Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

Yang Rong's mind is in chaos now, and there is only one voice, that is, her daughter is gone, gone...

Hearing what Mo Ziqi said suddenly, she couldn't give him any response.

On the other hand, Xin Xiaotian over there suddenly came back to his senses, ran up, embraced both Yang Rong and Xin Miaomiao, stared at Mo Ziqi with sad eyes, and roared angrily, "Don't touch my Miaomiao!"

Xin Xiaotian and Yang Rong are in the same condition. When Xin Miaomiao was born, she was a small lump, and it was difficult to survive. After four years of raising her to look like this now, but she suddenly went like this, how could he? Accepted.

Although he already has a son and a daughter, Xin Miaomiao, Xin Miaomiao is his real flesh and blood.

How did you let him accept the only daughter and just go away.

He stretched out his hand to snatch the daughter in Yang Rong's arms, but Yang Rong hated him so much that she refused to let go, kicked her directly, and cursed hoarsely: "Get out!"

"Rong'er..." Tears welled up in Xin Xiaotian's heartbroken eyes.

Miao Miao had an accident, and his pain was no less than that of Yang Rong, but Yang Rong's crazy appearance now made him even more frightened.

The husband and wife made such a fuss in the corridor, Yang's father couldn't stand it despite his grief, and quickly signaled the two daughter-in-laws with his eyes to help Yang Rong.

Yang Rong hugged Miao Miao with tears streaming down her face, and she refused to let go no matter who came to persuade her. With her tightly guarded appearance, it seemed that she was going to follow Miao Miao just like that.

Xin Xiaotian felt a great pain in his heart, but he was held aside by his two brothers-in-law, unable to get close to him, so he could only call out the names of Yang Rong and Xin Miaomiao.

In this chaos, only Mo Ziqi is calm.

He knelt in front of Yang Rong on one knee, very dissatisfied with their behavior of torturing the little boy, but the other party was the little boy's parents, so he had no right to say anything.

Of course, the most important thing is that he must take the cub back from Yang Rong's hands now.

"Aunt Rong, Miao Miao will be fine, please give Miao Miao to me, and I promise to return you a healthy daughter." Mo Ziqi asked again.

The little boy was kneeling there, with his back straight, serious expression, and persistent eyes. Although he was only ten years old, he was more convincing than an upright man.

Yang Rong's mind was in chaos now, but perhaps it was God's will. In this chaos, she saw the little boy standing in front of her.

Her gaze met that of the little boy.

The affirmation and earnestness in the young boy's eyes made her startled.

I don't know how long this staring lasted, Yang Rong's eyes filled with tears again.

Miao Miao has been judged to be brain dead, which is no different from death. Outsiders can't understand the pain in Yang Rong's heart at the moment.

In such despair and pain, she lowered her head and kissed Miao Miao's pale face, warm tears fell on her little face, and her trembling voice choked: "Miao Miao, my Miao Miao..."

Under such circumstances, it is absurd to believe such a young boy who speaks without evidence.

But so absurd?

Now in Yang Rong's heart, as long as Xin Miaomiao can live, even if she is asked to die in the next moment, she will not hesitate.

With tears in her eyes, she slowly put her limp daughter into Mo Ziqi's arms: "Ziqi, as long as you can save Miaomiao, Auntie can be your cow or horse in the future."