Kill the next generation of the Luo family! He is just a child! You will die badly!"
The voice on the other end of the phone was extremely noisy, but the words came into his ears clearly one by one. Luo Yuchen's face suddenly turned pale. As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the car suddenly turned sharply on the road, heading towards
The Luo family mansion is driving away!
He Jiahui looked at Yan Ruo holding the child's body with cold eyes, sitting on the ground screaming in agony, laughed a few times, slowly walked to the side, picked up the mobile phone that she had just thrown to the ground, and pressed the button slowly
Call out a number and put it to your ear, "Bai——Zi——Xin——"
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The cold morgue was dark and cold, and the gloomy air-conditioning was biting to the bone, but Bai Zixin didn't feel the cold at all. She stared blankly at the woman with a familiar face who had opened the white cloth in front of her.
Is this haggard-looking woman lying on the cold bed with a gray complexion, blue eyes, and almost transparent lips, really her mother...
Bai Zixin's lips trembled. She slowly knelt down and touched Bai Yi's already cold cheeks with her warm fingers. Tears fell on the white cloth drop by drop, "Mom...how could you become like this...
Why... obviously your operation has been successful, obviously you have been doing well... why!"
Tears were running freely on his face, and Bai Zixin was sobbing beside the bed. The tiny light in his eyes was finally worn away bit by bit by the long time, turning into endless confusion and emptiness.
The mother passed away, but the baby is in the Luo family. Who else can she depend on now...
Bai Zixin slowly wiped away the tears on her face, weakly supported her body, and stood up unsteadily. She looked like a puppet whose soul had been taken away. Her expression was numb, and she had almost exhausted all her courage.
, then slowly lifted up the white cloth and covered Bai Yi's face again.
After covering Bai Zixin with the white cloth, she slowly knelt down and kowtowed three times to Bai Yi's body. When her head started to buzz, she stood up, staggered, and fled in a panic.
Morgue.
Bai Zixin didn't know how she walked out of the hospital. The tears on her face had long dried up, and there was only one thought in her mind.
She is finally a homeless child...
It was about half an hour after Bai Zixin went in. The driver simply got out of the car and waited beside the car. Just when he was getting a little anxious, he saw Bai Zixin slowly drifting out of the hospital like a wandering spirit, his face paler than before.
The paper was still pale and transparent. She was startled. When she walked to the car in a daze, she asked uneasily, "Girl, is your relative... okay?"
Don't blame him for thinking too much, Bai Zixin's face really looked like a dead relative, horribly pale, but he didn't know that he had guessed right, the woman in front of him had indeed just lost her mother!
Bai Zixin glanced at him in confusion and said nothing. With her arms as stiff as a mummy, she mechanically opened the car door and got into the car.
Seeing that she didn't say anything, the driver didn't dare to ask too many questions, so he sat in the driver's seat and returned in the direction he came from.
The uncle driver looked at Bai Zi's depressed and agitated look. He tried to say something along the way, but Bai Zi's heart was strangely quiet.