Chapter 864 - Chapter 864: My Child (1/2)

Chapter 864: My Child

Anhao felt extremely frustrated. These people’s voices kept ringing in her ears, interrupting her conversation with Zuo Hancheng.

Zuo Hancheng had been whispering into her ear. He was hugging her, and he was right beside her. What were the people around her doing?

Why were they crying?

” Anhao, hurry up and talk to Mom. Don’t scare me, Anhao…”

Mother?

When did she ever have a mother?

Anhao’s lips curled into a cold smile subconsciously. The burning emotions in her mind burned her consciousness away like a red fire in the sky.

It was so noisy. She was going to see Zuo Hancheng. Where was he? That was where she belonged.

“Anhao! Good!” An Pingyi looked at the unconscious Anhao in her arms in horror. Her eyes turned red as she shouted anxiously in the direction of the ambulance,””Ambulance! Save my daughter! Please save my daughter!”

Old Master An stood beside a car, his aged face pale. He stared at Anhao, who was held tightly in An Ping’s arms. He looked at the bloodstains and paleness on the girl’s body, and then slowly raised his gaze to look at the sea of fire in the distance that seemed to burn for days and nights.

Anxin huddled behind Old Master An. Seeing her mother hugging Anhao as if the entire world was no longer as important as the daughter in her arms, Anxin pursed her lips, but she did not dare to speak up.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a black trench coat slowly walked behind An Ping. He looked at the woman he had not seen for more than 20 years and then at the unconscious child in her arms. His cold eyes turned to look at Old Master An, who had aged even more under the light of the fire.

“Old Mr. Anderson, you’ve been here for more than twenty years. Are you satisfied now? You ruined your own daughter and then your own granddaughter. Are you satisfied with all these?!”

The voice that sounded as if it had been pulled out from hell was filled with questions. The voice that was old but still elegant and deep made Old Master An suddenly look up at the middle-aged man…

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” I can’t accompany you to the beach to shoot the set. Is it my fault…”

“I can’t accompany you until I grow old…”

Zuo Hancheng’s voice was still ringing in her ears, but it was so faint that it seemed to be coming from the horizon. It seemed to be leaving her bit by bit, as if something was pulling out of her body and pulling out her life.

Fresh and sweet water was suddenly fed into her dry throat, allowing An Hao to feel the outside world in the terrifying darkness and chaos. She could not die, and Zuo Hancheng was not dead either…He was waiting for her…

However, no matter how hard she tried to open her eyes, she could not open them. She could only hear the chaotic sounds and strange buzzing in her ears.