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His eyes stared vacantly at the cliff ahead.

Xiao Moli looked at her gaze and looked at the cliff in front of her, her heart was full of fear.

Her arms tightened tighter, for fear that one would accidentally break free and do something stupid.

"An An, let's go home first, and you will settle accounts with me when you get home, I promise, you can do whatever you want, I will never have any complaints." Will you come home with me first? ”

An Ziqi stood in place for a long time, and finally slowly opened her mouth.

"Let go of me."

"An An."

Xiao Moli screamed worriedly, in such a situation now, where would he dare to let go.

As if guessing what he was thinking, An Ziqi said in a hoarse voice, "Don't worry, I won't seek death, if I die, what will Ning Ning and Xiao Ai do." ”

At this point, his eyes were already red again.

Even if there is no Xiao Moli, she still has Ning Ning and Xiao Ai.

They were still so young, how could she bear to give them up.

Xiao Moli looked at her reddened eyes, and the hatred for Lin Qiaoqiao in her heart deepened a little.

Looking at her cautiously, he asked, "Where are you going?" ”

"Go home, Ning Ning and Xiao Ai are still waiting for me."

When Xiao Moli heard this, he didn't dare to say anything more.

Hurriedly raised his hand and hugged the person directly.

As long as she is willing to go home with him, there is still room for redemption.

An Ziqi's car just hit a tree, and she didn't know what was wrong.

The mountain road was steep, and even if it was no problem, he would never dare to let her drive alone again.

Carry her back to his car, put her in the passenger seat, and carefully buckle her seatbelt.

An Ziqi did not resist from beginning to end, nor did she speak again.

Let him carry her back, but never look at him again.

Xiao Moli only felt that his heart was like a knife.

On the way home, the strong emotion of grief and indignation in An Ziqi's heart had calmed down.

Turning his head to look out of the car window, except for his red and swollen eyes, there was no emotion on his small face.

Back at home, Promise, Xiao Moli, Xiao Yining, and Xiao Qianai's family were all sitting in the living room watching TV.

At this moment, several media interviews with Lin Qiaoqiao are being broadcast on TV.

"Miss Lin, may I ask if the child in your belly is really Lishao?" On TV, a reporter asked unusually directly.

Lin Qiaoqiao bit her lip, with a hint of trepidation and grievance in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, I don't mean to bother anyone, and I don't want to hurt anyone, I can't answer this question, and please don't ask it again."

It seems that he denied the question and did not answer, but in fact, this kind of practice of holding the pipa and half-covering his face is worse than not answering.

said that she didn't want to cause trouble to anyone, made it clear that she had secretly affirmed the answer, and deliberately made this gesture to make everyone feel that she took care of the overall situation and suffered a lot of grievances.

"Before that, you had a conflict with An Ziqi, did she want to force you to beat the child?" Another media outlet directly threw out a more acute question.

Lin Qiaoqiao's eyes glistened with tears, "In any case, the child is innocent, I hope that the grievances between adults will not involve the child, this is a small life after all." ”

Xiao Moli looked at Lin Qiaoqiao's appearance on TV, and the fire in his eyes was about to erupt.

This not only hinted to everyone that the child was his, but also pointed out that An Ziqi was forcing her to beat the child.

Vainly trying to use public opinion to condemn An Ziqi is really hateful.