At this time, Han Xue sneered again, not intending to hide her inner disgust at all.
âHe Xiyan, Iâm not against you coming to see Xixi, but I hope you wonât come back to my house next time. If you want to see your daughter, Iâll send her to you.â Han Xue said in a deep voice. She used two wordsâ âmy houseâ, indicating that she was the hostess of the castle.
Xia Jingshu smiled awkwardly. She held out her wrinkled hand as if intending to hold the hands of her daughter-in-law in front. However, He Xiyan stepped back and avoided.
She didnât like such pretense of intimacy.
âXiyanâ¦â Xia Jingshu paused and said awkwardly, âHan Xue is outspoken. Donât worry. Well, if you want to see Xixi later, just call me. Iâm still the old number. Do you remember? Iâll ask someone to send Xixi over. You appear in the castle like this, if the media photographs you, there will be much gossip. You donât want to be obsessed with the media, do you? â
Xia Jingshu said so euphemistically, but her words indeed made the listeners feel disgusted.
He Xiyan frowned, a trace of unhappiness flashing through her eyes. But just as she was about to speak, she heard her daughterâs roaring voice:
âGrandma, this is my castle. Why canât my mother come here?â Xixi said angrily, two small hands all clenched into small fists. Her facial expression also changed from happiness to fury.
He Xiyan was stunned, somewhat surprised that Xixi should say so, and was even more surprised that Xixi would protect her mother whom she hadnât seen for several years.
She chuckled and looked at Xia Jingshu, a person she once respected very much, but now she didnât need to.
âAunt Xia, I remember that I once revised the divorce agreement and let Xixi inherit this house. Then is it inappropriate for me to come to my daughterâs house?â He Xiyan asked in return, frowning with a hint of unhappiness.
Xia Jingshu was embarrassed, looking at He Xiyan with some kind of avoidance in her eyes. Finally, she didnât speak. It was true that the house was her granddaughter Xixiâs. It was a fact.
Han Xue, on the other side, held her fingers tightly, and her nails were almost pressed into her palm. She bit her teeth, and her face was covered with hatred.
She still couldnât accept the fact that the castle had become Ye Zixiâs.
He Xiyan looked at Han Xue again. Seeing her surging with anger, she had figured out the womanâs thoughts at the moment. She was simply afraid that she would come back and steal the manâs heart.
âMiss Han.â He Xiyan sneered and said, âIf I were you, I would not have said such stupid words. Besides, you donât have to be so alert around me. I just came to see my daughter. As for the person you care about, I donât want to see, and thereâs no need to see in this life. What are you afraid of? â
He Xiyanâs voice was low, but firm. She, however, didnât name her ex-husband clearly because she didnât want her daughter to know and she didnât want to see her father.
âYou donât want to see him?â Han Xue frowned. There was obvious doubt and disbelief on her face.
He Xiyan said, âOf course⦠Otherwise, why I donât contact him directly.â
(Han Xue)â¦
Han Xue was caught off guard for a while. She stood there, slowly loosening her tightly clenched fingers and then immediately clenched them again. What she worried about was not whether He Xiyan could find her husband or not, but whether her husband would go find this woman.
That was what worried her the most.