Chapter 8
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An Ran felt strange and couldn't let him hurt the child. He pushed him away with all his strength.
Le Sijie used his thumb to wipe the corners of his mouth as he approached An Ran.
A terrifying demon-like tall figure enveloped the An Ran. She was so scared that she nervously retreated.
"Since you've planted the wrong fruit in the beginning, why do n' t you end it earlier in order to prevent everything from starting?" The aura of danger grew stronger and stronger.
"Si Jie, wake up!" "Your father's injury to your mother is already deep enough. Why do you repeat your father's mistakes? When will this hatred be eliminated!" An Ran tried to persuade him.
"You know quite a lot!" The grenade of hatred exploded in his body. Thinking back to the past, Le Sijie could not be rational.
When he closed his eyes, it was all his father's burnt twisted face and his black-blooded face. His mother, father, everything had to be given by the Xia family.
Le Sijie was out of control. An Ran felt that there was a huge disparity in strength in this match. She felt that she was too naive. The hatred in Le Sijie bones could not be changed overnight. It had changed him over the years.
"Si Jie, let me go. Let the child go. I don't want to stay by your side. I just want you to let the child live."
"You already want to leave, right?"
Le Sijie was slightly startled, thinking that she was even angrier when she had the heart to leave for her child.
In the past, she had at least thought that this child belonged to her. Perhaps she still loved her, but now, she didn't even have the last trump card.
He did not want to believe this woman with ulterior motives!
"If you want your father to die in a prison that is over half a century old, you can leave!"
Le Sijie's words pinched An Ran weakness. His father was his only relative!
In this love game between her and Le Sijie, she still lost. It was a kind of pain that was numb after excessive pain. The water clearly saw the bottom and reflected her pitiful self!
She looked at the man in front of her who had been in love for many years and suddenly felt unfamiliar.
The furniture of the Le family villa was luxurious and gave off a cold aura. An Ran curled up in a corner of the room, trapped in the cage.
An Ran was so scared that she hid behind. She was like a frightened Elk when she heard Le Sijie shout at the newly hired servant.
"Mother Wang! "Hurry up and call Doctor Lin over and give An Ran a beating!"
"Yes, Chief Yue Lin Doctor is already on his way. He will be there soon." The voice of a dull woman outside.
Dong dong dong, Le Sijie knocked twice on the door." An Ran! "Come out."
After smashing the door twice, he simply kicked it open.
Le Sijie saw An Ran hiding in a corner of the room, hugging his arms and looking at him in horror.
"Mother Wang! What are you standing there for! "Bring Miss Lin to the medical room!"
Le Sijie looked at the servant impatiently and shouted.
"Si Jie, save me. Don't hurt my child." An Ran lost his expression. He grabbed the man's shirt and Le Sijie." Mother Wang, save me, save me." Despair filled his heart.
"Chief Yue..." Mother Wang saw An Ran mournful expression and was in a dilemma.
Le Sijie walked over and hugged her petite body as she walked out.
Mother Wang helplessly shook his head from behind.
"Si Jie, you're really so ruthless."
No matter what, they were close to each other. Compared to the pain of losing a child, what made An Ran heart more cold was Le Sijie love.
Le Sijie lowered his head to look at An Ran. Tears flashed in his mournful eyes. A tear of despair soaked the back of his hand. He looked ahead and did not want to be moved by these eyes. He was even more afraid that his heart would soften.
At the entrance of the medical room, An Ran closed his eyes with heartache.
She was lying on a huge bed.
The cold touch eroded the heart of despair.
"Si Jie, I promise you that I will never appear in your world again."
A pale smile appeared on his lifeless little face. It was a sad feeling that caused his heart to die.
The sharp glint in her beautiful eyes dimmed again.
The moment the door closed, An Ran remaining attachment closed.
Le Sijie stood outside the door and watched Lin Doctor climb up.
There was a loud bang in the room, as if something had been broken.
Le Sijie went to open the door but found the door locked. In a hurry, he kicked the door open.
An Ran figure disappeared from the empty bed!
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Le Sijie opened the window and saw An Ran fall to the ground.
"Xia Anran!" Le Sijie shouted at her.
Ignoring Shang's broken leg, An Ran ran away in panic.
He ran to the outside of the villa and stopped a car. His broken knee was bleeding and he didn't care about the driver's surprised look.
The driver quickly drove away.
A penniless Xia Anran had nowhere to go. The cold streets were still filled with whistling north winds. She thought of Uncle Chen, but she shook her head again. She wanted to completely escape from Le Sijie world.
Everything about him had been erased from her mind the moment he wanted to kill the child.
She ran out in a hurry. An Ran didn't even care about her shoes. She walked naked on the Road and her thin white coat floated up like a broken catkin.
The streets were filled with the noise of wheels rubbing against the ground and the crowd.
"Miss, are you alright..." The passerby followed An Ran in surprise.
An Ran ignored him and just shook his head.
"Is this person crazy ……"
If he went crazy, it would be a relief.
After walking for some time, he saw a factory and the door was open.
Without even thinking about it, An Ran walked in. There was no way Le Sijie would find such an isolated place.
As she thought about it, she hugged her arms and curled up in the stairwell's mind. Everything about Le Sijie was like a thorn in her heart.
The thought of giving up floated through her mind, but she thought to herself that she wasn't alone anymore.
Near the corner, there was warmth.
When winter came, would spring be far away?
The poem that had been used up by Shelley appeared in his mind. This bleak winter was finally going to pass.
The power of motherly love supported her. A grass outside the window sprouted from the cracks of the stone, An Ran a thought that had been hesitating for a long time but had been firm.
She gave birth to a child! Mommy wants to fight with you!
In order to prevent Le Sijie from finding her, An Ran suggested to the supervisor that he should work in this factory temporarily. Seeing that An Ran was in a bad situation, he factory manager pay An Ran half a month's salary in advance.
However, it was too Weibo. It wasn't enough for the ticket to leave. An Ran felt that she wasn't afraid of suffering. As long as she could give birth to a child and stay with her for another minute, she would n' t have come to this world for nothing.
If God cared about her and allowed her to live longer, there would always be happy times with her child.
If God punished her and told her that she wouldn't be able to go much longer, if the child lost his family, it would be death. At worst, the two of them would die together.
However, at least for now, he still had a breath of air, so he would fight alongside the little guy!
At the moment, the most important thing was not to let Le Sijie find him. With his power in Worry City, it would be easy to find her. Therefore, he could not show his face or make public. He wanted to cut off all connections.
An Ran gritted his teeth as he thought to himself that a place like the factory wouldn't require an ID card, so it would n' t be too late to go far when he had saved some money.
She even cut her hair and changed her name. Everyone called her Xiao Ran. No one knew her real name, nor did anyone know her identity.
An Ran cut off her hair and changed into neat overalls. She stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself. After a short month of isolation, her wax-yellow face gradually turned red.
It was obvious that he was much more peaceful, but it also gave off a sense of intimacy.
Due to her pregnancy, An Ran was very simple. She sat in the workshop and did some registration work. Occasionally, she would follow Director to tally the goods. However, she had a big belly and naturally wouldn't let her do those rough jobs.
This shabby factory was naturally different from the luxurious Le Family villa.
As an employee at the bottom of the hierarchy, there were many people who didn't have any culture. The middle-aged women in their 40s were eyeing each other for the sake of supporting their families.
They looked at the An Ran who didn't have any aptitude and did a job that was much easier and more profitable. They were very angry and regarded An Ran as a thorn in their flesh.
As soon as she entered the dormitory, a fat middle-aged elder sister in the lead deliberately ran An Ran to give An Ran the most broken bed.
The ceiling was moldy and dark. It was made of poor quality materials. It rained heavily outside, and it rained in the room.
"Sister Xiao Ran, stay with me. You are pregnant." The crisp sound of a bronze tomb broke the silence of the room. The little colleague, Mingzhu, pulled the curtain and smiled at An Ran.
Just like that, the first good friend An Ran knew was Ming Zhu.
Mingzhu was a child who had grown up in the village. She had a ponytail and her eyes were as clear as water. Her entire body exuded a cool scent of mint.
"Are you twenty years old?" "Sister." An Ran Chong Mingzhu smiled. She was really a simple girl. When she saw her, she made people like her.
"After it's finished, this year's solar calendar birthday is just 19!" The inscription bead wiped the beads of sweat on his head and answered in a crisp voice.
Nineteen years old. He was supposed to be at school. He was really young. An Ran sighed in his heart. It was likely that the family background of a child working here would not be too good. An Ran did not want to inquire about other people's privacy and took into account Ming Zhu's pride, so he did not continue asking.
"Then how old is Sister Xiao Ran?" Ming Zhu asked.
"Xiao Ran, sister." Mingzhu was wearing a pink pajamas with the head of McDull on it and ran to An Ran bed." Xiao Ran sister, why are you sleeping so fast?"
Ming Zhu pouted and lowered her hand as if she was discouraged. She sighed. Sigh, it was not easy for her to meet a beautiful sister to chat, yet she was still so sleepy!
An Ran closed his eyes and didn't want to mention anything. He pretended to be asleep. He was only twenty-two years older than Mingzhu.
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