He struggled wildly, and two nearby prison guards came forward to help drag him into jail.
"Yao'er...Yao'er..."
Wang Zhenhao's painful cry stopped Bai Yao's footsteps. She looked up at the blue sky above her head, her eyes slightly moist. The sweet moments, the relationship between brother and sister, these things were all messy in her brain...
He is his brother after all, and he was also his lover.
However, he was eventually lost under the temptation of money.[
This world is too crazy and ridiculous.
Bai Yao felt a little weak and walked out of the prison, and saw Baili Xun leaning on the side of the car and looking at her quietly.
Bai Yao looked at him, and the swollen liquid in his eyes finally flowed down. Baili Xun strode forward and hugged her quietly. The sun shone on the two people, making them feel warm and cold.
The person's face hurts.
The two hugged quietly. Bai Yao has always been a strong woman since she was a child, but emotionally she is tough and confused. In her life, Wang Zhenhao, Murong Zixuan, Baili Xun, and the end point is Baili Xun.
Alright.
"Yao'er, let's go home, mom is waiting for us at home!"
Baili Xun gently stroked Bai Yao's back and said softly.
Bai Yao responded softly and wiped away the tears on his face. Baili Xun pulled her to get into the car, but he saw a man wearing a large black trench coat leaning against a telephone pole not far away.
Murong Zixuan, he looked at Bai Yao quietly, his eyes full of sadness.
Bai Yao was startled, but Baili Xun was not displeased. Instead, he whispered to her, "Yao'er, go and tell him clearly."
Bai Yao nodded and walked towards Murong Zixuan.
There was a little hope in Murong Zixuan's eyes, but when he saw Bai Yao's friendly smile, he felt a little depressed.
He is a smart man and can tell the relationship between Bai Yao and Baili Xun at a glance.
From the first time he saw him, Bai Yao didn't recognize him. Although he still felt a little incredible now, it turned out that this was indeed Bai Yao's soul.
Her eyes, her smile, and her expression were nothing like Bai Yao's.
Bai Yao walked up to Murong Zixuan, looked at the baby face that looked a little older than a few years ago, and stretched out his hand with a smile, "Murong Zixuan, thank you for remembering me."
Murong Zixuan looked at her steadily, with a touch of sadness in his eyes under the bright sun.