The streets are full of joy, thousands of lights are lit, and the spring breeze is blowing.

It has been more than a month since I left the seaside villa, and the group of dark people who were at the airport that day seemed to have never appeared, and the mobile phone was pressed in the box for several months without moving, Mu Xiaoai didn't want to remember it anymore.

Looking at the streets with the flavor of the New Year, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

The pain caused by the virus in the body turned into a high fever after Mu Xiaoai became pregnant, but according to the time of pregnancy, the number of high fevers was slowly increasing, so Si Qingyu persuaded her to give up the child several times, but it was all in vain, and Si Qingyu had no choice but to give up!

In fact, every time she had a high fever, she almost took half of Mu Xiaoai's life, but she felt very relieved, thinking that this little guy who was less than three months old was actually moving in her stomach today, Mu Xiaoai was in a good mood, and after repeated requests, Si Qingyu agreed to let her come out and walk around the door.

"Entertainment is overreported, my country's famous actress Han Bingbing committed suicide at home yesterday" A sweet voice came out from the big screen not far in front of him, with a faint sadness in his voice.

Han Bingbing?

Mu Xiaoai also stopped, looking at the big screen in the distance, a luxurious villa on the screen, a large number of reporters at the door, several people in police uniforms walked out of the villa with a blue bag, got into a police car, and then drove away.

"Sister Bingbing, Sister Bingbing..." Everyone in the back of the police car yelled and cried.

Mu Xiaoai's eyes darkened, thinking that when she saw her in the seaside villa that day, she still had a gorgeous title, although she didn't like her very much, and even hated it, but after all, the dead were gone.

Passers-by also stopped, and mourned in silence for this character who brought everyone an endless story, and Mu Xiaoai was no exception, bowing her head silently and closing her eyes, hoping that she would go all the way.

Hey, isn't that right?

Han Bingbing went to the United States with Sikong Jue, how could he suddenly commit suicide?

Mu Xiaoai looked at the big screen again, the reporter didn't say much, just said that she was trapped by love, as for who the other party was, she didn't mention half a sentence.

"Mom, did you say that Han Bingbing was killed by Mu Xiaoai's dead girl?"

A sharp and mean word came from behind him, and three black lines flashed above Mu Xiaoai's head, did he hear it wrong? Or did you hear it wrong? Or did you hear it wrong?

Who do you recruit and provoke whom?

How did you become a murderer yourself?

"How is it possible, that dead girl has that ability?" Han Yun glanced at Mu Zixi beside him with slight disdain, with an expression that you looked up at her.

Mu Zixi pouted, but he didn't object to his mother's words.

Mu Xiaoai really couldn't listen to it anymore.

Why didn't she have that ability?

No, why did she kill someone?

Turn around and walk over lightly.

"Do you want to contribute to our city's public security department?"

Mu Zixi and Han Yunwei heard someone talking, so they slowly turned around.

"Ah, why are you here?" Mu Zixi was startled at first and shouted in surprise.

In contrast, Han Yunwei, who had eaten salt for many years, was calm, and first glanced at her deeply, with a kind tone and gentle words.

"Xiao Ai, how are you doing lately, your mother is famous, I also feel sorry for him, you must not follow her old path, where are you now? Auntie is worried about you, if you really don't have a place to go, come back, right? ”

Mu Xiaoai gasped, telling herself over and over again in her heart that she couldn't be excited, her love would lead to accelerated changes in the virus, promote another high fever, and affect the fetus.