"Xiao Tian, I can't go; my grandma is still in Ouyang Zhi's hands. If I leave, what will happen to my grandma?" An Xiaomian shook her head, daring not to leave, nor was she able to.
Upon hearing this, Lin Xiaotian ran over and grabbed An Xiaomian's hand: "Then what do we do? Are we just going to stay here forever? Do you want to be imprisoned here by that Ouyang Zhi indefinitely?"
"Of course I don't want to, but how can I ignore my grandma?" An Xiaomian was also very distressed and helpless. She walked over to the sofa, sat down, and painfully covered her face.
She felt like she was useless, always failing to protect her grandmother.
She had once thought that if her grandmother passed away, she would have no other relatives and might as well not live anymore.
But now, there were three babies inside her stomach.
