Divorce and flash marriage, CEO ex-husband regrets heartbreak

Lou Xun was also trying to persuade Lou Jiao, "Mom, take it easy. Don't make things difficult for Tiantian and Jun Ye."

What he meant was that no matter how much he hated Di Guanwei, he was still their father and daughter. If something really went wrong, he would be the one who would be sad.

Lou Jiao and Gu Yulan had the same temperament. She glanced at him with a sidelong glance, her delicate eyebrows knitted together. "Go away, either come with me to smash this old man, or get out and don't get in my way."

Really, Tiantian is their group's darling little baby, look at what this old thing has tortured her into.

Not to mention Xuetuan, she even wanted to pick up a big knife and chop him down. What's the point of trying to persuade him? It's annoying just to listen to her.

Di Guanwei looked up and asked Lu Mian, "What does Lao Deng mean?"

Lu Mian shook his head. He didn’t know either.

"Fatty, why are you standing there like an idiot? Come on and smash it." Lou Jiao gritted her teeth when she saw Gu Yulan standing there.

It was as if he had a deep hatred for Di Guanwei.

Then the two hot-tempered women attacked Di Guanwei and Lu Mian again, and the scene was very chaotic.

Yin Hong and Lou Xun shook their heads, there was really nothing they could do about them.

However, seeing Di Guanwei holding his head and dodging, he felt inexplicably happy.

Tiantian, who was surrounded and attacked by Yaya and the others not far away, quickly discovered the situation on Di Guanwei and the others' side.

Almost subconsciously, the little girl rushed towards Di Guanwei, risking being attacked by Yaya and others.

Then she protected Di Guanwei with her small body, her pair of black and white eyes were clear and bright, and her voice was childish, "Grandpa, don't be afraid, Mo Lan will protect you."

At this moment, Di Guanwei could no longer hold back his tears. He tried to touch the little girl with trembling hands, but he couldn't.

Lou Jiao and Gu Yulan didn't stop their hands immediately, and two white snowballs hit the little girl directly.

The little girl was so thin and small that she staggered when the snowball hit her and then fell into the snow pile.

"Mo Lan."

"Tiantian."

Di Guanwei's voice and Yin Junye's Ruan Zheng sounded at the same time.

Then Yin Junye strode to the little girl and helped her up, his pair of eyes as cold as ice shot towards Gu Yulan and Lou Jiao.

He bit out the words, "Bullying my daughter?"

Seeing that he was about to lose his temper, Gu Yulan smiled awkwardly, "Little jackal, our hands..."

Before he could finish his words, a ball of white flew towards him.

Then, with her face covered with snow, she jumped around in fear of the cold. Seeing this, Lou Jiao wanted to escape, but in the blink of an eye, a group of snowflakes flew towards her, as fast as a gust of wind, leaving her no time to escape.

"Hahaha."

"Hahaha, this is fun."

Yaya and Xiaohetao laughed heartily when they saw the two of them were covered in snow.

The heavy snow in the yard was covered with toes of all sizes, intertwined, and there was a strong smell of fireworks.

The snowball fight lasted so long that everyone was exhausted and fell asleep.

night.

Deep and quiet.

Di Guanwei sat in a wheelchair with a blank look in his eyes and a lot of thoughts in his mind.

The scene of a dozen people playing snowball fights in the evening kept lingering in his mind, and his breathing became tight.

The hearty laughter and lively atmosphere were something the Di family had never experienced before.

He used to hate this kind of noisy sound the most, but now he craves it.

cough cough.

After playing for nearly two hours, even with a coat wrapped around me, I still felt cold.

So even after returning to his room and taking a hot shower, he still felt cold, bone-chillingly cold.

The heating has been turned up to the maximum, but my cold heart cannot be warmed up.

Di Guanwei clenched his hands hanging on his knees, his lips trembled slightly, and his eyelids twitched.

Mo Lan.

Thinking of the little girl who was almost deformed by him, his voice became hoarse.

dong dong dong.

There was a sudden knock on the door. Di Guanwei immediately concealed his worry and said softly, "Come in."

The person who came was Lu Mian, holding a bowl of hot ginger soup in his hand.

Di Guanwei raised his eyebrows when he saw him, "Didn't you go to bed?"

Lu Mian didn't answer him, but handed over the ginger soup in his hand, "Master, drink it quickly."

It's true that he was asleep, but the more he lay down, the more worried he became, so he got up and made him a bowl of ginger soup to drive away the cold.

There was no choice, Xiuzhi cooked for everyone but not for the master.

He originally wanted to steal his share and give it to the master, but Xiuzhi found out and dumped it directly into the trash can...

"Lu Mian, I was really wrong."

"Cough cough."

Di Guanwei didn't know if it was an illusion, but his health was extremely poor after the snowball fight.

I was either coughing or shivering. I wasn't cold, but I couldn't control it.

"Master, what's wrong with you? Why are you suddenly so emotional?"

Lu Mian noticed that his face looked very strange, frighteningly pale, and he felt a little panicked.

Di Guanwei stared out the window with a blank gaze, not taking the ginger soup from his hand. He said in a low voice, "Do you think I could imagine him calling me grandpa?"

Lu Mian: “…”

What's going on? What does the master mean by these incoherent words?

Wait, Grandpa? Did he want the young master to call him Grandpa?

"That kid hates me to the core, I'm afraid he never thought of it." Di Guanwei's face suddenly became lost, and his usually cloudy and sharp eyes were moist.

He didn't know if it was because his end was approaching that he became sentimental, but he always felt choked up and wanted to cry.

But crying is too embarrassing for someone like him who has been strong all his life.

"Master, don't think too much. The young master is obviously much closer to you now. I believe it won't be long before he is willing to call you grandpa." Lu Mian comforted.

Di Guanwei shook his head sadly. "Even if he wants to call me that, I don't have the face to respond. I'm not worthy. I'm not worthy of him calling me grandpa."

"Master, please don't do this. It makes me uncomfortable."

We were obviously having a lot of fun playing the snowball fight, so why is the master feeling sad?

"Go call the legal team over." Di Guanwei suddenly said.

Lu Mian's breathing stagnated. "Master, why did you call the lawyers?"

The tone of his voice sounded like he was making arrangements for his final affairs, which made him very nervous.

"Just go if I tell you to, don't talk nonsense." Di Guanwei said firmly.

He knew the condition of his own body and was afraid that he would not be able to hold on for a few more days, so he had to do what he had to do.

Because he didn't want to feel regret, guilt, or self-blame until the moment he closed his eyes.