Chapter 170 It's Better to Bow Your Head and Admit Your Mistake (4)

An Xia couldn't help raising her eyebrows when she heard that, and asked with a half-smile, "Master Bo, when did you come?"

"An Xia! What's your attitude?" Bao Zhiqing's handsome face was tense, and he said angrily, "My grandfather is kind enough to help you. Let's see what's your attitude?"

"After three months of detention, I thought you would reflect on why you are not lovable and why you are hated by everyone. I didn't expect it to get worse and even more annoying!"

He just hates such a vicious girl!

Yang Yang's whereabouts were unknown, and Aunt Mu shed tears all day long.

The old lady An had a stroke and was lying in bed without money for treatment. She made a good home, but was forced to live in the basement by her!

Such a cruel and cruel person should be sent to a prison to die of old age!

An Xia didn't even bother to look at Bao Zhiqing, but only looked at Mr. Bo.

Instead of helping Song Zhengwei, Bao Zhiqing, who was in his early years, pissed himself off.

"Grandpa!" The voice suppressed anger was more embarrassing.

She didn't even look him in the eye, how arrogant!

Only then did Mr. Bo sigh, "I just arrived."

Little girl, what kind of backing made her so arrogant?

Mrs. Song's relatives in the capital city are all here. Although the Ai family is not a famous and wealthy family, it has a solid foundation.

Ai, Bo, and Song's three families can always dig out her backer.

"Oh, it's just here." An Xia chuckled, with contempt in her eyes, "I thought you saw how Mrs. Song got hurt."

Old Man Bo knew what she meant. The old man had worked hard on his face to the end, and his expression didn't change at all. .

She sighed kindly and kindly: "Mrs. Song can't hurt herself, Xia Xia, you can correct your mistakes if you know them. There is nothing good about it. You are still young. If you make mistakes, you can correct them. No one will say anything.

"But if you insist on going your own way and make mistakes again and again, even if Grandpa Bo wants to help you, your conscience will be disturbed."

"Xia Xia, admit your mistake. Grandpa Bo put on his old face and begs Mr. Song for you. This matter..."

Mrs. Song, who was so painful that she was sweating all over her body, was furious. She gritted her teeth and said, "Forgiveness? Who... whoever dares to beg, is... just... against me... against my Song family! Bitch... Bitch, you... ...I...I wait...wait!"

"Zhengwei, she hurt our... daughter first, then stab... stab... stab me, don't let... let her go! Don't let her go."

"Brother...you...you help me, help...help Zhengwei, don't let...let her go!"

After losing too much blood, Mrs. Song's face was as pale as paper, and she paused every time she said a word, and she heard Song Zhengwei's heart beating.

"I know, don't talk, I will take care of it." Song Zhengwei said solemnly, "This time, I will definitely not let her go, don't worry."

Mr. Bo sighed again and again, "Xia Xia, why bother? How difficult is it to bow your head and admit your mistake?"

The hypocrisy made Anxia feel sick.

No wonder a waste like Bao Zhiqing can be cultivated.

The roots are rotten, so what good things can grow?

Turn around and move again.

After checking his sister's wound, Ai Tingze got up and finally spoke, "Miss An, you'd better stand here today and don't move a step, otherwise..."

There was an intentional pause, an obvious threat.

An Xia just wanted to know who he was, hooked the corners of her lips, and smiled, "Otherwise what?"

"Otherwise, Ms. An will not have a better life in the future." Ai Tingze waved his hand, signaling his bodyguards to surround An Xia.

A loud, dignified voice came suddenly: "What a big tone! I want to see, who dares to make Xiaoan's life difficult!"

La la la, there are six more!

Ten changes must be made today!

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