Xia Yan spent a lot of energy before finally climbing up the stairs, walking with heavy steps to the bedroom door, and banging the door panel hard, "Is there anyone there? Come open the door quickly, the old lady is injured!!"

After a few minutes, a servant finally opened the door.

A large group of people screamed and went to call 120. Where Yi Meifeng's body passed by, there were still traces of blood flowing down.

Xia Yan was frightened by what she saw. She came out of the bedroom holding her belly, walked downstairs step by step, and walked towards the door.

She has forgotten how long it has been since she breathed the outside air. At this moment, she only feels that freedom is hard-won.

The night was dark and it was still snowing outside.

Xia Yan stood at the door and could already feel the strong wind.

After a while, a light gradually shone in from the yard. She covered her face with the back of her hand and squinted her eyes to look outside.

I saw that the sports car in front finally turned off, and then a tall figure jumped out.

The man was wearing a pair of black leather boots, a white shirt tucked into his waist, and his short hair was a little messy, but it did not affect his kingly aura at all.

He strode forward, and when he was about to approach, his sharp eyes like an eagle suddenly raised.

When their eyes met, the air around them seemed to condense.

Xia Yan thought she would cry and throw herself into his arms, but at this time, her heart was so quiet that even she felt surprised.

It was as if acupoints had been tapped on his body, and he couldn't move for a long time.

"Sir, old lady..."

"Go away—" Yi Beihan glared angrily at the person next to him, kicked him away, and stared at Xia Yan for a moment.

Yi Beihan took steps and walked forward quickly. Looking at the woman who was getting closer and closer, the corners of his lips raised slightly.

His messy short hair fluttered in the cold wind, and the previous haze and pain were swept away.

The two of them looked at each other quietly through a glass window.

The man stepped forward, put one hand on the door handle, and turned it gently.

The familiar face gradually became clear in the opened gap. Yi Beihan's eyes were firmly locked on Xia Yan's face, and his throat was choked.

She lost weight, lost a lot of weight...

"Xia Yan..."

Yi Beihan called softly and finally pushed the door open completely.

Only then did he notice her bulging belly. He stared at Xia Yan in disbelief, and his outstretched hand stopped in mid-air.

I don't know whether to touch her face or her belly first.

The loose and thin clothes could no longer cover her growing belly, but she had lost weight, as thin as a child.

I saw him slowly stretching out his hand and reaching for Xia Yan's helplessly intertwined fingers.

Xia Yan took his hand, pressed it on his lower abdomen, and slammed her thin body into the man's arms, leaning against him.

"Baby..." Yi Beihan's voice was choked with sobs, "I'm sorry, I'm late."

Xia Yan held back her tears, opened her mouth and bit his shoulder.

Yi Beihan put a hand on her back and let her bite him, "Baby, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lost you..."

Xia Yan whimpered, and finally let go until he tasted blood in his mouth.

"I thought I would never see you again... She told me that you were dead, and I was going to go with you." Yi Beihan hugged Xia Yan tightly. This feeling of being lost and found made him feel uneasy for a long time.

calm.

He never thought that he would see her again in his lifetime.

Xia Yan pinched his back with her fingers, and her tears soaked his shirt.

"Baby, have you suffered a lot of grievances?"

Yi Beihan held her face in his hands and frowned.
Chapter completed!