The Most Loving Marriage In History: Master Mu’s Pampered Wife

He struggled for a moment, and it was very difficult to raise his hand and pick up the oxygen mask on his face...

"grandfather……"

Xi Xia night sucked his nose and caught his hand, and Mu Chen also slightly raised his body.

"Nothing... just... just waiting to see... see you."

Xi Jiyang’s voice is already very weak. Every time he says a word, it seems to be very difficult. The voice seems to be very dry.

Mu Chen dusted the water on the side of the bed cabinet, carefully fed him a few mouthfuls to help him ease, Xi Jiyang only slightly slowed down.

"Don't be busy, sit down..."

Watching Xia Xia night, twisting the warm towel to help him wipe his hands, Xi Jiyang said with difficulty. "This time it is not going to happen. Your father has been busy for a while..."

"No, Grandpa, you can live a long life. After you have passed this, you haven't seen our wedding. How could it not be possible? And Mu Xiaochen said that he would go to Xiyuan to hire immediately. Grandpa...you have to hurry up..."

On the summer night, Xi Jiyang’s hand was tightly held, and the hoarse voice suppressed the acidity, and the crystal in the eyes began to spin.

After divorcing Shen Wenna, Ximushan was busy all day, and she had no time to take care of her. When she was wronged and bullied, Xi Jiyang mostly defended her. For Xi Jiyang, she was grateful no matter what, if not... she should also It is more to give him some care, but whenever she steps into the West Park, she will feel a pain in her chest.

In the West Park, she is more like an outsider, so it would be better not to go back.

Now that she sees Xi Jiyang like this, she is uncomfortable in her heart.

"We are afraid that we will not be able to catch up with the wedding. I will see you have a good time... Just fine... A dust... Better for summer night, she is a good girl..."

Xi Jiyang looked up and looked at Mu Xiaochen with a hard look. He said weakly.

"Grandpa, please rest assured, I will."

Mu Yuchen leaned over and was very solemn.

Xi Jiyang swallowed a hard water, and the thin hands clenched the summer night. The glory of the old eyes gradually disappeared. He looked at Xixia night, and the dry lips moved gently for a while. Then I spit out a sentence, "Summer night... These years...I am sorry for your mother and daughter, your mother is also a good woman... Grandpa didn't expect a moment of selfishness, but it hurts your family... Don't resent Your father... cough, cough... In these years, he has worked harder than anyone else..."

Xi Jiyang has been a little embarrassed, but he still struggles to finish his speech, and has coughed a few times. Mu Mochen will bring him an oxygen mask.

"I know, Grandpa, don't say it, I know, I have never resentful of my father... You don't have to say it, take a break, it will be good in a few days..."

Xi Xia night looked at Xi Jiyang's difficult breathing and struggled. The tears in his eyes could not be controlled, and he dripped his hands tightly on Xi Jiyang.

Xi Jiyang is now just the moment of dying, raising his hand and taking the oxygen mask. "Don't be sad, life and death... Your wedding... I'm afraid there is no way to participate, but Grandpa still left you a dowry... ...a dust, drawer...drawer..."

Xi Jiyang shuddered and pointed at the drawer beside him. Mu Chen slammed his hand and opened the drawer. He saw that it was a portfolio. He quickly took it out and handed it to Xi Jiyang.

Xi Jiyang shook hands and took it over. He handed it to the summer night. "This is the dowry that Grandpa left for you. Grandpa knows that Yueying can't keep it sooner... Let you sign it, to help your father find those." Unbearable evidence... Your grandmother is a very smart woman, coughing... She designed your father and photographed those photos... You have to know that once those things are exposed, your father... children, I also hope You can understand my feelings as a father, so I only advised your mother to divorce your father..."

Hearing this, Xi Xia night was shocked!

Some unbelievably looked at Xi Jiyang...

"I, I... I hope you can help me apologize to your mother... I am sorry for her, it is my selfishness that caused all these tragedies... Summer night, Ahdust..."

"We are, Grandpa..."

Xi Xia night raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corner of his eyes, sucked his nose, and held Xi Jiyang's hand tightly.

"Promise... promise a grandfather one thing... to have a good life, help your father to bring your mother back to you... okay... cough..."

After a sentence is not finished, it is a light cough, and the focal length in the eye is gradually dissipating.

During the summer night, there was tears in the rain, and nodded again and again. "Good, good, I promise you, Grandpa, as long as you can get better, I promise you everything, I promise you everything..."

When I heard her say this, Xi Jiyang’s face was revealed by a long-lost smile.

"Good... that's good... well..."

Then I gradually swallowed.

Xi Xia night was lowering his head and silently falling into tears. He felt that Xi Jiyang’s hand was softened, and then he looked up. Xi Jiyang had closed his eyes. When the next shock, he whispered and whispered. Grandpa... Grandpa..."

"Doctors!"

Mu Xiaochen held the shoulder of Xia Xia and called the doctor.

As soon as he heard the voice, Ximushan rushed in. However, Xi Jiyang in the hospital bed had no breath. The doctor and the nurse also rushed in quickly. After shaking it, he shook his head.

"The mayor, the father went..."

The doctor is very heavy.

The curtains of the mountain were red, wiped an eye, turned around, nodded, waved at them, and the doctor quickly retired.

"grandfather……"

Xia Xia night can no longer control the crying, and then turned to the arms of Mu Chen’s arms, and he couldn’t help himself...

Mu Xiaochen did not make a sound, but just reached out and hugged him. His silent eyes revealed a sorrowful sorrow and looked at Xi Jiyang, who had passed away on the hospital bed.

The Ximu Mountain is also a red-eyed eye. It is struggling with a blink of an eye. Carefully put Xi Jiyang’s hand outside the quilt and put it back.

"Dad, let's go, I don't blame you, not hate."

Ximushan said, could not help but raise his hand and wiped an eye, admiring the dust, clearly can see the wetness of his palm flashing.

"There is no illness there, Grandpa will rest in peace, father, you should not be too sad, life and death is such a thing, remember him."

Mu Xiaochen was still in his arms and was still crying in the summer night. He said this to Ximushan.