Chapter 782
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"You're still looking for your mother?" The policeman's eyes were full of pity. "Even if you don't go to Africa, no one will care about you! Illegal possession of a gun, intentional murder … These two crimes are enough to sentence you to death! Moreover, you've provoked the little princess of the Fang family. Don't expect anyone to save you! "
Song Qinwan still didn't believe him and struggled with all her might. She only calmed down after being slapped twice.
Before the plane took off, she begged a man in exchange for a chance to call Chu Zhiyun.
The phone was picked up after a long time. Chu Zhiyun's elegant voice came through, "Hello, who is this?"
"Mommy, it's me, please! Save me … Didn't we agree on this? Why are you sending me to Africa … I don't want to go! " She cried, but Chu Zhiyun didn't show any emotion. After a while, she said, "Are you done crying?"
Song Qinwan was stunned. She didn't understand why Chu Zhiyun's attitude was so cold.
Chu Zhiyun said lightly, "You killed someone. You asked for it. Who can you blame? Don't look for me anymore. I don't have a daughter like you! "
Song Qinchen trembled as if she was electrocuted. Her face was full of disbelief.
How could such words come out of a mother's mouth?
"Mommy …"
"Oh, I forgot to tell you. You're not my child. As for your mother, she died a long time ago. I hope you can reunite in hell soon! "Chu Zhiyun smiled and hung up.
To her, Song Qinwan was just a tool.
She got everything she wanted with Song Qinwan's help.
Now that this idiot kept giving her trouble, she could only abandon her!
Song Qinwan cried herself hoarse. Her tears fell in big drops.
Grievance, regret, unwillingness, shock, sadness … All kinds of emotions intertwined and exploded.
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After resting for a few days, Fang Shanshan's body was much better. Sheng Yize and Chi Yuanfeng discussed and decided to send An Xiaxia and Fang Shanshan abroad.
China was the Fang family's territory. They could better protect the two of them.
The Song family's factions were still in a mess. It wasn't safe to stay in China.
Before leaving, Sheng Yize accompanied her to Yu City's cemetery.
Mr. Song and Zhong Le's tombstone was low-key and simple. On it were photos of the two of them when they were young. One was handsome, the other beautiful. They looked like a match made in heaven.
An Xiaxia put down the flowers in her hands. After a long silence, she said softly, "I'm leaving. You two … sleep well. "
Sheng Yize hugged her, his eyes full of love.
"Let's go see your mom," An Xiaxia suggested.
"Alright."
Looking at the picture on the tombstone, An Xiaxia couldn't help but laugh. "So you look like your mother."
Sheng Yize thought to himself, Mom, I brought my wife to see you.
After leaving the cemetery, Sheng Yize drove home. An Xiaxia looked at the crowd outside the window, and her gaze stopped on the family of three.
A little girl of two or three years old with a bun on her head. She was chubby and extremely cute.
All of a sudden, he really wanted a baby …
Perhaps it was because she had lost her parents, but An Xiaxia knew the importance of family. Now, she really wanted a child.
"Sheng Yize, do you like boys or girls?" she asked tentatively.
"I don't like either." Sheng Yize was cold.
An Xiaxia pouted. "But I like them a lot … Can we have a baby?"
Swoosh —
The Porsche spun and barely stabilized.
"Sorry, I don't want children."
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