Soon, the red Ferrari stopped at the door of An’s house.
An Jiandong heard the sound of the car from afar. At this time, he was already standing at the door. Seeing An Xi get off the car, he hurriedly came up: “Girl, where did you go so early?”
“Hospital” An Xi lazily answered An Jiandong’s words, obviously very unhappy.
“What’s wrong with you, daughter, hospital?” An Jiandong was so nervous when he heard the word “hospital” and asked hurriedly.
“Dad, it’s not me, it’s Ali, he, he, he had a car accident last night.” An Xi answered while walking. She was weak now.
“Oh, what about that wedding?” An Jiandong didn’t react at first, but later he thought of his daughter’s belly and started to get very good.
“Dad, there is no wedding there? Ali, his life is in danger now.” An Xi walked to the sofa and sat down.
In a few seconds, An Jiandong also followed and sat opposite Anxi. An’s sofa is also extremely particular. It is surrounded by a circle of cities and is a crystal coffee table in the middle.
An Jiandong was silent for a while before asking, “Daughter, is there any kid in the Gu family still saved him? If there is no help, father can find a way out for you. After all, your stomach can’t wait.”
“No, Dad, I will marry him in this life.” An Xi suddenly sat up straight and refused resolutely.
Gu Moli belongs to her, and she can only be hers in her life. What’s more, she has already paid so much for him, so how could she give up easily?