Rebirth: Inheriting Millions In The Eighties
Chapter 125 I am also a child with a father_1

Chapter 125: Chapter 125 I am also a child with a father_1

It wasn’t until the next morning that Xia Jiehao woke up. He seemed to have had a nightmare, and his shouting broke out in a cold sweat, "Lanzi! Bao’er! Run away quickly!"

"Had a nightmare, huh?" Mrs. Xia had been sleeping on the floor, staying by his side all night. The moment she heard the commotion, she woke up, hurriedly climbed up from the floor, and comfortingly patted his back, "It’s all over now; those robbers have been caught by the authorities."

Xia Jiehao had by now remembered everything from yesterday. He breathed a sigh of relief but looked at Mrs. Xia with guilt in his eyes:

"Lanzi, I’m so sorry. If it weren’t for me suggesting we drive to Capital City, you and your daughter could have taken the train and avoided this ordeal."

As he spoke, the grown man’s eyes turned red again. He was annoyed, hitting his own head, and finally, his fingers twisted in his hair. It is said that men do not shed tears lightly, only because they haven’t reached the point of heartbreak.

Had something really happened to them yesterday, he would have hated himself forever and never forgiven himself.

"Don’t blame yourself." Seeing him like this, Mrs. Xia couldn’t help but sigh, pried his fingers from his hair, and spoke with a gentle voice, "Did you think taking the train would have been safe? Those people have robbed trains too."

"Lanzi, you really don’t blame me?" Xia Jiehao lifted his reddened eyes, his voice tinged with choking.

Mrs. Xia shook her head, "I don’t blame you."

Such disasters and unforeseen incidents were out of anyone’s control; they might have encountered robbers if they had taken the train originally.

Moreover, he had protected them with his life yesterday. If she still blamed him, would she even be human?

Seeing that she truly didn’t blame him, Xia Jiehao felt slightly less guilty.

But suddenly, he thought of something very important, "Lanzi, I remember you said yesterday that you were willing to be my wife. Does, does your word still stand?"

He excitedly grabbed her arm. As he said this, his bronzed handsome face showed some embarrassment, a mix of anxious and nervous, afraid that she had only said those words yesterday to give him peace of mind.

"I..."

Mrs. Xia opened her mouth.

Xia Jiehao’s nerves stood on end, his body tense as he stared intensely at her lips.

Mrs. Xia found his expression half amusing, half exasperating. She raised her hand to stroke his head like a child and stopped teasing him, "Rest assured, I mean what I say, and I’m not just humoring you."

"Lanzi! I! I’m so happy!" Xia Jiehao became incoherent, suddenly embracing her in his arms, his excitement and jubilation as vast and powerful as a waterfall plummeting three thousand feet.

"Tsk tsk tsk, clap! Clap! A big round of applause!" Xia Ningxing, who had been eavesdropping at the door, pushed the door open with a smile, clapping her hands vigorously. Watching the two hug, she was sincerely happy for them.

A kind stepfather with plenty of money was in their grasp!

Throw confetti!

Wow, it feels like life has reached its peak.

Wait, when her childhood friend the big shot sends them a huge inheritance to claim, that would be the pinnacle of life, the very top of the world.

Ying ying ying, I really want to go clubbing!

"Bao’er! Don’t make a fuss!" Mrs. Xia blushed, quickly getting out of Xia Jiehao’s embrace, so embarrassed she wished she could find a hole to crawl into.

"Mama, I’m just happy, now I have a father too!" Xia Ningxing ran over, her small legs pumping as she affectionately rubbed up against her arm.