Daddy, Delivery of Mommy Has Arrived!

The birth and growth of this child will always remind her of his existence and remind her of Lin Qiaoqiao's existence.

She never thought that one day Xiao Moli would have a child with the woman under her.

She couldn't accept that she wanted to share Xiao Moli with another woman.

Even more unacceptable, Ningning and Xiao Ai wanted to share Xiao Moli's fatherly love with other children.

Even if Xiao Moli didn't admit it, the blood relationship was there, and he couldn't help but deny it.

She really didn't know what she should do.

"An'an, don't cry, don't do this, hit me, scold me."

Xiao Moli looked at the tears on An Ziqi's face, almost dying of distress.

He held An Ziqi in his palm, reluctant to bear her a little wronged, reluctant to bear her sadness.

But in the end, it happened that he made her so sad and painful.

"I was wrong, I'm sorry, you can do whatever you want, even if you kill me, I won't resist, I just ask you not to torture yourself like this."

Xiao Moli's eyes were a little hot, painfully pulling An Ziqi's hand and hitting him desperately.

If possible, he is willing to bear all the pain and sorrow for her.

Even if it is death, he will not hesitate.

However, something like this happened, no matter what he did, he couldn't make up for the damage caused to An Ziqi.

"You let go, go away, I don't care about it, you go, you go."

An Ziqi finally collapsed completely, crying and shouting, raising her hand and struggling desperately to push him.

From the day when she met Lin Qiaoqiao in the lounge, she had been desperately suppressing herself.

She told herself not to blame Xiao Moli, that she could not cry, could not make trouble, could not show sadness in front of anyone, and could not make family members worry about herself.

All the backlog of emotions is like a blown balloon, constantly expanding.

To this day, Lin Qiaoqiao said that she was pregnant, and the news was as if a sharp knife directly punctured the balloon.

All her previously suppressed emotions surged up.

"How can I ignore you, sorry, sorry."

Xiao Moli looked at An Ziqi's sad and painful tears at this moment, and his heart was even more painful, just wanting to kill himself immediately.

"I'm sorry for whoever wants you. From now on, I have nothing to do with you. You go to Lin Qiaoqiao, go to your child, you go away, go away."

An Ziqi cried and collapsed. She couldn't push Xiao Moli away, so she clenched her fist and beat him desperately.

Xiao Moli held the person in his arms desperately, letting her use all her strength to hit him with one punch and one punch.

Every tear and every word of An Ziqi pierced into his heart like a sharp blade.

If this can make her feel better, he is willing to let her fight like this for a lifetime.

But, "An'an, I only want you. I don't want anyone except you. My children are Ningning and Xiao Ai."

From now on, it has nothing to do with him. If this is the case, as long as he hears it, he will not want to live.

He didn't dare to think about how he would survive if An Ziqi really left him.

An Ziqi felt even more aggrieved when he heard what he said.

Tears fell uncontrollably, as if to shed all the tears of her life at once.

Her suppressed and painful cry reverberated on the top of the mountain until her crying voice was hoarse, and her whole body was weakened, until no more tears came out of her eyes.