Anhao felt extremely frustrated. These people's voices kept ringing in her ears, interrupting her conversation with Zuo Hancheng.
Zuo Hancheng had been whispering into her ear. He was hugging her, and he was right beside her. What were the people around her doing?
Why were they crying?
" Anhao, hurry up and talk to Mom. Don't scare me, Anhao…"
Mother?
When did she ever have a mother?
Anhao's lips curled into a cold smile subconsciously. The burning emotions in her mind burned her consciousness away like a red fire in the sky.
It was so noisy. She was going to see Zuo Hancheng. Where was he? That was where she belonged.
"Anhao! Good!" An Pingyi looked at the unconscious Anhao in her arms in horror. Her eyes turned red as she shouted anxiously in the direction of the ambulance,""Ambulance! Save my daughter! Please save my daughter!"
