Come on, black belly mommy

"Today is the day when An Xinxin, the daughter of the An's Consortium, was released from prison. Early in the morning, reporters from various media and newspaper offices were waiting at the prison door..."

Just as Ji Zien expected, An Xinxin was released, because all the villains in Vietnam died, and even the only survivor died of sudden illness, lacking strong witnesses, under the eloquent rhetoric of the lawyer, An Xinxin won this lawsuit.

But it was beyond what she expected before, the person who fought this lawsuit for her was the lawyer hired by An Zhenhao, that is, the man she ran into in the morgue of the hospital that day, not that man!

Ji Zien picked up the remote control and turned off the TV, and walked to the French window expressionlessly, An Zhenhao, are you showing your tolerance by doing this?

She took out her mobile phone and made a call, "Lili, where are you now?"

"I'm at home, what's the matter?" Wang Lili's voice was vague and sleepy.

"I'll send you something, you know what to do!" After hanging up the phone, Ji Zien walked to the desk, took out a document from the drawer and put it on the fax machine.

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Wangchun Prison

An Xinxin was released at 11 o'clock. Since the morning, the reporters have all been waiting outside the door, waiting for her to be released from prison, and to get first-hand news.

There was still more than half an hour before An Xinxin was released from prison. Some of the reporters were chatting, while others were playing with their mobile phones.

At this time, a reporter's mobile phone rang suddenly, and after answering the call, the reporters immediately seemed to explode.

"Is this true? An Jianxin is not An Zhenhao's biological daughter?"

"Isn't your website an exclusive report? Could it be fake?"

"First, Wu Qian cheated, and An Xinxin was imprisoned again. Now Wu Qian is dead, and An Xinxin was released without charge. Now, An Xinxin is not An Zhenhao's daughter. They have a lot of family affairs, and there are more Breaking news?"

"Then does An Zhenhao know about this? This green hat is so tall!"

While the reporters were chatting with each other, a black Mercedes-Benz drove up, and after a while, the gate of the prison opened, and An Xinxin walked out from inside.

As soon as the reporters saw An Xinxin, they all rushed over, "Miss An Xinxin, now there are rumors that you are not An Zhenhao's daughter, do you know about this?"

An Xinxin lowered her head and covered her face with her hands. At this moment, the bodyguard came over, pushed the reporter away, and then protected her and got into the car.

"Miss An..."

An Xinxin was already in the car, but the reporters kept knocking on the glass and taking pictures...

After the Mercedes-Benz drove away, all the reporters followed, and the bodyguards took a lot of effort to shake off those annoying reporters.

An Xinxin has been silent since she got in the car, wearing big black sunglasses, and sat in the back seat without saying a word. She has not yet come out from the shadow of Wu Qian's death.

Because Wu Qian's death was so sudden, I didn't even see her last side...

The bodyguard took a look at An Xinxin from the rearview mirror and saw that her face was not good, so he didn't dare to ask more questions, but he had to ask because of the mission, so he took out his briefcase and handed it to her, "This is what the master asked me to do." I gave it to you!"

An Xinxin turned her head, picked up the briefcase in his hand and put it aside, without even looking at it!

After an unknown amount of time, An Xin said with a heavy heart, "I want to see my mother! Take me to the cemetery!"

"Yes!"

After that, she never spoke again, and she didn't look at the briefcase either.

After arriving at the cemetery, An Xinxin put Wu Qian's favorite bouquet of roses in front of the cemetery. She knelt on the cold ground and looked at Wu Qian's photo on the stele. The sadness she had been suppressing in her heart turned into tears.

During this period of time, the tears she shed were the most she cried in the past 20 years. In the prison, she also saw related reports from the outside. About Wu Qian's death and her life experience, all of them became all media Hottest news.

Her tears fell silently like a faucet, and just like that, she sat in front of Wu Qian's grave for a whole day.

Back at Anjia Villa, An Xinxin stood in the hall, looking around at this long-lost home. In the past, whenever she came home, Wu Qian would walk towards her with a gentle smile, "Baby, I'm back!"

Now, the huge villa is just an empty shell to her, and some of them are only cold, or cold.

She returned to the room, went straight into the bathroom, took off her clothes all over the floor, and after washing off the filth and bad luck, she came out in a white bathrobe.

She wanted to drink, opened the door and walked out, called a few times, but no one paid attention to her, only then did she notice that she hadn't seen a domestic servant since she came home.

At this time, the butler walked out slowly.

An Xinxin frowned, and said coldly, "Where's the domestic servant? Why isn't there anyone?"

"They were all sent away by the master!" The butler replied politely.

An Xinxin's eyes trembled, her heart constricted, and she glared at the housekeeper coldly, "What about you? Why don't you go?" If she remembered correctly, this housekeeper was a maid from her mother's natal family. , she was called over by her mother because of her quick hands and feet.

"I'm leaving, Madam won't feel at ease in the sky!" the butler said quietly.

An Xinxin frowned, her nose was sore, because of her word "Ma'am", all the maids left, only she stayed here, and the once glorious home suddenly became deserted.

She opened her mouth lightly, "I want to drink, can you bring me a bottle of vodka?"

The butler didn't say anything, turned around and left. When he came back, he handed An Xinxin the vodka in his hand.

An Xinxin said softly, "Thank you!"

Afterwards, she took the wine bottle and went upstairs. She didn't even pour the glass, and drank directly with the wine bottle. The spicy liquid burned all the way from her throat to her stomach.

She fell down on the sofa, her back was hurt by something. She turned around and saw a brown briefcase. She opened it and saw that it was full of property under Wu Qian's name. All adopted to her name.

Alcohol is a good thing. When people are saddest, they can use alcohol to numb themselves!

And tonight, she just wants to get herself drunk!

She has a lot of money now, a lot of money!

However, the person she loves the most has left her forever!

Is this what she has now? !

Ah!

She picked up the wine bottle and took a sip. The action was so violent that before she could swallow, she was choked by the cold liquid and coughed uncomfortably.

She didn't ask An Zhenhao, nor did she look for him, the answer was very clear.

She and An Zhenhao are like what the outside media said, she is not An Zhenhao's daughter.

——It’s 2014, and another year has passed in a muddle. .Looking back, what I was doing in 2013 was just wasting my time. .This Mommy essay has been with me for most of 2013, and miscellaneous things have been with me. No matter the pain or various blows, I finally persevered. . There are 80 characters. I have never written so many characters, and I don’t know that I can write so many characters. .I don't know whether to be happy or happy. .I don't know why, I can't be happy at all. It's the new year, the first day of 2014, January 1st. I don't know if there are any readers who are following the article, and I don't know if anyone will read it. All in all, 1 Continue to write this article that I have broken and broken, broken and broken, until the day it ends. .If you ask me when it will end, I will say I don't know, until all the stories are written. .Here, I will say to myself, pumping children's shoes, please work hard, even if there is the last reader left, you must finish writing well. . ——