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Chapter 169: The Girl Who Committed Suicide 26


"We just gave up on him, what?"

If Mother Pan hadn't held An Qing in her arms, she would have wanted to pull Sister Yu and ask her who gave her the courage to find this place.

"No, you can't, your family are all good people, help me, help me."

Seeing that Pan's mother didn't even give her any room for change, Mrs.

Yu cried even harder and grabbed Pan's trouser legs.

Don't let go.

Mother Pan kicked Sister-in-law Yu in disgust and hid behind Father Pan with An Qing.

Sister-in-law Yu jumped into the air, her expression even more sad: "You, how can you not save me from death?"

"Hurry up and leave.

If you don't leave, we'll call the police."

Pan's father pointed at his door and shouted to Yu's wife impatiently.

"You are forcing me to death."

When Sister-in-law Yu heard the word "call the police", her heart skipped a beat.

She no longer dared to act like a rogue in Pan's house, and left Pan's house wiping her tears.

"God has eyes, this person named Yu has received retribution this time," Mother Pan said in relief as she watched Sister Yu leave in embarrassment.

Mrs.

Yu returned home and sat quietly all night.

She was young and widowed because she had a son and no job.

She had never found a partner.

Because of her personality problems, her relatives couldn't get along, so she had been alone for more than ten years.

After living such a hard life with Sun Lin, her son can be said to be her lifeblood.

Sister-in-law Yu was so distraught that she felt extremely sad when she thought about how she and her son were dependent on each other.

Then when she thought about the Pan family's refusal to help, she hated her to death.

But at dawn, she had made up her mind.

Last night, the treacherous Zhu Qizhi even threatened and coaxed him out of Sun Min's words.

Knowing that what this boy committed was robbery, he felt more at ease.

With such a son, Zhu Qizhi was not worried at all about his mother calling the police.

He confidently called Sister Yu: "Are you Mom Sun Min?

How are you preparing the money?"

"The money is ready, when will you return my son to me?"

Mrs.

Yu, who had not gotten the money, was ready to give up the money.

She was quite nervous when she answered the phone, and her palms were sweating while holding the phone.

"It's so fast.

I didn't expect you to be such a good mother."

When Zhu Qizhi heard Sister-in-law Yu saying that the money was ready, his eyes lit up and he showed a satisfied smile.

"I'll give you the money, and you give me back my son."

Mrs.

Yu heard her heart beating very fast.

"Okay, come on, the address is correct, don't think about playing tricks, don't forget that your son is a robber," Zhu Qizhi said sarcastically.

Sister-in-law Yu didn't expect that the person who used Sun Lin to blackmail him would actually know all this, and she clenched her fists tighter.

"I know, just wait for me, I'll be there in a minute," Mrs.

Yu said and hung up the phone.

Mrs.

Yu walked out the door holding a big handbag.

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She didn't see a little boy and a little girl sitting in the car not far behind her, looking at her with interest.

"Sun Lin's accident has something to do with you."

An Qing looked at Han Han beside him and frowned slightly.

Although it was a question, it was in an affirmative tone.

Because if it weren't for this, An Qing really couldn't figure out why Pan's mother, who had persuaded Pan's father and mother to take her out of the cold, would take her to see Yu's sister-in-law.

"I don't have a deskmate, and no one writes my homework.

I'm not happy."

Han Leng flipped through the homework book he had been playing with these days and said without caring at all.

An Qing took a deep breath.

She wanted to ask whose family brought up this kind of virtue in their children.

Her eyes fell on Leng Leng, who smiled: "My parents don't like me.

Like a monster, I was raised by my grandfather.

Later, my grandfather also died, and I was left alone."

"I, I don't mean that, don't, don't be sad."

As a mature adult, An Qing felt that it was a bit shameless to let a child tell her sad things, and her face turned red. , there was a bit of nervousness in his voice. tgt ttrgt: