Blood dripped from her fingers onto the desk, making a tapping sound, while waves of pain surged through her.
However, An Ziqi couldn't care about these, she searched through all the places in the drawer, but she couldn't find it.
She fell to the ground weakly, looking at the clothes prepared on the bed, the slippers ready by the bedside, and finally, tears silently fell from her eyes.
Xiao Moli, you promised me, you would bring yourself back safely, you promised me.
Even if he hid at the ends of the earth, she would definitely find him.
The search continued day by day, yet still, there was no news.
Nuoyan was worried she might overthink and run into trouble alone, and since she was also taking care of Xiao Yining and Little Xiao'an at the same time, he was concerned she was too burdened, so he had her and the children stay in the Xiao Family Mansion.
An Ziqi seemed no different from before, as if Xiao Moli was just away on a business trip and would be back soon.
