Staring hollowly at the cliff ahead.
Xiao Moli watched her gaze, looked at the cliff ahead, filled with fear in his heart.
Arms tightened, afraid that she might break free and do something foolish.
"An'an, can we go home first, and after we get home, you can settle accounts with me. I promise, whatever you want, I won't have any complaints. Just come home with me, alright?"
An Ziqi stood there for a long time before finally speaking slowly.
"Let go of me."
"An'an."
Xiao Moli called out anxiously. In this situation, he didn't dare to let go.
As if guessing what he was thinking, An Ziqi spoke hoarsely, "Don't worry, I won't seek death. If I died, what would happen to Ningning and Qian'ai?"
At this point, her eyes reddened again.
Even without Xiao Moli, she still had Ningning and Qian'ai.
They're still so young, how could she bear to leave them?
Xiao Moli looked at her reddened eyes, and his hatred for Lin Qiaoqiao deepened.
He asked cautiously, "Where are you going?"
