Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

In the study, Ling Gu sat on the tea table with brewed tea on the table in front of him, but he didn't take a sip.

He looked up at the woman who came in and said, "Sit down."

Qiao Ruyi sat down nervously. She didn't know why Ling Gu suddenly called her over, and he called her alone without asking Ling Che.

She looked at the old man in front of her. The last time she came during the Spring Festival, he was still in good spirits. After not seeing him for a few months, the old man had a lot more silver hair on his temples, and his voice was full of vicissitudes of life when he spoke.

Qiao Ruyi opened her mouth and called out, "Grandpa."

Ling Gu didn't respond and let out a long sigh.

Qiao Ruyi raised her hand and poured him a cup of hot tea. "Grandpa, are you feeling unwell?"

Ling Gu opened his eyes slightly, watched her pour the tea, and slowly said, "A Che went abroad, right?"

"Well," Qiao Ruyi lowered her eyes and agreed softly, "I'm going to take care of some things."

"He's too busy. He has to make all the decisions for himself, the company, and everything in Qiao's organization." Ling Gu sighed, "At my age, I can't help at all."

He took a photo album from the table next to him, and his old fingers turned the cover and stroked it carefully.

"Ah Che wasn't like this when he was little. I still remember when he was just born, he was fair and tender with big eyes, like a doll. At that time, I was saying, how could a boy look as beautiful as a little girl."

Ling Gu handed the photo album to Qiao Ruyi and talked about the past, "In my life, I only have two children, his father and his aunt. His father felt sorry for his mother's hard work during childbirth, so he only wanted Ah Che as his child."

Qiao Ruyi's fingers trembled slightly as she took the thick stack of photo albums.

The first one was a picture of a fair, tender, delicate and beautiful baby, whose eyebrows and eyes were exactly the same as Ling Che's.

Qiao Ruyi's eyes were filled with tears.

"So, Che has been raised in our care since he was born. Before he was four, he was lively and active, intelligent, and could learn anything quickly. Whether it was playing chess, painting, riding horses, or archery, he mastered everything to perfection."

Ling Gu seemed to be thinking of those long-ago days, with a smile in his eyes, but when he spoke again, his voice sounded old and mature.

"When she was four, Yuwei fell ill. Ache's father secretly sent her to a sanatorium and kept the news secret. After Yuwei's illness, Zhengqing became increasingly busy and had no time to spend with Ache. Ache was filled with endless classes every day, from cultural studies to foreign languages ​​to business... Before he was six, he had become a machine who only knew how to attend classes. The high-pressure courses devoured his childhood."

Ling Gu's voice was filled with deep pity and helplessness, his eyes dimmed, and he let out a long sigh.

"Since then, Ah Che has changed. He doesn't like to talk or laugh, and his whole personality is cold. Every time he comes back from school, his face is covered with scars, and it's obvious that he's been in fights. When we ask him about it, he won't say anything. He's stubborn, and since he doesn't talk, his father doesn't intervene."

"Later I found out that he got into fights because other children from aristocratic families were secretly saying that he was a motherless child. No mother to supervise him, no mother to teach him."

Qiao Ruyi's heart trembled suddenly.

No wonder when I first saw him as a child, he had scars on his face, deep and shallow, as if he didn't feel pain.

The photo album in his hand was very thick, but most of it contained photos of Ling Che when he was a child.

Ling Gu looked at the photo album in her hand. "He hasn't had a photo taken since he was four years old. His father sent him abroad when he was six."

"Do you know why you sent him away?" Ling Gu asked her.

Qiao Ruyi looked at Ling Gu and shook her head slightly.

She only knew that Ling Che had lived alone in Country Y for more than ten years.

"Because there are so many people who want to harm him." Ling Gu's eyes were filled with a faraway look. "There are so many people who want to bring down our Ling family. He's the only son in the Ling family, and he's still young and harmless, so all those people's malice is focused on him. To keep him alive, his father had no choice but to secretly send him abroad. To prevent his whereabouts from being exposed, he didn't allow anyone to visit him."

"I know you'll definitely think his father's methods are too extreme, and it's too cruel to treat a six-year-old like that." Ling Gu smiled helplessly, "But there's nothing we can do. Otherwise, Che would have been gone long ago."

"In these short twenty-odd years, Ah Che has endured so much and shouldered so much. Only a year after he returned to China, his father was murdered."

Qiao Ruyi was startled, her heart ached so much that she couldn't breathe, as if thousands of needles were piercing her heart.

Ling Gu looked at her as if he could see through her. "The police ruled it an accidental death. Over the years, he has been secretly investigating the cause of his father's death and the murderer behind it. He planned everything, endured it, and took every step carefully. His life was very difficult."

"My grandson may not even have a chance to breathe in these years."

Ling Gu sighed deeply and continued, "I've lived for so many years. To me, revenge is actually unimportant. I just hope that my only grandson can be safe and sound, that he can protect our Ling family and pass on our Ling family's business. That's enough."

He looked at Qiao Ruyi, whose face was gradually turning pale, with a deep gaze. "Girl, you are a smart person. You know what I am going to say, right?"

Qiao Ruyi clenched her palms tightly, her face pale.

Her eyes were fixed on the delicate and beautiful little boy in the photo album, a little boy who looked like a porcelain doll.

It's not like she hadn't thought about it before. She was pretty, and Ling Che was pretty too. The child they had would definitely be very, very beautiful.

Her vision gradually blurred and she ran her fingers over the toddler in the photo.

Maybe... like this when he was a kid, so handsome.

But she couldn't give birth.

As early as when Ling Gu called her and didn't even call her "Ruyi girl", she had vaguely guessed that something might have happened that made her grandfather unhappy.

Tears fell on the photo album, Qiao Ruyi looked up at Ling Gu, "Grandpa... I just -"

"It's just that it's hard to get pregnant, not that you can't get pregnant, right?" Ling Gu interrupted her, "And Che told you that he doesn't mind, right?"

Qiao Ruyi was speechless. It turned out that Ling Gu knew everything.

"Those are just comforting words from the doctor. If it's difficult to get pregnant, then you can't get pregnant." Ling Gu said, "Ache said he doesn't mind, but does he really not mind?"

Qiao Ruyi lowered her eyes, she believed that what Ling Che said was true.

It doesn't matter whether she can have a baby or not, Ling Che won't mind.

As if he could see what she was thinking, Ling Gu's tone sank slightly. "Even if Ah Che really doesn't mind, he is the Ling family's only son. If the Ling family's incense is cut off with him, how can you be worthy of the Ling family's ancestors?"

"Girl, it's not that grandpa wants to break you up, it's just that you two are really not suitable to be together."

Ling Gu took out a photo with trembling hands and placed it on the table. "Do you know why I want to meet you alone? It's because I know A Che has you in his heart, and I don't want you to be too embarrassed in front of him."