Xia Lin didn't know what was going on outside, and was about to get up to look, but Xia Liang held his shoulder: "I'm afraid the other party is coming for me, so I should come forward."

Xia Liang opened the door and went out, and happened to meet Ying Mohua in the living room downstairs. Ying Mohua tickled the corner of his mouth at him: "Xia Liang, it seems that your assistant does not welcome me very much."

Zhou Shuo pursed his lips, although his face was calm, but seeing that Xia Liang had come forward, he couldn't say anything more.

Xia Liang stood by the handrail on the second floor and looked at him condescendingly, with an indifferent expression on his face, and he could not see the joy and anger: "I don't know why Ying always visited late at night, why?"

Ying Mohua smiled and said, "Aliang, I haven't seen you for a few days, why did you see me like that? I heard that Mrs. Xia passed away, and I came here to express my condolences because I was afraid that you would be too sad."

As soon as he said these words, everyone unexpectedly focused their attention on Xia Liang.

Zhou Shuo's chest heaved for a moment, but he resisted not having a seizure.

In fact, the night he returned to the Zero Realm, he saw Ying Mohua in the dark sending Xia Liang back. It is impossible to say that he had no grudges at that time. But he chose to believe in Xia Liang and said nothing about it.

But at this moment, Ying Mo Huashang is rushing to find him unhappy, which is simply challenging his bottom line as an Alpha. If this kind of thing happened to the ABO family, it would not be illegal to draw a gun on the spot to fight for your life.

At this time, Xia Liang was also a little annoyed.

During the wake of the dead, even Zhou Shuo, who had a close relationship with him and even shared flesh and blood, did not dare to show any intimacy with him in the Xia family's old house. This should be better for Mo Hua. When he entered the old house, he violated his taboo as soon as he opened his mouth. To say that he came to express his condolences sincerely, Xia Liang would not believe it if he was beaten to death.

What's more, he had already spoken to Ying Mohua very clearly that night, and believe that Ying Mohua's IQ would not be incomprehensible. Now Ying Mohua still pretends to be ambiguous with him in front of everyone, so that others, especially his family, mistakenly think that there is some unclear relationship between them, his intentions are too sinister.

"Ying always has a heart," Xia Liang pressed down the anger in his heart and nodded in greeting, "but the memorial service has ended, and now is the wake period for the descendants of the direct descendants. In order not to disturb the purity of the deceased, please stop in the mourning hall."

Ying Zong narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him: "Xia Liang, do you have to talk to me like this?"

Xia Liang met his gaze without evading and did not give any response.

Over the years, he has been keeping his promise with Zhou Shuo while detouring with Ying Mohua. He has long been exhausted. Now Zhou Shuo has brought Xia Xia back.

He had been hanging on for four years and finally made a decision, and finally made an important decision, and he didn't want to continue with Ying Mohua in vain.

At the moment when the two sides fell into a silent confrontation, the door of the small bedroom on the second floor opened a crack, and Xia Xia, who was in a daze, said inarticulately: "Dad, I'm thirsty."

The look on Xia Liang's face softened instantly, she walked over and picked her up and said, "Dad will take you to drink water."

Ying Mohua saw that Xia Liang came downstairs with a girl of unknown origin, and entered the restaurant as if no one else was there. His face was strange for a moment, and he couldn't believe it: "Xia Liang, this child...is it yours?"

"Yes." Xia Liang replied calmly.

"Is it your own?"

"Don't you look like me?" Xia Liang asked back.

Ying Mohua's face finally sank: "When did you get married and when did you have children, why don't I know?"

"The marriage hasn't ended yet," Xia Liang's eyes swept over Zhou Shuo's face lightly, revealing a faint smile, "I'll make it up later when I have a chance. As for children, when I have children, I need to go through someone else. Agree? Shouldn't it be too lenient?"

When Zhou Shuo heard this sentence, he was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that Xia Liang was promising him a marriage contract in public, and his heart suddenly surged, and his hostile expression when facing Mo Hua was about to become tense. Living.

Ying Mohua didn't notice Zhou Shuo's weird expression about whether to laugh or not. He was still caught in the huge blow that Xia Liang already had a child, and he asked relentlessly, "Who is the child's mother?"

Xia Liang's face turned cold: "Why, is Ying always planning to embarrass a weak woman?"

Zhou Shuo, who was labelled a "weak woman" for no reason, wanted to do the most at the moment, throw Ying Mohua out of the gate of the Xia family's old house.

Ying Mohua was obviously irritated by Xia Liang's repeated contempt, and said with a gloomy face: "Xia Liang, you should know that the Xia Group is nothing to me at all, if I want to stumble you. , it's just a matter of words."

As soon as he said this, everyone present couldn't listen.

Xia Lin, who had just come out of the mourning hall, was about to speak, but Song Yan took the lead and said: "Mr. Ying, it is better to have one more friend than one enemy in the business field. I think you should understand this principle. Don't say that the Song Xia family are in-laws, Even if there is no such relationship, with the friendship between our Song family and Xia family for several generations, I will definitely not stand idly by."

Song Yan said these words, originally just to make Xia Lin feel relieved, there is no need to be angry about this kind of thing, but Xia Liang continued his words: "Song Yan, with your words, I am relieved."

"Huh?" Song Yan had a bad premonition.

Hearing Xia Liang continue: "I was still worried about what to do if the company was handed over to Xiaolin and no one would assist him, but since you have already achieved such a consciousness, I have nothing to worry about."

"What?" Song Yan and Xia Lin called out almost in unison.

Xia Lin ran down the stairs and said, "Brother, are you kidding me, are you going to hand over the company to me?"

"Yes," Xia Liang's face was calm, "Actually, I wanted to tell you about this before, but I was interrupted."

"But I don't have any experience with managing companies...

"Isn't there Song Yan," Xia Liang said, "I believe that with Song Yan's ability, even if you stay at home and do nothing, he can still take care of you very well."

Song Yan couldn't help laughing: "I said Brother Liang, aren't you joking? Xia's decades of foundation, let go if you say it? Do you have any other difficulties or..."

"I plan to emigrate." Xia Liang said, touching Xia Xia's hair.

Xia Xia's eyes lit up as soon as she heard it, and she wrapped her arms around Xia Liang's neck and slapped him hard on his face.

Zhou Shuo had already had a hunch in his heart when he heard Xia Liang mention marriage, but he was still not sure. Hearing his words now, his excitement was beyond words, and he thought that Xia Liang could do something for him. At this level, he would die without any regrets even if his liver and brain were smashed to the ground.

The person in the worst mood at this time was Ying Mohua. He thought that Xia Shi was Xia Liang's seven inches, as long as he grasped this key point, Xia Liang would be as soft as before.

But he never expected that Xia Liang would cut this key off himself with his own hands.

Ying Mohua didn't feel good in front of everyone, so he barely stabilized his emotions and asked, "Where do you want to emigrate?"

"It's not going to America anyway." Xia Liang glanced at him lightly.

Ying Mohua sneered: "Do you think that if you don't go to the United States, I can't do anything about you? Even if you go to the ends of the earth, I can make you live in peace for the rest of your life."

Xia Liang didn't want to spend any more time with him: "Mr. Ying, walk slowly and don't send it off."