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"Whatever you want! I don't care about these long ago."

Lin Xiyu looked at the building outside the car window with a chuckle on the other end of the phone.

Everything outside is very good, and it is indeed many times better than the boring life in prison.

But for her, there is not much difference.

"An Qier, let me tell you the truth. I agreed to your request to come out, just to see what happens to my enemy." Lin Xiyu said in a very calm voice, "My enemy has now broken his legs and has become a lifelong cripple. I have seen everything I want to see, and I have no other expectations."

So, even if she goes back now, she doesn't care.

Outside the car window, countless tall buildings and trees disappeared into her sight, and a slight smile appeared on Lin Xiyu's fair face.

"You... don't regret it!" Lin Xiyu whispered to the person on the other side of the phone, "I regret it now, I regret the things I did impulsively in the past."

Angel's voice was extremely cold: "I don't need you to teach me how to do it, Lin Xiyu just wait for me."

beep...

The phone was disconnected.

Lin Xiyu glanced at the phone that had been hung up, with an indifferent expression on her face, and looked out of the car window again.

In the end she was of no help at all!
The mobile phone in her hand suddenly vibrated slightly, Lin Xiyu picked it up suspiciously and glanced at it, it was a text message.

"Do you think Jiang Muyu is really in Italy? Heh!"

Lin Xiyu's face turned pale.

When she heard the conversation between Angel and Huo Beicheng, her heart instantly turned cold.

Italy is fake?

So everything An Qier said to Brother Beicheng earlier was false.

"You are crazy!"

Lin Xiyu moved her lips and murmured something.

The fingers quickly dialed Angel's phone again, but they were not answered at all. The phone was dialed several times, but no one answered it.

Lin Xiyu's whole mind suddenly became messy, and all kinds of irritability filled her heart.

"Aren't you in Italy?" She clenched her phone tightly, feeling agitated in her heart, "Did Angel lie to me? Or brother Beicheng?"

For a moment, she was a little uncertain.

This text message successfully messed up her heart.

Lin Xiyu's face was pale, and she couldn't help but said to herself: "Jiang Muyu, you can't do something..."

What if Italy is really fake?
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Xiao Niannian was at home at this time, and the little guy had walked back and forth in the living room several times.

My heart can't be quiet.

No matter how smart he is, he is still just a child after all.

The fact that Mummy was kidnapped made him panic now.

Worried, afraid, anxious...

"Brother? Mummy isn't at home?" Xiao Chenchen ran over, holding a Transformers toy in his hand, with a cute and curious expression on his face.

Xiao Niannian: "Chenchen is playing by himself, Mommy will be back soon."

Young Master Huo will definitely bring Mommy back.

Xiao Lele followed, with a hesitant look on her little face, "Brother Niannian, is something wrong with Mommy?"

Little girls are inherently sensitive. Xiao Lele grew up in Huo's parents. Because of Huo's mother's suspicion at the beginning, she subconsciously became sensitive and concerned about changes in people's emotions.

The expression on Young Master Huo's face and Niannian's reaction before made the little guy feel something.

Xiao Niannian went up and held her hand, "It's okay, Mommy is fine."