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[245] He saved me!

"Little... aunt!"

She tried hard to open her eyes, but her head hurt as if it was going to explode, and her vision was blurry and blurry.

"Xiao Qing, why did you come here alone? Do you know how worried we are?"

Ouyang Yan cried, her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and she held her hand tightly, "If anything happens to you, then I won't be able to live either!"

Her words immediately made Xiang Jinghui behind her nervous, "Yanzi, what are you talking about? If something happens to you, what will I do? Besides, we still have..."

Halfway through his words, Ouyang Yan glared at him and held it back. He said with a smile, "Xiaoqing, look, you must not get into trouble. Once something happens to you, it will be the most painful and frustrating."

It will be me!"

He looked at his wife helplessly and smiled

"That person...where is he?"

Suddenly thinking of the forest guard, Yin Yiqing looked around, but he was not there.

"who?"

Unexpectedly, Ouyang Yan shook her head, "Who is it?"

"That forest guard, he... saved me!"

"Is there anyone? We looked for you all night and didn't see you. We were about to call the police, but we got a call. Someone said on the phone that he helped a woman on the mountain. That woman

As soon as he had this number on his cell phone, he called us to inform us!”

oh

My heart sank, it wasn't him, it was just an accidental forest guard!

A dull sigh slowly spread out from the bottom of my heart.

Five days later, Yin Yiqing woke up from that deep sleep, but she also had no strength all over her body. When she moved, her whole body seemed to fall apart.

"Girl, you have to go out and bask in the sun. You don't know how well built our orphanage is now. Hurry up. The children are playing games in the yard. You can't be bored and go out!"

Ouyang Yan came in and opened the curtains first. The bright sunshine came in, and the room suddenly became warm.

The orphanage has indeed changed

The yard gets bigger, the house becomes more beautiful, and the children become happier

"Grandpa, come here, I want to ride a horse!"

Who is running with a pair of little hands over there?

"Look at Ya Bao. In the past two days, he and the old man have been fighting each other. The old man dotes on him so much that he can even kill him!"

Only then did Yin Yiqing see clearly that the person with Ya Bao was actually Mr. Xiang

Her little face turned dark immediately

"Auntie, my uncle must have recovered, so it's time for me to take Ya Bao away!"

As she spoke, she shouted in Ya Bao's direction, "Baby, come on, we're leaving!"

"Mommy, it's so fun, I don't want to leave!"

The little guy didn't pay attention and was still making a fuss with Mr. Xiang.

An inexplicable anger rose up

"Yabao, if you don't come over to the number of three, then Mommy won't want you anymore and will leave alone!"

one……

"Mommy..."

The little guy was still scared and ran over with his little legs.

"Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing, you...listen to me!"

Ouyang Yan hurriedly chased after her, but unexpectedly, as she ran, something hit her feet. She staggered and fell to the ground...

oops!

she exclaimed

Aunt!

Yin Yiqing ran back quickly, but it seemed that she was too late

A black figure ran over quickly, stretched out his arm, grabbed her waist and pulled her back, "Why are you so careless? You clearly know that you are no longer alone!"

Xiang Jinghui's tone was angry and distressed, and his eyes were full of reluctance.

"Uncle, don't blame auntie, it's all my fault!"

Yin Yiqing said embarrassedly

"No, it's none of Xiaoqing's business, it's just my own carelessness!"

Ouyang Yan defended Yin Yiqing

"Miss Yin, what are you doing? Isn't it okay for me and my grandson's children to play together?"

Mr. Xiang came over with a dark face

"Your grandson's child?"

Yin Yiqing's face became even more gloomy, "Mr. Xiang, please don't talk nonsense here. The child is mine, what does it have to do with you? It's really ridiculous. You think you can kill people, force people, and rob others if you have some power.

A child at home?”

"You...what did you say? I killed someone? Who did I kill?"

Mr. Xiang became furious immediately

"You don't have to do this. You don't know who you killed. How can others know? I just want to say that God is watching what people do. If you do too much evil, there will be retribution! I'm sorry, aunt, uncle, we

Let’s go, please take care of yourself!”

After Yin Yiqing said coldly, she took Ya Bao's little hand and walked out of the orphanage.

"Jinghui, you...why don't you hurry up and get the child back to me?"

Mr. Xiang is anxious

"Dad, how should we chase her? Xiaoqing is right. The child is indeed hers. What reason do we have to chase her? When we did that to her, she had to go far away. Think about her alone.

How hard it must be to raise a child, what have our Xiang family done? Let alone you and me, even if Nan Feng is here, he may not be qualified to stop the child!"

"Then you are saying that this child really has nothing to do with the Xiang family? If she takes Ya Bao back to Country M, then I will never see my great-grandson again!"

The old man beat his chest and felt very sad

"Dad, you don't have to be like this. Aren't we thinking of a way? As long as we can keep Xiaoqing, we don't have to worry about keeping the child!"

Xiang Jinghui comforted the old man and said

"Yes, Dad, you are getting older. You have been tired from Yabao for a long time. Go back and rest!"

Ouyang Yan said carefully

"Huh, so are you. We have been married for so long and there is no movement at all? Don't you know how boring it is for me to stay alone in the Xiang family's mansion? If I have a child to play with, that would be a happy old age!"

"Dad, actually Yanzi..."

Xiang Jinghui was about to say something, but was stopped by Ouyang Yan, "Dad, let Jinghui go back and stay with you for a few days!"

"Huh, let him stay here. When he gets home, he will be busy hanging up the phone with you in less than five minutes. He keeps saying that he is going back to accompany me. In the end, 23 and a half of the 24 hours are spent holding the phone and talking to you.

The more I watch you chatting, the more irritated I become. It’s better to be out of sight and out of mind!”

Well?

Well?
Chapter completed!
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