All this was not the sin she provoked, but she was borne by her. She felt it was unfair. Why did Xia Lan remind her of those unpleasant things?

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Anya shook her head with tears in her eyes: "No...I don't, I didn't want to kill you, I'm sorry..."                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              �

She hurriedly turned around and left the apartment. Something might happen if she stayed there! Seeing that Xia Lan didn’t take the 200,000 yuan away, Anya hurriedly put it in a bag and followed it out: "Aunt Xia, your money! I don’t want your money! Take it away!"

Xia Lan didn't dare to look back, and when she got in the car, she urged the driver: "Go quickly! Go back to the mansion!"

At this time, Anya chased after him, forced the door to open the car door and stuffed the bag with money into the car: "I don't want your money! What happened just now is that I'm wrong, I'm sorry!"

Xia Lan didn't say anything, and when the car got on the road, she let out a long sigh. When she was in the apartment, she thought Anya was going to strangle her to death... It was so terrible!                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     

The older people couldn't stand the fright, and she had to admit that she was really old.

Jing Chengxu saw her appearance and was very worried: "What's going on?

What’s wrong with you?

Do you want to go to the hospital?”

Xia Lan shook her head: "I'm fine... I'm just scared... That Anya suddenly went crazy and almost strangled me to death. I didn't dare to find her anymore and told Shaoqing not to meet her. I'm afraid that she would do something terrible to Shaoqing. I'm just such a son, that woman is so scary! Go and call Shaoqing!"

Jing Chengxu was afraid that her mood would be too excited and the condition would become more serious, so he could only obey her meaning: "Okay, okay, I'll call immediately. Don't be too excited, lie down well. If it really doesn't work, I'll take you to the hospital."

After the phone was called, Jing Chengxu roughly explained the situation, and Jing Shaoqing reacted fiercely: "What did you say?

Anya attacked my mom?

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Jing Chengxu was afraid that Jing Shaoqing would do something extraordinary: "Your mother is fine, don't think too seriously. Your mother meant that you should not go to Anya again, for fear of accidents. This matter seemed not easy to solve... Alas..." Of course, Jing Shaoqing couldn't listen to any advice at this moment, because his affairs involved the safety of his mother, and he could not think that nothing had happened, so he immediately put down his work and drove to Anya's apartment.

Hearing the knock on the door, Anya got up from the bed without any anger and went to open the door, too lazy to think about who would come to her.

When she saw Jing Shaoqing with an angry face, she was stunned. She didn't know what to react for a moment. The man who didn't want to see her would come to her on his own initiative.

"If you have anything, come on me, don't touch my mom!"

Jing Shaoqing has no habit of hitting women. Even though his hands have already been clenched into fists, he has tried his best to endure it.

Then Anya realized that she thought of her previous actions and lowered her head with some guilt: "I didn't mean it... I know that no matter how excessive your mother said, I shouldn't be out of control... I'm sorry.

If I need medical expenses or something, I will bear it, but... please don't force me anymore."

Jing Shaoqing couldn't feel sympathy for her at all: "Since you have done it, why pretend to be guilty?

If it weren't for your pregnancy, I wouldn't let you go."

Anyamu looked up at him, tears slid down his cheeks: "I really didn't mean it! I don't want to be called the daughter of a murderer anymore! I also want to live like a normal person, why can't anyone tolerate me?

I just want to live a brighter and brighter life than the past, I just want to... completely get rid of the shadow of the past, what's wrong with me?

!I...I really didn't mean it...I just lost control of my emotions for a while..." Jing Shaoqing was stunned, the murderer's daughter?

Obviously, Anya's words touched him more than her tears. He was not interested in her past, but was just a little shocked. At the same time, he also wanted to know what Xia Lan said to cause physical conflict.

"What did my mom say?"

He asked in a stiff tone.

"She didn't know my past... she just said that when there was an argument, I had no one to raise my life. I suddenly thought of the unhappiness I was when I was a child, so I couldn't help it.

No matter what other things are, I am too extreme in this matter and I apologize.

If you are here to seek justice, you can do whatever you want, whether it is tooth or beat me up."

Anya raised her hand and held her hair in her ears, acting calmly.

Of course, Jing Shaoqing would not do anything, and said lightly: "My mother doesn't know, so she said that. It's even more. I won't talk to you again after I can't continue. Just do whatever you want. Your own life is a mess, and my life is a mess. If this makes you happy, you can do whatever you want, and I don't care."

The calmness in his words showed his heart to the current situation, and also made Anya's heart sink little by little. Is it so great that the loss of Chen Mengyao had an impact on him?

Just as he was about to turn and leave, Anya stopped him: "Wait! If possible, can you sit down and chat?"

Jing Shaoqing stopped, turned his back to her, and did not turn around. He looked at the watch on his wrist impatiently: "I will give you five minutes, so I will say what I want to say."

Anya bit her lip: "Come in and sit down, let's have a good chat. I know you hate me, the last time, okay?"

Jing Shaoqing turned around and looked at her in disgust: "What are you thinking about?

Do we still need to sit down and chat?

If I hadn't refused to chat with you in any way before that night, because you were my woman's friend, but now, I feel... disgusting when I see you."

Anya was somewhat embarrassed: "I...I didn't have any ideas, can I not do this?

Please."

Jing Shaoqing hesitated for a moment, walked into the house, sat down on the slightly messy sofa, and the impatientness between his eyebrows did not dissipate.
Chapter completed!