Thinking of An An, Suningyan's tears couldn't help but fall.

When she first knew that she was pregnant, she was always afraid that she would not be able to keep the child.

finally conceived in October and gave birth to the child safely, but An An got such a serious illness again.

She didn't dare to think about what would happen to her if the Zhuo family really refused to return An An to her?

She has no way to fight with the Zhuo family, An An will only suffer if she follows her.

In the Zhuo family, she can get the best care, and she can grow up healthy.

Compared with the pain of longing, she was more afraid that An An would leave her.

At this moment, thinking that An An might be lost, Suningyan's heart was empty.

She sat on the sand for more than an hour, and her mind spun for more than an hour.

It was almost eleven o'clock when she went into the bathroom.

Life still has to be lived, and she may not be able to give An An a good life now.

However, her hands and legs are not crippled, and she can also make money.

If Zhuo Jiaken returns An An to her, she will also let An An live a stable life.

What's more, no matter what the environment is like now, it is still better than when I was abroad.

She also has a younger brother, who will never abandon her, they are the closest family member.

Xiaojie is also working hard, he said, he wants to buy a house that really belongs to them.

As long as their siblings work together, they will definitely be able to achieve it.

Zhuo family, Zhuo Junyue came back with a calm face.

Zhuo Zhengxiu looked behind him and didn't see Suningyan's figure.

His brows furrowed slightly, "Why didn't Ning Yan come back?" An An has asked dozens of times tonight, when will my mother come back? It wasn't easy to put her to sleep. ”

Zhuo Junyue didn't speak, and went upstairs directly.

That expression, as if he owed him tens of billions and didn't pay it back.

Zhuo Zhengxiu rubbed his brows, this stinky boy must not have coaxed people back.

Zhuo Zhengxiu was angry, "Zhuo Junyue, it's not me who said you, a woman can't be coaxed, don't say it's my son." ”

Zhuo Jun crossed the stairs halfway up the stairs and stopped when he heard Zhuo Zhengxiu's words.

He turned around and said coldly, "You can disown it, I want to be your son." ”

After speaking, he didn't care what Zhuo Zhengxiu Qi had become, and walked into An An's room.

He walked in lightly, looked at his sleeping daughter, and felt bitter in his heart.

Doesn't she love her daughter the most? Unless she is willing to take the initiative to come back and admit her mistake, she doesn't want to be with her daughter again.

Zhuo Junyue covered An An with a quilt and looked at her for a while before coming out of the room.

When I returned to my room, there was no Suning smoke, and it was empty.

He couldn't help but think of when she was and slept with her every night, which was really a happy thing.

He really doesn't understand, what is he inferior to Gu Moyang? Why doesn't she like herself, so she has to like that little black face?

Zhuo Junyue snorted coldly, she didn't know the goods, her vision has always been problematic.

After taking a shower, Zhuo Junyue looked at the empty big bed, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

He walked out onto the balcony and lit a cigarette.

Smoke rose slowly and surrounded him, and it was pitch black outside, and there was not half a star in sight in the sky.

In Zhuo Junyue's mind, she kept replaying her injured little expression, lingering.

He reached for his phone and flipped to her number.

The arrogant young master struggled for more than ten minutes, but he couldn't get it down.

If she said something like that to her tonight, would she hate herself even more?

If you call her now, won't it seem too faceless? ()

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