579. Extra Story: An Accident at Thousands of Miles High 1
Five months later, Sydney Airport.
Wang Aoshuang and Ling Ang were watching the news on their laptops in the waiting room.
"Australia's largest black gang collapsed, and the female leader was sentenced to life imprisonment..."
Looking at such news, the two of them felt a little relaxed, but they felt a little melancholy.
Wang Aoshuang sighed quietly, "Zuo An finally got punished for doing so many bad things, but it was difficult for her child."
Yesterday was the final trial of the case, and she and Ling Ang went to the court to listen.
At that time, Zuo An was wearing a prison uniform, with dull eyes and haggard face. He looked like a dead grass, which was a world of difference from his former charming temperament.
Seeing her lowered her head and gently touching the child in her belly, Wang Aoshuang's heart no longer had the same hatred of the woman who had done evil in the past, but instead had a faint sense of pity.
If Zuo An was still extremely vicious at the last moment, it would be pleasant to be punished like this. However, she was willing to suffer a lifetime of torture for the sake of her child, which made people feel involuntarily pity in her heart.
Wang Aoshuang gently grabbed Ling Ang's hand and sought it: "An, will we go to see Zuo An's child if we have the opportunity in the future? Although Zuo An used to be very hateful, the child is innocent and leaves his mother as soon as he is born.
And there are no relatives in this world, it's very pitiful."
He gently shook her hand, "Okay, do whatever you say."
Compared to their child's happiness, he did think Zuo An's child was very pitiful. As a father, he had deep pity for the child.
Seeing the faint sorrow between her eyebrows, he comforted her gently, "Don't be sad, if you are unhappy, it will affect your baby, he is about to be born, you have to be cheerful to welcome his arrival."
"Yeah." She immediately smiled, "We will prepare everything after we go back and wait for his birth."
Thinking of the 10 days left, Ling Ang felt unstoppable joy in his heart, "Well, I want to feed the baby myself."
She leaned happily on his shoulder and raised a comfortable smile.
The plane is flying at a height of thousands of miles.
Wang Aoshuang looked at the white clouds in the sky, thinking that she was about to return to her relatives, and felt indescribable comfort in her heart.
Ling Ang handed her a glass of juice, "It's almost home, are you happy?"
"Well," she patted her stomach gently, "The baby is also very happy, always moving around excitedly, kicking me in a very painful way."
"He bullies his mother so naughtyly. When he is born, I have to teach him a good lesson."
She smiled quietly, "You don't want to bear it."
"Yeah." He gently touched her hill-like abdomen, "Of course I don't want to bear it. You and the child are both my internal organs, and I can't even take care of you, so why would you blame him?"
She happily leaned her head against his shoulder, and her white face was filled with happiness.
Suddenly, a strong pain flashed through her stomach, and she couldn't help but scream, "Ah..."
He immediately looked at her nervously, "What's wrong?"
"It's okay, I guess the baby kicked too hard."
After a while, she suddenly felt a warm liquid flowing out from her lower body, and her face changed a little.
When Ling Ang noticed her abnormality, he immediately asked with concern: "What's going on?"