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The plane stopped at Beijing International Airport. Qing Ge got off the plane with his eyes still red, like a little white rabbit.

After the bodyguard returned the bag that Jing Chen had taken away to Qing Ge, he once again got on the plane.

Qingge opened her bag, took out her cell phone and gave Jian Xia a call.

Jane Xia was about to deal with the maid when her cell phone rang. The caller ID showed that it was Qingge, and he answered without a moment's hesitation.

"Where are you?"

Qingge replied, "Beijing International Airport."

"Stay where you are. I'll pick you up now."

Qingge nodded and hung up.

Jane Xia drove for who knows how many red lights before she finally drove to the imperial city's international airport after 20 minutes.

In the empty airport, a small figure was standing there. With just the back figure, Jane Xia recognized that it was his Clear Song.

Jane Xia opened the car door and stepped out. She quickly rushed forward and hugged Qing Ge tightly, as if she had used up all of her strength.

Smelling the faint pleasant scent on Jian Xia's body, Qingge's heart, which was still floating in the air, finally came to her senses. She buried her head even deeper.

Jian Xia's clothes were slightly wrinkled, which was not in accordance with his usual noble and meticulous appearance. He was still wearing his slippers from home, which clearly showed that he had rushed over in a hurry.

Qingge looked up. "Why didn't you change your clothes and run out just like that?"

A hand stroked Qingge's fluffy head. "I'm afraid that I'll be here a little later. You're going to disappear again."

Qingge sniffed and said pitifully, "I'm hungry."

Jane Xia lifted Qingge up so that her hands could wrap around his neck. He stuffed Qingge into the passenger seat and fastened her seat belt.

The car started up, and it was different from when Jane Xia came. This time, Jane Xia drove very slowly.

Returning to the house, Qingge saw the maid, who had not been able to deal with the situation in time, kneeling in the hall of the main building.

Qingge was a little confused. "What's wrong with this maid?"

"She drugged me and even let An Ran into my bedroom."

Qingge frowned. She was not at home, but something like this had happened, "What about An Ran?"

Jane Xia whispered in Qing Ge's ear, "She didn't succeed and was killed by me."

Qingge stood on her tiptoes and kissed Jane Xia on the cheek, "Your performance is not bad, and is worthy of praise."

If it were an ordinary person, they might have felt scared when they heard that Jian Xia had killed An Ran, but Qing Ge would not. She was never an ordinary woman, and when she revived, all her gentleness and kindness would only be given to those she loved and cared for.

What's more, since An Ran had done such a thing, she was already extremely vicious. If it weren't for her special physique and her amazing self-control, she would have already succeeded. Perhaps the punishment for killing her was a little too heavy, but if he didn't kill her, Qing Ge was certain that An Ran wouldn't stop seeking death. An Ran was a woman full of schemes. Rather than waiting for her to suffer some serious consequences, it was better to end her early and prevent the irreparable from happening.

"What about the maid?"

"Since she's doing everything she can to help Angie, then send her to the Lu family. Lu Yi will definitely be willing to accept her."

Jian Xia raised her eyebrows. "Not a bad idea. It seems …" It was even more hateful than killing her. If Lu Yi knew that this maid had indirectly caused the death of An Ran, he wouldn't have let her off so easily. "

"They don't dare to offend you, and they want to vent their anger. This maid is their best outlet."

Jian Xia rubbed Qing Ge's head and said to Wu Yu, "Find a few people and throw her back to the Lu family. Also, tell Lu Yi what this maid did."

Wu Yu looked at his Young Master and his Young Madam and shuddered. Aiya, my god, this is too terrifying. A few bad words flashed through his mind as they colluded with each other. He was clearly discussing how to make the maid live a life worse than death, but his tone was bland as if he was discussing what to eat tonight. This was not something a mortal could comprehend.

"..."

After taking a bath at night, Qingge wrapped herself in a black bathrobe and lay on the carpet. She sighed as she thought back to the events of the past two days. It really was … How wonderful.

Jian Xia was also wearing the same black bathrobe as Qing Ge. His half-dried hair gave him a demonic aura. Jane Xia also lay down on the carpet and hugged Qingge's slim waist. "What are you thinking about, huh?"

"Why didn't you ask who took me away?"

Jane Xia's hand tightened around Qing Ge's, "Are they from the An Ran Sect?"

Qingge shook her head, "No, it's Jing Chen."

Jian Xia's body exuded an invisible aura. Qing Ge could feel his anger, so he patted him gently, "I'm fine. I just came back safely."

"Why did he kidnap you?" Jian Xia asked.

Qingge stared at the ceiling and said, "He had a heart surgery. He won't live for long. His doctor told me about this."

Jian Xia's tone turned cold, "So, what do you want to say? Do you want to leave me to accompany him? "

Qingge was stunned. Looking at the cold expression on Jane Xia's face, she felt amused on the inside. Where did all this internal drama come from? She crawled into Jian Xia's arms. "What are you thinking about? I'm relying on you. If you want me to leave, I won't leave."

Jane Xia raised her chin and stared at her. "Really?"

Qingge nodded. "Absolutely."

Jian Xia released her hand and said, "That's more like it."

Qingge asked curiously, "What would you do if my previous thought was to leave you?"

Jane Xia said word by word, "I will never agree. If you insist on leaving, I will lock you up so that you will never be able to leave the house."

Qingge hugged Jane Xia. "No matter what, I will never leave you."

Jane Xia nodded and said, "Me too."

"..."

Han Residence.

Han Mo Bei looked at the report submitted by the therapist and remained in a daze for a long time. When his eyes regained focus, he saw a few words clearly written on the report: depression.

Ning Huan was depressed.

Han Mo Bei suddenly burst into laughter. He thought to himself, "So what if she is depressed? She has his child in her womb. No matter what, Ning Huan can only stay by his side."

He went upstairs and pushed open the bedroom door. Ning Huan was sleeping peacefully, her face as clean and clean as a child's. Han Mo Bei stared at Ning Huan and lightly sighed. He stroked her hair and said, "I won't let you leave me."