Delicate Mother of a Villain

Chapter 7



Xia An held Xia Xingchen's little hand and strolled towards the gate of the orphanage.

A big and small figure holding hands, with the setting sun and orange-red sky, made the scene warm.

However, the warmth was only short-lived.

The moment Xia An stepped out of the gate of the orphanage with Xia Xingchen, a white flash appeared in front of her.

In just a moment, Xia An and Xia Xingchen were surrounded by countless media reporters.

"Click! Click!"

"Miss Xia An, are you holding your son?"

"Who is your son's biological father?"

"Miss Xia An, I heard you got involved with your brother-in-law."

"Ms. Xia, why did you come here? Is it to pick up your son?"

"Miss Xia..."

Xia An watched countless reporters carrying cameras and microphones in front of her. The microphone was almost poked into her mouth, which made her a bit irritated.

In the doomsdays, because of the supremacy of force, there was no law at all. In fact, most people were very irritable and aggressive.

And Xia An was one of those grumpy people.

She looked at the blinking flashes and frowned impatiently.

"stop!"

Annoying!

Xia An never had any experience as a star. Before the end of the world, she was just an ordinary graduate student who was unable to find a job after graduation.

She also studied accounting.

After the end of the world, there was no acting profession.

Therefore, this was the first time she had to face so many reporters and cameras.

However, after the baptism of eschatology, Xia An hesitated to shout at these cameras.

"Miss Xia, may I ask..."

However, it was clear that after receiving no answer from Xia An, the reporters' offensive words shot back again.

She couldn't get away. Xia An couldn't stand these people asking her various private questions aggressively.

"These are my private issues, and I have nothing to say. Please let us go."

Then, Xia An hugged the little guy quietly, holding his palm in her arms, ready to break through the siege of reporters.

But the group of reporters didn't get the information they wanted. How would they let them go?

"Miss Xia An, please answer our questions."

"Miss Xia An..."

Xia An: 0 (TT) o...???

Bad reporter: Σ (= = = |||)! !! !!

Reporter: (OoO)...?!!

Xia An never thought! She would cry like that! Crying ... crying....

Because of this ridicule, it made her cry.

Because of this ridicule, it made her cry...

Looking at Xia An's crying like rain, there were only two feelings in everyone's heart!

one was......

Xia An was crying too beautifully! It was indeed the first love of the people! Even if she cried, it made people feel a throbbing heartbeat! Another impression was-

"You are not allowed to bully her!"

The little fellow, who was protected by Xia An initially, saw Xia An falling to the ground and shedding tears. He stomped from behind her.

He used his small, thin body to stand in front of Xia An, opened his arms, and protected Xia An with a ruthless look in his eyes like a wolf. As if, if someone talked about Xia An or took a step forward, he would pounce on and kill that person.

This scene made most reporters silent.

They received a notice and came to interview Xia An, considering that was their job.

However, when they faced such a scene, they could not help but feel a little uneasy.

"Are we going too far? In fact, Xia An is not easy."

"That is, how difficult it is for Xia An to pick up her son in this situation. Let's forget it."

"Well, orphans and widows, forget it today."

...

A group of reporters looked at the pitiful crying, but stubborn Xia An. They couldn't bear to embarrass this mother and son.

In the end, the reporters apologized to Xia An and left.

Some bad-hearted reporters saw everyone leaving, and felt that it wasn't right if they stayed. They just glared at Xia An and left unwillingly. "Mom, don't cry. The bad guys were driven away by Xiaoxing."

After Xia Xingchen watched the reporters all leave, he raised his scarred hands and carefully wiped the tears on Xia'an's face.

At this moment, the image of Xia An in Xia Xing was forever shaped.

That is-

The fairy mother was still frail. He must grow up quickly and become a man so he could protect the frail mother!

Xia An couldn't help but feel a little funny, looking at the pair of small hands gently wiping her face.

Obviously, it was she who came to protect this little fellow. Why did she feel as if this weak little fellow had protected her?

"Mom didn't cry, I just... there was sand in my eyes! Not crying!"

Xia An wiped her tears and didn't want to admit that she was crying because of what happened!

To her, that was shameful!