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divorce?

divorce!

When these two words fell into Xin Xiaotian's ears, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, killing him completely. He stared at Yang Rong with wide eyes in disbelief.

After so many things happened, Xin Xiaotian knew that he owed Yang Rong, and also knew that she must be dissatisfied with him, even disappointed, but...he never thought about divorce.

He felt that no matter how many things happened, even if Yang Rong annoyed him, hated him, and angered him, she would never separate from him.

And now, she actually said divorce?

Xin Xiaotian froze there for a long time without any reaction, only staring at her with wide eyes, his body was a little bit crumbling.

Seeing him like this, Yang Rong felt very uncomfortable in her heart. She withdrew her gaze, stared at the quilt on her lap, and said as if talking to herself: "I thought I could give up everything for you, but I I overestimated myself, my love for you is not that deep, and I don't want to hold on any longer."

His voice was a little choked, he paused, and continued: "You take their brothers and sisters with you, I will take care of Miao Miao..."

"Impossible!" Xin Xiaotian roared suddenly, interrupting Yang Rong's words, and at the same time waking up the little boy who was sleeping soundly in Mo Ziqi's arms.

Mo Ziqi frowned, and stretched out his hands to cover her little ears, trying to block these voices for her, but before he could, the little boy had already opened his big misty eyes, looking at him hazy and confused.

"Ziqi, you take Miao Miao out first." Yang Rong didn't want to argue with Xin Xiaotian in front of her daughter, so she raised her head and said to Mo Ziqi.

This was exactly what Mo Ziqi wanted, he nodded, lowered his head and hugged Xin Miaomiao and went out first.

Xin Miaomiao stood up suspiciously in his arms, trying to prop up her fat body to see what happened, but when she raised her head, she leaned on Mo Ziqi's back and looked back, only seeing the closed door of the ward.

"Papa is angry meow?" She asked Mo Ziqi, her little hair was messed up, her little hand covered her little mouth, and she yawned lazily, obviously not quite sober.

"No." Mo Ziqi shook his head in denial without any pressure in his heart, and left the hospital with the little boy in his arms full of disbelief, and called Yang Nianfu from the Yang family by the way.

Divorce can be big or small, and as an outsider, Mo Ziqi couldn't get involved, but for the sake of the kid, he didn't want Yang Rong to suffer, so he called the Yang family over to support Yang Rong.

After Xin Miaomiao was taken out, Yang Rong had no scruples.

She looked at Xin Xiaotian's handsome face full of grief, and said with a wry smile: "Xin Xiaotian, I'm not discussing with you, I'm just telling you, and I will solve this problem through legal channels."

She touched her belly with her hands, just like touching the child who lived here: "The child in my stomach is gone, Miao Miao escaped death, and I don't know what will happen in the future. I can't continue with you."

She even looked at Xin Xiaotian with pleading eyes: "You can take their brothers and sisters with you in the future, let me, Yang Rong, beg you, okay? I only have such a daughter, and I don't want her to have an accident. As long as there is something wrong with her, I will also Can't survive."

Being watched by his beloved woman with such eyes, begging for a divorce, Xin Xiaotian's heart was pierced like a knife, and he could barely breathe in pain.