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The woman shrank for a moment, as if she was a little afraid, and then she hugged Shen Jiu tighter, and her voice trembled: "Jiu...... Don't go...... Don't hug! ”

The middle-aged man's forehead gradually sweated, and he began to murder the woman: "Don't you want to leave?" He tugged at the woman's arm, and finally pulled her: "If you don't leave, your daughter is gone!" ”

The woman screamed at once, began to flutter, and hit his hand desperately, and then turned her head to look around: "Nannan, Nannan......"

She saw Shen Jiu at a glance, and was about to pounce on her again.

The man grabbed her.

Shen Jiu quietly watched the man's actions, and saw that he had walked to the door, and suddenly said in a loud voice: "This gentleman, as long as you go out of this door, we will immediately report to the police station and accuse you of extortion." ”

She lifted her hand and showed the man what she was holding.

She curled her lips slightly: "This is the recorder." ”

The man's body trembled, a little scared, but he still held her up and said, "Who is the little bitch fooling!" You're trying to cheat me out of money—"

Mr. Song had already picked up his mobile phone and deliberately showed it to the man.

He pressed down one key after another, and finally before he pressed the dial key, the man couldn't hold it anymore and said fiercely, "What do you want to do?" ”

Shen Jiuwei smiled and said in a flat tone: "It's nothing, I want you to claim me back." ”

The man's expression changed, and he said sharply, "Don't think about such a thing to come and ask me for money-"

Shen Jiu still said in an unhurried tone: "I don't want your money." ”

The man's words came to an abrupt end.

He looked at Shen Jiu suspiciously for a moment, wondering if Shen Jiu was doing something, and suddenly remembered something, his eyes lit up, and he agreed: "Yes, yes." ”

The man's face was full of calculations.

Shen Jiu glanced at the man casually, lowered his eyebrows, and sneered in his heart.

Then she turned her head to look at Mr. Song: "Trouble Uncle to transfer my household registration." ”

Shen Jiu grabbed the woman's hand again, lowered his head slightly, and said softly, "Mom, let's go." ”

She was about to leave, when she suddenly heard a very soft voice behind her: "Ah Jiu." ”

Song Qing'an was still standing in place, his eyes were slightly wide, his eyes were slightly red, and he pursed his lips, looking pitiful.

Shen Jiu paused slightly.

Song Qing'an stretched out his hand to her, his dense and slender eyelashes trembled, and asked her in a low voice, "Ah Jiu doesn't want Xiao An?" ”

Shen Jiu pursed his lips suddenly.

Song Qing'an took two more gentle steps and walked in front of Shen Jiu, his eyelashes drooped, and tears suddenly filled his eyes.

Then he threw himself forward and hugged Shen Jiu's waist directly: "Is my sister going to leave Xiao An?" ”

Song Qingan raised his head, his beautiful eyes were full of tears, and his dark pupils looked at her for a moment.

Shen Jiu suddenly felt like a negative man.

She glanced at Song Qing'an, who was holding her, and was about to comfort him, but the woman exploded all of a sudden: "Ninety-nine!" My, I-"

Song Qing'an turned his head suddenly, and his dark pupils looked straight at the woman.

The woman's words came to an abrupt end.

Shen Jiu frowned, lowered his head and was about to talk to Song Qing'an, when Mr. Song had already walked over. He squatted beside Song Qing'an and whispered a few words to him.

Not knowing what Mr. Song said, Song Qingan glanced at Shen Jiu hesitantly, and then he let go of the hand holding Shen Jiu, stood on tiptoe, and his lips gently fell on Shen Jiu's cheek.

His voice was low: "It's okay, Xiao An is waiting for Ah Jiu to come back." ”