Divorce and flash marriage, CEO ex-husband regrets heartbreak

After a while, Yin Junye left the room.

Only Mo Lan and Di Guanwei were left in the room, and the atmosphere was a little quiet.

Mo Lan's small body stood on the edge of the bed, his head slightly lowered, his eyes flickering with anxiety, and the look of a little boy who was listening to instructions was deeply ingrained.

Di Guanwei turned his head to look at the little girl who lowered her head. His deep voice suppressed the sobs that surged up in his body. "Mo Lan, do you hate your great grandfather?"

The little girl shook her head woodenly, her words somewhat mechanically, "I don't hate you. Mo Lan knows that Grandpa is doing this for my own good."

This was the idea that Di Guanwei had instilled in her since she was a child, so Mo Lan answered it with ease.

But now, when Di Guanwei heard this, he suddenly burst into tears, his bony body trembled uncontrollably, and he slowly reached out to touch the little girl's head.

But I can't touch it, and I don't have the face to touch it.

He took her back to the Di family when she was seven months old. At that time, she was lively and playful, her babbling was so cute, and the little girl loved to crawl around like a naughty monkey.

If you weren't paying attention, she would crawl around in the huge living room. Lu Mian was so panicked that he followed her closely, fearing that the little girl would bump into anything.

Of course, the little girl is also very delicate. She can't be scolded or yelled at. If you say something harsh to her, she will cry loudly and make a lot of noise.

Also, the little girl’s eyesight was not very good at that time, and she would call out “Daddy, Daddy” when she saw him.

The scene of the little girl returning to the Di family played in his mind like a movie. Di Guanwei felt as if a knife was stabbing himself, and the pain made him tremble and twitch.

In the blink of an eye, the little girl is almost four years old.

Time flies!

But Di Guanwei knew that the fast time for him was a quagmire for the little girl. Even so, the little girl never told him a word about the abuse and suffering she suffered during the strict training.

Why didn't she say anything? Perhaps he was so domineering that he only cared about the results and not the process.

A dull sob suddenly escaped from Di Guanwei's trembling lips, and then he couldn't control his emotions and burst into tears.

He swore that this was the most embarrassing time he had ever cried in his life. Even when Ah He died and Di He went crazy, he had never cried like this.

Lu Mian was right, he was a cold-hearted person, so cold-hearted people have no emotions.

He doesn't have much enthusiasm for his wife, children, parents, or grandchildren.

He was obsessed with Di.

But now, he felt a crazy regret and guilt towards this little girl who was just over three years old.

But what could any amount of regret and guilt change? Could it return the little girl to her seven-month-old self? Could it return her to the age of babbling?

She couldn't go back, she couldn't go back to the past, nor could she erase the shadows she had endured, and those shadows were given to her by her great-grandfather Di Guanwei.

No wonder that woman Xiuzhi called him worse than pigs and dogs, and no wonder that boy Yin Junye called him an old beast.

He is actually more inhumane than the old beast.

Because anyone with a shred of humanity would never snatch a crying seven-month-old baby away from her parents, treat her badly after snatching her away, and throw her into a hell on earth where she is subjected to harsh training.

It is said that it is for her own good, so that she can become a successful person in the future, but what is the reality?

Di Guanwei cried uncontrollably, his beating heart seemed to be torn in two, and the pain made his face turn blue and pale.

He pounded his chest fiercely and violently, trying to breathe more easily. However, the more he pounded, the tighter it became, and the more uncomfortable he felt.

It felt like he was trapped in an airtight container. His breathing gradually became thinner and more fragile. Without fresh air, his face turned purple and his pupils became bloodshot, until he finally died completely.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? I'll go call a doctor." Mo Lan was frightened by the way he pounded his chest fiercely, and his little face turned pale.

She turned around and prepared to call for help, but Di Guanwei called out to her hoarsely, "Mo Lan."

After calling out the little girl's name, Di Guanwei tried his best to regulate his breathing. His dim eyes gradually brightened and revealed a bit of brilliance, which was very different from his previous self.

"Grandpa is fine." He patted the edge of his bed and said, "Sit down."

"Mo Lan can just stand." The little girl said a little stiffly.

Di Guanwei glanced at her, and without forcing her, he began to find some light-hearted topics to chat about. "Mo Lan, do you know what you looked like when your great-grandfather first brought you back to the Di family?"

The little girl looked up suddenly when she heard the words, her hands moving restlessly, and her face showed a horrified expression as if she had seen a ghost.

If she hadn't heard it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed that these words came from her great-grandfather's mouth.

Di Guanwei saw through the little girl's anxiety and fear and continued, "When we took you back to the Di family, your parents raised you like a spoiled child. You cried and made a fuss, and you loved to crawl around."

"Your eyesight isn't good, yet you still call me dad. You don't know how angry my great grandfather was when he heard you say that. I'm wondering if there's something wrong with your eyes, little girl. Otherwise, why would you call an old man like me dad?"

"But later, Di He, after your grandfather appeared, you never called your great-grandfather dad again. I know that you regarded him as your father. After all, Jun Ye looks 80% like him."

"Mo Lan, my great grandfather has always been very strong and has never felt guilty or self-blamed towards anyone, but only towards you, little girl..."

"Grandfather knows that no matter what I do today, it can't make up for the harm I've done to you, nor can it dispel the shadow in your heart. But Mo Lan, Grandfather hopes that you can be a child again, a treasure held in the palm of your parents' hands, a child who knows how to act coquettishly and loves to laugh."

"So... cough cough." Di Guanwei coughed heavily.

Seeing this, the sensible Mo Lan immediately brought him a cup of water, but he waved his hand to indicate that he refused.

Then he spoke again in a serious voice: "Grandfather has decided to disqualify you from being the heir to the Di family. In addition, you are not allowed to interfere in anything related to the Di family in the future. Also, from now on, there will be no Di Molan in Country K. There will only be Yin Tiantian."

"Great-grandfather." Mo Lan's lips pouted, and tears fell from her red eyes like beads from a broken string.

There's no Di Molan name? Doesn't great-grandfather want her anymore?

Di Guanwei: Silly girl, the name Di Molan is a shadow in your heart, and your great-grandfather doesn’t want it to follow you around for the rest of your life.