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At the end of the album, there was a tuft of white fur. The soft white fur was soft and smooth. As she held it in her hand, she felt an indescribable pain in her heart.

Mo Xiaoxiao stood up and wanted to rush out, but a sudden pain came from her stomach. Her legs could not take a single step further, and her body slowly fell onto the bed.

Large beads of sweat dripped down from her forehead. She clenched a handful of white fur, her teeth chattering as she shouted for help, "Yunshu, Yunshu, save me, save me!"

Sima Yun Shu had too much to drink and now felt a headache from her hangover. She didn't immediately head to the room where Ye Mo was staying, instead she went downstairs to find a glass of water to drink.

Wang Shi had not woken up to cook yet, so the kitchen was quiet.

Looking at the mess on the dining table, Sima Yunshu absentmindedly thought of the scene from last night. Big Sister Xiao Yan and Mr Xiao must still be sleeping!

Sima Yun Shu suddenly wanted to go to the coconut grove at the back. The morning air there must be beautiful and fresh. Shaking her head, she stood up and slowly walked out of the villa.

Eardotten was a man of his word, and he had a good habit.

In the morning, he stood in front of the villa's door and looked at the half-opened door. He didn't feel that it was inappropriate and directly walked in. Last night, Han Yong had invited him.

"Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan." The living room was empty. A light flashed in his eyes as he walked up the stairs. He remembered the location of the room.

However, when he got closer to the room, he heard a faint cry for help from Jing Xiaoxiao. He was stunned, but immediately rushed over. Jing Xiaoxiao leaned on the bed with a deathly pale face, blood flowing out from under her.

"Xiao Yan?"

"It's you?" Mo Xiaoxiao opened her eyes and extended a finger. However, in the next moment, her vision turned dark and she fainted.

Snowy jumped up from the balcony in the other room and ran out of there like a wisp of smoke. She left excitedly with Er Duoteng.

Instead of rushing back to his villa, Er Duoteng ran to the seaside. There was already a large ship going by, and soon, a fast boat was lowered from the ship.

Xiao Meng Han sat in the helicopter, looking down at Han Yong. He waved his hand, signaling Han Yong to return and take care of Mo Xiao Yun. Xiao Meng Han knew her decision was rushed, but he was afraid he would hesitate.

Closing his eyes, Xiao Meng Han's heart suddenly hurt. His hand was clutching his chest, and the pilot thought he wasn't feeling well, so he quickly asked: "Director Xiao, do we fly back?"

"No, let's go." Xiao Meng Han shook her head and said: "I really don't have the courage to leave now."

"Yes." The pilot hoisted the plane high and flew away from the beautiful island.

This was a paradise for the rich, a place where famous gentlemen relaxed their minds and bodies, but it was also a place the poor people spoke of.

Han Yong drove the car back to the villa. The moment his car stopped, his gaze suddenly stopped at the ground. There was a drop of blood that hadn't solidified yet. Han Yong didn't have enough time to think about it further before opening the car door and stepping out.

His hand picked up the blood, some of it half congealed.

The blood kept flowing out of the house. He looked out of the house and saw that the blood was dripping from the inside out.

"Xiao Yan." Han Yong flew into the villa and ran up the stairs as fast as he could, charging into Xiao Meng Han's room. The room was empty except for a pool of blood beside the bed.

"No, Xiao Yan." Han Yong didn't have time to think deeply before chasing his back. He drove the car to the edge of the sea in hot pursuit of blood.

The blood finally disappeared into the sea, leaving only a small black spot on a distant ship.

Han Yong's eyes turned red as he fiercely slapped himself. In the next second, he took out his phone and dialed Xiao Meng Han's number. When his phone was turned off, Han Yong remembered that Xiao Meng Han just got on the plane and left.

Wang Shi had just woken up from his sleep and was rubbing his eyes as he walked out. Unexpectedly, his bare feet seemed to have stepped on something sticky. He thought it was Snowy who peed, so he quickly lowered his head.

It was blood. A line of blood ran from his face to the door, and dripped down the stairs.

"Yunshu, Yunshu, someone's dead, someone's dead." Wang Shi cried out in horror. He raised his head to see Sima Yunshu walking in from the back door of the kitchen. His fingers trembled as he pointed to the ground, "Blood, blood."

Sima Yunshu was startled. When she first came out, there was no blood. What was this?

"Sister Xiao Yan?" In a panic, Sima Yunshu ran towards the stairs, only to stagger and fall to the ground.

As soon as Wang Shitou saw her, he immediately ran over to help her up. How could Sima Yun Shu still care about himself? He was only worried about Mo Xiaoxiao up there.

Mo Xiaoxiao was unconscious. She struggled to wake up several times, but she always felt her hand being held by a large, gentle hand. Her stomach was hurting a little.

Feeling that something was about to leave her, her heart was filled with discomfort. She couldn't lose it, so she could only vaguely hear someone saying mechanically, "The fetus is moving abnormally. Should we prepare to induce labor?"

"No, my child, I want my child." She did not know that although she had used up all of her strength, her voice was only as soft as a tattoo.

A figure looked down at her. A strand of silver hair landed on her face. "You want to keep your child?"

It was a familiar voice. Who was it? Who was it that was speaking to him? "Yes, my child, mine." Silent Red repeated her words weakly. She used all of her strength to grab that hand. She wanted a child.

Silence. After an unknown period of time, she heard the voice say, "You will pay for this."

Price? What price? Jing Xiaoxiao did not have the strength to ask anymore. She could only hear the voice, full of dignity, "Do your best to protect the child. Otherwise, all of you will be buried with him."

To be buried with him? His consciousness gradually sank into a coma, as if that small life in his body was once again peacefully staying in her stomach.

Silent Xiao Ran slowly relaxed and once again fell into a deep sleep. Her hand was still holding onto the large hand.

Tightly, with white knuckles due to excessive exertion.

His silver eyes fell on the small hand that was holding him tightly. The next moment, his lips fell and kissed the slender fingertip. He muttered with determination, "You promised me."

Mo Xiaoxiao opened her eyes and looked at the world before her. It was dark. Was it dark? Silent Dye reached out her hand to feel the bed beside her. She remembered that there was a lamp by the head of the bed.

A warm big hand held the eye of Mo Xiaoshan, and his body trembled. This hand? She was sure that it wasn't Xiao Meng Han's, nor was it Han Yong's.

"Xiao Yan, what do you want from me?"

"Eardotten?"

"It's me." Erdogan looked at Jing Xiaoxiao in confusion. She seemed to be a bit weird when she woke up. He raised his other hand and waved it in front of her eyes, but she didn't seem to notice at all.

"Why is it so dark?" Jing Xiaoxiao asked doubtfully, "Where's Yunshu?" And Han Yong? "

After a moment of silence, Erdorin did not know how to answer Silent Red's question. There were several knocks on the door, and Erdorin said, "Come in."