After returning home with the child, her ex-husband knelt down and gently coaxed her.

"peaceful!"

"peaceful!"

"peaceful!"

A desperate shout came from downstairs.

At the critical moment, a pair of burning hands firmly grasped hers.

At this moment, An Ning's entire body was hanging in mid-air.

Looking up, Lu Xiyan had half his body outside the window, his outstretched arm firmly gripping her hand.

"Western Banquet!"

"pay close attention!"

His arm, veins bulging, gripped Anning's wrist tightly.

An Ning was suspended in mid-air, feeling so much weightlessness that even though Lu Xiyan was holding her tightly, the sensation of falling made her hand slip out of his palm for a moment.

Lu Xiyan grabbed her arm again with his other hand, veins throbbing on his forehead, refusing to let go.

"Western Banquet!"

An Ning looked up at him, her heart aching.

Seeing this, Cao Han, with red eyes, frantically prepared to stop Lu Xiyan.

"Don't move!"

Police officers who had been secretly deployed downstairs arrived promptly.

Cao Han was terrified and, with nowhere to escape, was about to jump off the building when he was apprehended by the police who rushed over.

Even though she was restrained by the police, she continued to laugh wildly at Lu Xiyan, "You can't save her! If she falls from here, she'll be dead!"

"Even with a safety airbag, she might not survive at that height! Hahahaha—"

"You people, just live in misery!"

Anning hangs in the air seventeen stories high, like a kite with a broken string, just waiting for a gentle breeze to blow it to the ground.

Downstairs, Li Jun hurriedly ordered through a megaphone, "Save people! Quickly, save people!"

The police upstairs tried to help Lu Xiyan pull An Ning back, but their attempt failed.

Police officers downstairs hurriedly moved the safety airbags, urgently searching for the best landing spot.

The wind was whistling in my ears.

And there was Lu Xiyan's heavy breathing.

Large beads of sweat dripped down his chin and onto Anning's arm.

Anning's feet couldn't find any support, and she could only barely hold on for a few minutes by relying on Lu Xiyan to pull her along.

She glanced down, but quickly looked away.

Too high.

Falling down like that would definitely not look good.

Lu Xiyan tried desperately to pull her up, but just as he pulled her up a little, his hand suddenly slipped.

An Ning fell, but he caught her tightly and brought her back to the starting point.

It's always just a little bit off.

"Western Banquet!"

An Ning looked up at the man's flushed face. "Let go! You'll run out of strength soon, and you'll fall too!"

"I won't let go!"

The man stubbornly held her hand, half of his body already outside the wall, desperately pulling her up.

The safety airbag downstairs has found its optimal position, and a loudspeaker blares, "Firefighters are on their way! Hold on!"

An Ning burst into tears. It wasn't that she couldn't hold back, but that seeing Lu Xiyan's trembling left hand was like a knife cutting into her heart.

He can't use his left hand!

"Lu Xiyan! Let go!" An Ning cried and shouted, "I won't fall to my death! There's a cushion underneath! I won't fall to my death! Please let go!"

She was just trying to comfort him, and Lu Xiyan knew that.

Cao Han was right; if you fall from that height, you'll be crippled or killed.

Lu Xiyan gritted his teeth, sweat dripping down his face, his deep eyes already bloodshot, and the veins on his temples throbbing.

Unable to control the trembling of her left hand, she held Anning's hand tightly until she lost consciousness.

He had no other thoughts but one—to hold onto her tightly.

"I won't let go!" he gritted his teeth, his voice firm. "I'll hold onto you! I'll always hold onto you!"

Anning cried bitterly, her heart aching so much she couldn't breathe.

My arm hurts terribly, like it's being torn apart, but it's nothing compared to the pain in my heart.

Looking at Lu Xiyan's left hand, whose muscles and pulse were trembling uncontrollably, she sobbed uncontrollably, "I beg you, let go!"

"I won't let go, even if it kills me!" Lu Xiyan said, gritting his teeth. "Hold on tight with both hands! Get up here!"

He really didn't have much strength left; the pain in his left hand made it almost impossible for him to breathe.

But people often unleash their greatest will to survive when they are in the most adverse circumstances.

Anning grabbed his wrist with her other hand and held it tightly.

Lu Xiyan gripped her hand tightly, making a desperate attempt, and let out a low roar.

Anning's body was pulled upwards inch by inch by him.

Inch by inch.

Little by little.

Just as the sound of the fire truck siren became clearer, most of Anning's body had already been pulled up to the wall.

With one last push, Lu Xiyan leaned his entire body backward and pulled sharply.

He leaned back with all his weight.

An Ning collapsed onto him.

"Bang, bang, bang—"

It was a powerful heartbeat, threatening to shatter the tranquil eardrums.

Then a pair of arms encircled her tightly, slowly tightening their grip.

His trembling kiss landed on her hair.

She heard Lu Xiyan exhale a long, exhausted breath.

Anning lay on top of him, feeling his burning body temperature, strong heartbeat, and the unique, pleasant scent that belonged only to him.

She smiled softly through her tears.

He really could have held her a thousand times over.

......

The people upstairs were saved, and the people downstairs broke out in a cold sweat, then suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Still shaken, they saw the police taking Cao Han away.

Cheng Wanwan remained pale and tear-streaked, sitting blankly on the ground without any reaction.

Cao Han's eyes remained fixed on her as he softly called out, "Wanwan—"

"Snapped!"

Before she could finish speaking, Han Yun raised her hand and slapped her across the face.

She wanted to hit him again, but Cheng Shao and the police stopped her.

Han Yun's eyes were bloodshot as she glared at her. "Cao Han! You're utterly heartless! Even a dog in the Cheng family would have a better conscience than you!"

Cao Han turned his gaze away from Cheng Wanwan and looked at Han Yun, "I admit to what I did, and I admit to the crimes I committed."

A tear rolled down her cheek as she pleaded, "Wanwan has lived in your Cheng family for twenty-eight years. Even if she's not your biological daughter, you still have a mother-daughter bond."

"Can't you treat my Wanwan well for the sake of your own daughter being alive? She did nothing wrong, I'm the one who's wrong, it's all my fault!"

Han Yun gritted her teeth and burst into tears, "How can you say such things to me now! Just because my daughter isn't dead, does that mean I have to treat your daughter well?! You, Cao Han, are the one who caused this situation! You should reap what you sow!"

Hearing her scream, Cheng Wanwan finally snapped out of her daze.

With tears streaming down her face, she looked at Han Yun, then slowly looked at Cheng Shao.

Her parents now only see peace in their eyes.

She has nothing left.

How could they treat her well?

They will not let her go!

They will not let her go!

"hehe!"

Cheng Wanwan chuckled softly and slowly stood up, supporting herself on the ground.

He laughed like a madman, "Heh heh! They won't let me go!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly broke down and rushed towards the oncoming sports car.

Before anyone could react, she started the sports car and sped away.

"Wanwan! My Wanwan!"

Cao Han shouted and tried to chase after him, but the police held him firmly and put him in a police car.

"Wanwan!"

Han Yun and Cheng Shao panicked when they saw her break down and leave. They were about to chase after her when they remembered something and turned to look at the stairs.