Chapter 1601： Sorry you are late

How could there be such a good thing in the world?

If so, An Qingli wants it too.

Once the resettlement happened, they could never go back.

An Qingli also asked herself why she would forget everything.

In the final analysis, it still stems from her suffering too much, or from her inner self-blame.

Without him and without children, she and An Qingrou might not have been quarreling like that. She finds a right man to marry, and leaves the house to An Qingrou to take care of.

Like An Qingrou, a woman who is determined not to marry in order to inherit the entire family, how can she endure two half-way babies and occupy her inheritance rights?

An Qingli knew it.

She said that the yearning has always been different from An Qingrou.

So their sisters made a choice at the earliest and also achieved certain conditions.

But... Westing couldn't marry her, which blocked her way out of marriage.

She is so stubborn that she must take the baby and stay in Anjia...

...

"It's not too late." Wei Siting grabbed An Qingli's shoulder, "You can divorce that man, I don't mind, I also want to divorce. You must not love him, you are drifting outside these years, you always need A good life can only be done by others, right?"

"You let go..." An Qingli wanted to push him away.

Although her husband is a very wise man, he can't stand his wife's tugging with his ex.

But Wei Siting refused to let go, he must hold An Qingli, and even wanted to hold her in his arms.

"Ali……"

"You let me go!" An Qingli was angry, pushing him desperately.

But she is so weak, how can she push him away?

The man's strength is too great, and she is struggling and incompetent.

At this moment, a man rushed in quickly, grabbed Westing by the collar, and roughly dragged him away.

Westing was pushed to the table and knocked over the coffee on the table.

An Qingli covered her face, watching An Mingchen press him on the sofa.

"Stay away from my mother!" He coldly threatened the man who called him his father.

"Chenchen." An Qingli breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward to support his arm, "Don't be impulsive."

She didn't want to watch the father and son fist each other.

If it weren't for An Qingli to persuade, An Mingchen might really hit someone.

But he squeezed his fist, and finally released the hand holding Wei Siting. He turned around, hugged An Qingli, patted her on the back gently, and comforted her.

"Let's go," he said.

An Qingli nodded, and suddenly looked at the proud and estranged child who grew up to protect her existence.

I was a little sour in my heart, but it was swollen, full of relief.

Wei Siting was stunned, watching the mother and son, holding on to each other, and walked out of the cafe...

He can't seem to recover, and he can't seem to accept.

But... there is nothing in the brain.

There was a voice repeatedly saying in his ear: You are late...

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"How did you think of this man in the first place?" Back in the car, An Mingchen showed a look of disgust again.

"I'm blind, okay?" An Qingli also gave An Mingchen a blank look.

An Mingchen...

It's too straightforward to be a mother, and I really can't fight her.

He could only snorted, "Zhengzheng is not as cute as it is."

Although Zhengzheng often attacked him, Zhengzheng is much cute.

An Qingli sneered, "But there is no way, you and Zhengzheng were both born to me."