The last sentence Yan Xinxin said was like a sharp sword piercing through, invisibly passing through Ning Zitong's heart!
She took a step back, feeling a bit dazed.
"Chuxi, let's go! I believe our baby will be okay! If anything happens to the baby, I will make that person pay back tenfold, a hundredfold!"
Yan Xinxin said as she pulled up Mo Chuxi's hand and turned around without staying for even a second.
Mo Chuxi looked at Ning Zitong with loathing, reached out and wrapped his arm around Yan Xinxin's thin shoulder, and turned away without stopping.
Ning Zitong stood like a wooden post in the same spot, completely stunned!
For a long time, she remained motionless, blankly watching Yan Xinxin's thin and slender figure walk farther and farther away, until it disappeared from her sight, only then did she slump down on the sofa in defeat.
"Madam, Madam, your foot was scalded red by the tea!"
Sister Xia suddenly exclaimed worriedly.
