Since Wei Haihong didn't want to talk about it, Zhou Xuan simply stopped asking. However, Wei Haihong's expression was too serious, and Zhou Xuan felt uneasy. Could it be...?
Zhou Xuan suddenly trembled. Could it be that something had happened to the old man?
Zhou Xuan was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. The old man was indeed at the end of his life, but he refused to think about it. However, Wei Haihong's expression made Zhou Xuan extremely afraid that it might be news that the old man's time was up.
Although Zhou Xuan had only known the old man for a short time, he felt a deep attachment to him. If he could save the old man, even if it was just to let him live for another year or two, Zhou Xuan would be willing to go to great lengths to do so. But now, the old man's condition was beyond his control.
However, Zhou Xuan immediately thought that if it was about the old man, he shouldn't be going to the airport. If the old man was critically ill, he would only be in Beijing, so why would he be rushing to the airport?
Zhou Xuan grew increasingly suspicious and uneasy because Wei Haihong's expression was making him very uneasy. Could it be that the old man's condition could no longer be treated in the capital, so he was moved to another place?
That's somewhat possible!
Zhou Xuan felt uneasy. Ade was driving extremely fast, almost exceeding 180 miles per hour. For a Mercedes S600, exceeding 180 miles per hour is actually quite easy, especially on the highway. It only took less than half an hour to get to the airport.
The plane tickets are all ready. There are three of us: Wei Haihong, Zhou Xuan, and Ade. They are in first class and our destination is Shenzhen.
The flight from Beijing to Shenzhen takes three hours. After the three of them entered the airport, there was no ticket check. Everything had been arranged by Wei Haihong. Once they arrived at the airport, they went directly to the back of the airport terminal and took the airport tram to the flight area.
Zhou Xuan remained in a state of high tension and unease, not uttering a word from boarding to disembarking, while Wei Haihong also seemed to be deep in thought, remaining silent as well.
This situation was rare between the two of them, which made Zhou Xuan even more uneasy, worried that something had happened.
At Shenzhen Airport, the person who came to pick him up was actually the old man's bodyguard. At this moment, Zhou Xuan was even more certain that something had really happened to the old man!
The guard drove a very ordinary Volkswagen. After Zhou Xuan, Wei Haihong, and Ade got in the car, the guard drove off. Zhou Xuan was watching his expression, but he remained calm and showed no emotion.
This made Zhou Xuan feel slightly relieved. If something had really happened to the old man, the guard would never have been so calm. However, Zhou Xuan wasn't sure about the situation.
Volume 1, Chapter 584: Since ancient times, beautiful women have often had tragic fates.
The places the guards drove to became quieter and quieter, and the environment improved more and more. Eventually, both sides of the road were lined with tall trees and grass vegetation, and the planning was extremely beautiful.
Along the way, all that could be seen were beautiful villas and mansions, indicating that this was a high-end villa community. Zhou Xuan was even more puzzled. If something had happened to the old man, it would be surprising enough that he wasn't in Beijing, but it was even stranger that he was in another city and not in a hospital!
The guard finally stopped the car in front of a villa. The neighboring houses on both sides were more than two hundred meters away, and the private garden was more than two thousand square meters. The location was very quiet and secluded.
Zhou Xuan was filled with worry and unease, and he didn't even dare to use his special ability to probe, for fear of detecting images that he couldn't receive.
After the guard stopped the car, he immediately got out and opened the villa gate. Ade got out of the front seat and opened the door for Wei Haihong. After Wei Haihong and Zhou Xuan entered the villa, he closed the gate and waited at the villa gate with the old man's guards.
It seems this matter is definitely related to the old man, and the old man is almost certainly in this villa, but Zhou Xuan still doesn't dare to use his special ability to investigate. "He is not a hard-hearted or cold-blooded person after all; he still can't bear to see things he's afraid of!"
Wei Haihong led Zhou Xuan slowly up the stairs to the second floor. In the living room on the second floor, Zhou Xuan looked up and was immediately surprised to see the old man sitting on the large sofa.
Although the old man's face was somewhat pale, it didn't seem like he was having a relapse. He appeared to be in good spirits and his expression was fine. However, Zhou Xuan was still uneasy and asked nervously, "Grandpa, is...is something wrong?" The old man sighed, paused for a moment, and then said to Zhou Xuan, "Young Zhou, I didn't want us to meet under these circumstances...but...but..."
The old man's eyes suddenly welled up with tears. He sighed again, then pointed to a room on the left and said, "Xiao Zhou, go in and take a look!"
The old man's voice was very low and somewhat choked. Zhou Xuan became increasingly frightened. He looked at the door of the room and suddenly felt that there must be something he could not accept behind that door. He lifted his leg and felt it was extremely heavy, as if it weighed a thousand pounds.
But he still has to step through this door eventually. If anyone wants to harm him, neither Wei Haihong nor the old man would ever do so.
Reaching the door, Zhou Xuan stopped, took a deep breath, and looked back at the old man and Wei Haihong. The father and son both had the same expression. Wei Haihong even bit his lip until it bled!
Zhou Xuan's heart felt like it was about to jump out of his chest. He tried to calm himself down and then gently pushed open the door.
There was a faint fragrance in the room, a scent that Zhou Xuan found somewhat familiar, but he couldn't quite place it. Looking around, he saw a large crib with a baby sleeping soundly inside. The baby was too far away for Zhou Xuan to make out how old he was. On a large table in front of the crib was a large framed photograph of a woman holding a baby.
This woman was none other than Wei Xiaoyu!
Is this where Wei Xiaoyu lives? Zhou Xuan suddenly froze. If this is where Wei Xiaoyu lives, then this child... could he be hers?
Zhou Xuan paused for a moment, then strode to the crib, bent down, and carefully looked at the sleeping child.
The child was at most a little over a month old. His little face and hands vaguely resembled Wei Xiaoyu's, but Zhou Xuan knew at a glance that the child was definitely his!
Zhou Xuan's family has old photos, including pictures of him as a baby. His mother often says how well-behaved Zhou Xuan was when he was little, and this sleeping baby looks exactly like the baby in the photos, as if they were made from the same mold!
"This is my child, this is my child!" Although Zhou Xuan said he refused to be with Wei Xiaoyu and never said he would forgive her, how could he remain calm now that he saw his own child?
Zhou Xuan picked up the baby with trembling hands. The baby opened its eyes as soon as it was moved. Its eyes were black and like gemstones. It stared at Zhou Xuan for a while, then suddenly its mouth twitched and it burst into tears.
Zhou Xuan panicked and quickly hugged him, shaking him and soothingly saying, "Baby, don't cry, baby, don't cry!"
Hearing the baby crying, a middle-aged woman pushed open the door and came in. She quickly took out a baby bottle, filled it with formula, prepared it with warm water, tested the temperature, and then said to Zhou Xuan, "Sir, please give me Xiao Sizhou. I'll breastfeed her!"
Unable to soothe the child, Zhou Xuan immediately handed the pacifier to her. After the woman put the pacifier into the child's mouth, the child immediately stopped crying and began to suckle vigorously. Only when he saw the child's fair and plump cheeks rising and falling did Zhou Xuan feel at ease.
The woman, while breastfeeding the child, glanced at Zhou Xuan and asked, "Sir, are you Xiao Sizhou's father? They look so alike!" "His name is Sizhou?" Zhou Xuan's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly asked, "Who is Xiao Sizhou's mother? What is Xiao Sizhou's surname?"
The woman's face immediately fell silent. She said, "Xiao Sizhou's surname is Wei, and her mother's name is Wei Xiaoyu. It's such a pity. What a wonderful girl she was. Xiao Sizhou lost her mother at such a young age..."
Zhou Xuan felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his whole body trembling from head to toe. He felt ice-cold all over and asked in a trembling voice, "What, what did you say? Xiaoyu, what... what happened to her?"
The woman shook her head and said, "Alas, Miss Wei... was already very ill before giving birth. The doctor said her body was too weak to have a child, but she still insisted on giving birth, and she passed away the very night she gave birth..."
Zhou Xuan could no longer hold back, tears welled up in her eyes, and she collapsed weakly to the ground. "Xiaoyu" was gone!
At this moment, Zhou Xuan finally realized that he had never blamed Wei Xiaoyu at all. He just didn't want to abandon Yingying, nor could he abandon her. A person cannot be divided in two. In the days since their separation, especially recently, he had been feeling extremely troubled. But he never expected to receive such unacceptable news! No matter how much Wei Xiaoyu had wronged him or deceived him, she had truly given herself to him completely. She had never had anyone else in her heart, and she had even sacrificed her life to have his child. How could Zhou Xuan suppress his grief at this moment?
Tears streamed down his face, his heart ached terribly, and Zhou Xuan seemed unable to even stand up, utterly exhausted.
Xiaoyu, with such a healthy body and such a strong character, how could she have passed away?
The woman also felt sorry for Zhou Xuan, "It's rare to see a grown man crying like this." But little Si Zhou in her arms struggled and waved his little hands, crying out.
"Sir, Zhong Sizhou doesn't want to nurse anymore, can you hold him again?"