
"A... The kid? What did you do to my daughter?" yang Fang Xi asked with a raised voice.
Han Ze Xin averted his eyes, he scratched his head that did not itch. Seeing Han Ze Xin remaining silent, Yang Fang Xi again asked, "What have you done? Fucking jerk! How dare you take a chance when I'm not on Qing Xia's side!"
The anger of Yang Fang Xi rose up to the crown, he was very emotional knowing that Qing Xia's body had already been touched by the man who was kneeling before him. Yang Fang Xi raised his hand, he beat Han Ze Xin's shoulder and shoulder many times.
While Qing Xia just stood still while laughing at the behavior of the two men in front of him.
"Sorry, Dad! Don't hit me again, I'll take responsibility. I will marry Qing Xia! Ow hell! Don't beat my head, I can be a fool later. Do you have no pity, if Qing Xia marries a stupid husband?"
"Who's Dad? I never had a boy! You don't confess to me, you sassy man!" yang Fang Xi said that he was still beating Han Ze Xin blindly.
Han Ze Xin continued to babble with a smile, occasionally he glanced towards Qing Xia who was laughing so happily. "Yang Qing Xia, I hope the laughter and smiles on your face, will always be visible every day." Han Ze Xin thought.
After tired of beating up Han Ze Xin, Yang Fang Xi again sat on the chair. He looked at Qing Xia's smiling face happily, his heart feeling warm and comfortable. Seeing that happy face, Yang Fang Xi realized, how much love Qing Xia had for Han Ze Xin.
"Wake up, I'll allow your marriage!" he said surrender, for Qing Xia's happiness.
"Thank you Dad, thank you!" said Qing Xia who immediately hugged her father.
Han Ze Xin prostrated three times, he then stood up. "Thank you Dad. I swear, I will take care and always love Qing Xia for the rest of my life."
"How many moons? What's?" qing Xia asked with a puzzled face.
Yang Fang Xi furrowed his brows, he looked at Han Ze Xin's face. "Pregnant, didn't she say you were pregnant?" he said in a high tone while widening the eyeballs to Han Ze Xin's face.
"I... That's...!" Qing Xia said with a stutter, she was confused as to how to explain to her father.
"Are you lying to me?" asked the impatient Yang Fang Xi.
"It's not so Dad! Actually...!" Qing Xia went back to silence, she had a hard time revealing the truth that would make her father hang.
Han Ze Xin held onto Qing Xia's arm, "Let me just explain." she whispered into Qing Xia's ear. Han Ze Xin realized that if Qing Xia had trouble telling the truth, she thought of replacing the woman, to explain everything that happened to her bride-to-be.
Qing Xia nodded obediently, he then closed his mouth while paying attention to Yang Fang Xi's face. The middle-aged man looked furious, he was prejudiced that the child Han Ze Xin said was just a lie to get his blessing from him.
"Dad! Actually, your granddaughter is now 4 years old."
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