Daddy, Delivery of Mommy Has Arrived!

Looking hollowly at the cliff ahead.

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

The arms were tightened tighter, for fear that she would break free if she accidentally did something stupid.

"An'an, let's go home first, okay, you will settle the account with me when you get home, I promise, you can do whatever you want, I will never have any complaints. Will you go home with me first?"

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

"let me go."

"Ann."

Xiao Moli yelled anxiously, how dare he let go in this situation.

As if guessing what he was thinking, An Ziqi said hoarsely, "Don't worry, I won't seek death. If I die, what will Ningning and Xiao Ai do?"

Having said that, his eyes have turned red again.

Even without Xiao Moli, she still has Ningning and Xiao Ai.

They were so young, how could she bear them.

Looking at her red eyes, Xiao Moli's hatred for Lin Qiaoqiao deepened.

Looking at her carefully and asking, "Where are you going?"

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

Xiao Moli didn't dare say any more when he heard this.

He raised his hand hurriedly, and hugged him up directly.

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

An Ziqi's car hit a tree just now, and I don't know what went wrong.

The mountain road was steep, and even if it was okay, he would never let her drive alone.

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

An Ziqi didn't resist from start to finish, and didn't speak again.

Let him carry her back, but don't look at him again.

Xiao Moli only felt like a knife cut his heart.

On the way home, the grief and intense emotion in An Ziqi's heart has calmed down.

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

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

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

"Miss Lin, is the child in your stomach really Li Shao?" a reporter asked in an unusually direct manner on the TV.

Lin Qiaoqiao bit her lip, with a trace of fear and grievance in her eyes.

"Sorry, I don't intend to cause trouble to anyone, and I don't want to hurt others. I can't answer this question. Please don't ask any more."

It seems that he denied the question and didn't answer it. In fact, this practice of holding the pipa half-hidden is worse than not answering.

She said she didn't want to cause trouble to anyone, made it clear that she had secretly affirmed the answer, and deliberately made this gesture, so that everyone felt that she had taken care of the overall situation and was wronged.

"Before you had a conflict with An Ziqi, did she want to force you to kill the child?" Another media outlet directly raised a sharper question.

Tears gleamed in Lin Qiaoqiao's eyes, "In any case, the child is innocent. I hope that the grievances between adults will not involve the child. After all, this is a small life."

Xiao Moli watched Lin Qiaoqiao's appearance on TV, and the fire in his eyes was about to burst out.

This not only implies to everyone that the child is his, but also points out that An Ziqi is forcing her to knock the child out.

It is really abhorrent to try to use public opinion to condemn An Ziqi.