissipated by the wind, as if it had never appeared before.

But when Xu Changfeng saw Xia Wanxin's look, he knew that everything was true.

He pursed his lips tightly, and after a while, he walked to her side.

I felt her coldness and hostility closer, and then nodded: "Yes."

Xia Wan's eyelashes trembled.

She should hate her, but her eyes suddenly turned red and cracked.

The water vapor was filled with mist in her eyes and she forced her back.

She took a deep breath and asked calmly: "Why?"

Xu Changfeng's eyes closed slightly, and he bent down and sat on the chair weakly.

The chair seemed to be vulnerable like him, making a squeaking sound.

Xu Changfeng's heart also trembled.

Yes, why?

Even though I knew that Xiao Xingchen was her child, I hadn't revealed a word to her for so many years.

Seeing her blaming herself for the child, every year on Xiao Tangxin's birthday, she was like two split people. After celebrating Xiao Tangxin, she rushed to the temple to copy scriptures and miss the child there.

Xu Changfeng knows everything.

But he didn't mention it.

Another dead silence.

Xia Wanxin's eyes dimmed little by little, no longer had coldness or any emotion.

Her face was indifferent, her eyes were empty, and the light in her eyes disappeared little by little.

Xu Changfeng knew that when the light completely disappeared, there might be something that could never be saved.

His palms were tightly clasped, and the man who had always been as calm as the wind showed an anxious look.

A hoarse voice said, "It was after that, I guessed."

Xia Wanxin looked at him again.

Xu Changfeng exhaled heavily, as if he was about to vomit out all the turbidity in his chest.

He slowly told her the past little by little.

At that time, Xia Wanxin had difficulty giving birth and was one of the doctors present.

At the beginning, he was entrusted by Bo Qingyun to monitor this woman.

But gradually, as he came into contact, he felt more and more that there was something hidden, but he had no evidence.

But he had selfishness.

So he concealed that Xia Wan was thinking about the twins.

After giving birth to the first child that day, especially the second one, Xiao Xingchen was temporarily taken away.

He tried his best to let Xia Wanxin give birth to sweetheart.

When she fainted from exhaustion, news came from outside that the first boy died of suffocation.
Chapter completed!