"What did you say?" An Baobei urgently grabbed him, unable to believe it. Even more unwilling to accept it.
Her mother... her mother... her mother actually...
No... how could this happen... how could... it shouldn't be like this... it shouldn't...
"Your mom had a premature birth, she gave birth to two children of uncertain survival." This time, Ning Zihan spoke much more simply.
An Baobei was so anxious that she didn't even pack her things and ran outside. She wanted to go back to see her mom.
This time, it was Ning Zihan who held her back.
"There are no planes flying to S city now, take your things with you and come with me, I came by private jet, I will send you back."
An Baobei's eyes were red, she didn't say a word to Ning Zihan, quickly packed her things in the guest room, and followed Ning Zihan to the airport, boarding Ning Zihan's private jet.
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