C245 (1/2)

”Baby, baby, hug.” The smile on her face melted as her maternal love appeared. Tears rolled down the corners of her eyes. However, no matter how hard she tried, there was nothing in her arms. There was no baby.

No, Jing Xiaoxiao raised her head and looked at Yang Ziying. Tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes. She murmured with sorrow, ”Baby, baby, where is it?”

”Xiao Yan, you must be strong. Mom believes that you will definitely get better.”

Mo Xiaoxiao held the photo and looked up at Yang Ziying. Her tears rolled down as she kept shaking her head and backing away.

She refused to let Yang Ziying touch the photo in her arms again. With a trembling lips, she muttered, ”Baby, baby, don't take away my baby, don't take away my baby.”

At the end of his struggle, he suddenly stood up and pushed Yang Ziying, who was reaching out to support him, out of the room.

Xuan Peng also stood up. He never relaxed his focus on Mo Xiaoxiao. When he left the room, he followed his.

”This is?” The few women who were chatting looked at the swinging door, while Qiu Hong hurriedly followed her out.

Yang Ziying leaned against the sofa, not having the strength to get up. The events of the past few days had completely destroyed her will. All these years, she had been begging for everything to return to normal.

With great difficulty, she lifted her head to look at the other concerned eyes. Yang Ziying smiled and listened to her misty voice, ”I'm fine. The one suffering is Xiao Yan.”

After the Xiao family suppressed all these matters, these women would not dare to say anything even if they knew. They did not want to gossip either. Some could gossip, while others could not have a tongue.

This was especially true for the Xiao family. Any unforeseen event would cause them to be affected greatly. Which family didn't have to rely on the shadow of the Xiao family?

After Qiu Hong left, she returned shortly after. Her eyes were red, and the faint smile on her face could not hide her fatigue.

”Little Rascal is tired. Xuan Peng wants to bring her back to rest. We sisters haven't gathered yet, so I really want to chat with you.”

Yang Ziying leaned her body against the sofa. She saw that the other women were also lazily lying down. The privacy here was very good, and the soundproofing effect was also good. She didn't want to talk, but wanted to hear what they had to say.

A few women surrounded Qiu Hong and chatted about other things. They didn't bring up Xuan Peng and Mo Xiaoxiao, but they understood Qiu Hong's intentions. They used their mouths to spread the news that Xuan Peng and Mo Xiaoxiao were siblings.

As for why, if Qiu Hong and Yang Ziying did not say it, they would not ask.

Mo Xiaoxiao held the picture, her mind was in a mess. Who was she, baby, the picture of her and the baby.

Where is the baby? She was going to find the baby, and she was standing in the street of cars, looking for the babies in their swaddles, and her baby would be waiting for her to carry them.

Xuan Peng followed him out. He waved his hand to indicate for the car to go around Mo Xiaoxiao and carefully held her shoulders. He said softly, ”Xiao Yan, let's go home. Baby is at home.”

”Baby, go home, baby.” Jing Xiaoxiao was dumbstruck. Stunned, she raised her foot and was about to leave.

Xuan Peng quickly grabbed her hand to let her avoid the car that was coming toward them. The car that was coming towards them pierced Xuan Peng's eyes.

He still remembered all the misery he had had with Mo Xiaoxiao. It was from the accident that she had gotten into a car accident. The misunderstanding had started. Wang Yiling had intervened between them. Then he had gotten into a car accident, and then lost her memory. Everything was reflected in the traffic flow.

Xuan Peng held on tightly to Jing Xiaoxue's shoulder. He was afraid that history would repeat itself, so he consoled his with a gentle voice, ”Xiao Yan, the baby is at home. He's waiting for you to go back home and hug him to coax him to sleep. Xiao Yun, let's go home. The baby is hungry.”