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Chapter 926 God treats him well after all

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    "William's father called me and told me to go with Grandpa Harris. Mom, Grandpa Harris said that from now on, Xia Xia will live with Grandpa Harris in Grandpa Harris's castle and will not return to William's father for the time being.  Mom, will you and Xia Xia live in Grandpa Harris's castle in the future?" Shen Shengxia hugged Shen Qingqing's neck and asked in a sweet voice.

    It turns out that Ou Qing asked Harris to take Shen Shengxia away. It seems that the William family is indeed fighting fiercely within the family.

    If this were not the case, Ou Qing would not have asked anyone to pick up Shen Shengxia.

    ¡°Perhaps Ou Qing¡¯s injury this time has something to do with the internal fighting in the William family. In that case, Xia Xia is indeed not very safe in the castle. Even if there are servants in the castle, it is still not safe.

    "Mom still has something to do here, so she can't go back to London with Xia Xia yet. Xia Xia and Grandpa Harris will go back to London first and live with Grandpa Harris, okay? After mother finishes the work, she and William's father will pick her up.  Xia Xia, are you okay?" Shen Qingqing picked up Shen Shengxia and said softly.

    Shen Shengxia pouted, and after being silent for a while, she nodded.

    "Then mother must come to pick up Xia Xia early. Adults are not allowed to lie to children."

    "Okay, mom will go see my Xia Xia as soon as possible." Shen Qingqing smiled and kissed Shen Shengxia's pink face.

    Harris left his job in London and came to Tongcheng. Naturally, he couldn't stay in Tongcheng for too long. Shen Qingqing didn't want to go, but Shen Shengxia was there, so she couldn't help but go.

    At the airport, Shen Shengxia hugged Shen Qingqing's neck and kept leaning on it, refusing to leave no matter what.

    Shen Qingqing kissed Shen Shengxia's face. Harris stood aside and watched this scene, smiling all the time.  After all, God was kind to him and allowed him to find his daughter and granddaughter in his old age.

    The only regret is that Qingqing does not have children of her own.

    "But Qingqing is still young, and there will always be others in the future.

    ¡°Count, it¡¯s time to get on the plane.¡±

    After the third broadcast, the bodyguard walked up to Harris and shouted a reminder.

    "Well, okay." Harris nodded and took the child from Shen Qingqing's arms, "Qingqing, after finishing Shen's affairs, go back to London as soon as possible. Xia Xia and I are waiting for your return in London."

    Shen Qingqing smiled faintly and did not say yes or no, she just replied politely, "Thank you."

    Although the etiquette is thorough, it can't help but make people feel unfamiliar.

    Before Harris hugged Xia Xia and left, Shen Qingqing took out an old notebook from her bag and handed it to Harris, saying warmly, "I'll give this to you, just as a souvenir. Although my mother is gone,  , but I cannot deny that the person she loves most in her life has always been you."

    "Yeah." Harris nodded and took the heavy notebook from Shen Qingqing's hand.

    He had seen this book before. It was Shen Suxin's diary.

    She hid it like a treasure. Even when they were most intimate, she never let him see it.

    Once, he asked curiously, "Susu, don't you write all about me in your diary?"

    She would coyly hum at him, "Smelly."

    When Harris carried Shen Shengxia on the plane, the child still looked aggrieved and shouted in a low voice, "Mom, mom" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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