Chapter 137

Xia Zhiyang immediately called someone to check the bracelet on Liang Jia's hand since he came out of the hospital. Sure enough, he got something. He looked at a stack of materials in front of him, which showed Liang Jia entered the Zhou family when she was a few years old, and wrote what she had done in the Zhou family over the years, one childhood photo after another. Xia Zhiyang's hand shaking with the photos, He looked at the little girls in the photos. It seemed that the bracelet had never left her and had been hanging on her wrist. Even the wedding with Zhou Xingchen was wearing the bracelet with dark blue.

But this bracelet is a token of love he gave to Xueer more than 20 years ago!

Is Liang Jia his daughter? Is that possible?

As soon as this idea came up, it was denied by Xia Zhiyang. He really didn't want to believe this fact. He didn't want to believe that it was his daughter that he had been harming all along.

But... What about this bracelet?

He suddenly thought that Xia qin'er had shown him this bracelet several times. In the middle of it, would it have something to do with qin'er.

The room was quiet.

Zhou Xingchen's action is a little light. He opens the door and stares at Xia qin'er, whose hair has already become messy under the pull of the security guard. His eyes become deeper and deeper, and there is a sense of killing under them.

He turned his head and closed the door carefully. This time, he walked straight to Xia qin'er.

Against the light, the corner of Zhou Xingchen's mouth is addicted to a cruel smile and stares at her.

Xia qin'er's eyes seemed to look at him with panic. A few words were brewing in her red lips: "Xing Chen... Xing Chen... Do you still love me?" With that, her white fingers wanted to grab Zhou Xingchen's sleeve again. It's a pity that the security guards on the left and right sides held her hand tightly, so that she could not touch his collar.

Zhou Xingchen stood in front of her, looking down at her pale face, with a cold smile at the corner of his mouth. He lowered his eyes and slowly approached Xia qin'er's earlobe. A chill came out of his mouth. Xia qin'er's body could not help but froze and listened to his words in a very small voice.

"You think that if you killed my child and made Liang Jia almost die, how can I do to you in the way I did by Zhou Xingchen?"

Looking at Zhou Xingchen's smiling face, Xia qin'er's palm slowly condenses a cold sweat. She wants to continue to grab Zhou Xingchen's collar, but she is tightly held by the security guard. Her face is a bit ferocious, and her eyes stare at Zhou Xingchen plaintively: "no, no, no... Xing Chen, You won't do this to me, will you... "

"Don't worry." Zhou Xingchen's Danfeng eyes suddenly appeared a bit lazy. He sorted out the clothes that Xia qiner had messed up at the bottom. His eyes were deep. He stared at Xia qiner with a smile and whispered: "I absolutely will let you enjoy your fruit."

Xia qin'er trembles involuntarily with the intention of killing hidden in the words, and stares at Zhou Xingchen in disbelief

"Take her down and find a place for her to have a good rest." After thinking for a while, Zhou Xingchen pulled the security guard who was going to leave. His voice was a little low, close to the security guard's ear: "find a place to lock her up, confiscate all her valuables and mobile phones, I can't fly if I want her to insert wings."

In order to avoid the recurrence of the last ward change, Zhou Xingchen invested a lot of money in this hospital, which is now the behind the scenes shareholder of the hospital. How could the security guard not listen to him.

Xia qin'er, since you can do this at the beginning, you have to pay the price of killing my child. You deserve it! All the pain and suffering, I want you to taste it again.

At lunch time, there was no one in the corridor of the hospital. Zhou Xingchen was lighting a cigarette in the corridor, spitting out a few mouthfuls of smoke from time to time, staring at the thick smoke, a little stunned.

He didn't smoke much before, but since Liang Jia wasn't with him and lost their children, it seemed that he couldn't stop smoking one after another.

The elevator door dropped to this floor and was suddenly opened. The nurse in white came with a large bag of maintenance products. The red exquisite gift bag was hooked with a few gold threads. At a glance, she knew it was something from a rich family.

Zhou Xingchen picked an eyebrow, and Danfeng glanced at the blushing nurse standing in front of him. Only then did she look lazily at the little nurse.

"Mr. Xia asked me to bring this to you. He said it was a gift for Mrs. Zhou." The little nurse took the red gift bag and looked at it again. Her eyes showed the light of envy.

Mr. Xia? Xia Zhiyang?

Ah, Zhou Xingchen stirred up a sneer. Before he could return, he was stopped."You take it."

In front of the door of the ward stood Liang Jia, who was a little haggard. Her face was a little pale, and her eyes were coldly staring at the nurse, with a delicate bag in her hand: "anyway, this bag will be thrown into the garbage can at last."

"Why... Such a good gift..." the little nurse held the ball tightly and asked reluctantly.

Liang Jia did not answer her words, just turned around and stopped: "because, it is rubbish."

After killing her son, what plot did you think of to deal with her this time? Because she's not dead, so I want to kill her again and again, right?

Standing on one side, Zhou Xingchen happened to receive a message. He frowned and scratched the message. After reading the message, his eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the screen, evoking a sneer. Then I put away my cell phone, and my face returned to its calm appearance. It's like never getting that message.

He looked at Liang jiaruo thinking and staring at him. He gathered the difference between his eyes and eyebrows and walked over. He gently held her in his arms and protected her into the ward. There was only a little nurse with a dull face.

That message is nothing else. It is Xia Zhiyang's message that he discussed with Zhou Xingchen in the past. It simply says that he is willing to use one-third of Xia's group's shares in exchange for the calming down of this incident and ask him to release Xia qiner.

This kind of shameless request, probably only Xia family can do it.

Xia Zhiyang sits on the sofa, in front of him is soaking the fragrant Dahongpao. The fragrance of tea floats all over the room, but it doesn't reach his heart. Xia Zhiyang stares at the screen that hasn't responded for a long time and tightens his brows.

Knowing that Xia qin'er has been kidnapped, his anger will not come out. How can this daughter be so impatient? She has to collide with Liang Jia and Zhou Xingchen at this time. This time! He was put under house arrest by Zhou Xingchen!

Moreover, his eyes were deep, staring at the tea cup in front of him, as if he was thinking about something.

"Ding Dong." The phone vibrated slightly and the screen suddenly lit up. He looked down at Zhou Xingchen's reply. He could not help but sneer and stare at the one word message. His hand was tightly folded and clenched into a fist.

"No