"Then please help me take care of Shaoting, and ...... Yu'er. （!” Mo Qianqian bit his lip, but said firmly.

She is not afraid of death......

But it will be a pity that I couldn't accompany their father and son to walk more.

Hearing what Qian Qian said, the tip of Ning Ziqi's nose suddenly felt a little pantothenic......

She reached out and took Mo Qianqian's hand on the table.

"Shallow...... It's all our fault, if you hadn't been asked to leave with your uncle back then, your life wouldn't have been so tribulated. Ning Ziqi said with a guilty face.

When she came to this house, she was very happy...... After all, such a big family, a few more children, a little more lively.

But then her uncle came to the door, and Ning Ziqi didn't know it at that time, it was Beichen Shixi who made her leave.

Originally, she wanted to let Qianqian come back, but after all, the person who took her away was her uncle, so Ning Ziqi didn't insist on it at the beginning.

She thought that if she did it again, she would insist on letting Asa stay no matter what......

"I don't blame you." Mo Qian paused slightly, and then hurriedly replied.

The person who should feel guilty is her, when she first entered Beichen's house, she came with a purpose......

And Ning Ziqi treated her like a daughter.

I have to say that Ning Ziqi has seen it in his life...... The kindest, warmest woman.

She now understands that all the status and happiness that this woman has now are what she deserves.

Because she's worth it......

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In the evening, the sky suddenly darkened, and then the rain began to fall.

Mo Qianqian sat on the balcony of the bedroom and looked outside, and then glanced at the time, it was not early, Beichen Shaoting had not come back yet, what did he do?

She bit her lip and reached out to stroke her chest.

The feeling of uneasiness in my heart...... It seems to be getting stronger and stronger.

Thinking about it, she got up suddenly, turned around and went back to the room, took out her mobile phone, and prepared to call Beichen Shaoting to ask.

Since the mobile phone was lent to Beichen Yumeng, it has been kept in the bedside table, and Mo Qianqian has not looked at it.

As soon as I opened it this time, there were several more text messages......

And it's all from that number last time......

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――Shallow, do you miss me?

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- I really want to meet you.

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Mo Qianqian bit his lip, deleted all the text messages, didn't look at it more, but quickly dialed Beichen Shaoting.

But the phone didn't get through...... He turned it off.

Mo Qianqian held the mobile phone and suddenly became nervous.

Beichen Shaoting never turns off the phone......

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Mo Qianqian waited anxiously until late at night, and Beichen Shaoting did not come back.

She began to panic, and went directly to Beichen Shixi and asked him to help check the current location of Beichen Shaoting's car.

She knew that Beichen Shaoting had that ability, and so did his father.

Beichen Shixi just stared at her for a few moments, didn't say anything, but picked up the phone and ordered.

More than an hour later, the results were in.

He was in that old street......

The place where he met her for the first time, I don't know why, when I heard that he was there, Mo Qian's heart was shocked.

Seeing the worry on her face, Beichen Shixi looked relatively calm.

"I'll send you over!" He said suddenly, picked up the phone and ordered.

Mo Qianqian nodded: "Thank you, Dad." ”