Chapter 1 : Reborn at Twelve

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" Baby? Baby? "

Fang Qiao subconsciously called her daughter's name. Her fingers moved slowly, and she woke up from the chaos.

Her head hurt so much. Remembering the scene in the bloody confusion and the pale little face of Baby in her mind, she couldn't help reaching out and touching beside her.

She exclaimed again, " Baby? Baby? "

" Miss, miss, you're awake? "

A familiar yet strange voice rang in Fang Qiao's ears. A figure rushed over hurriedly, hugged Fang Qiao in her arms, "Oh, miss, you're finally awake. You scared me to death! You've been in a coma for seven days and seven nights. I'll go and call the doctor right now. Wait here! "

Fang Qiao listened to these words in astonishment. She looked up at the person in front of her, reached out and held her hand. With both confusion and surprise, she said, " Are you Rong Ma? Where is Baby? Where is Baby? "

Rong Ma was the one who raised Fang Qiao since childhood. She was the nanny specially chosen by Fang Qiao's mother, Qiao Jin, for Fang Qiao.

However, Rong Ma was sent away by Fang Qishan after Qiao Jin's car accident and death when Fang Qiao was twelve years old. Fang Qiao never saw Rong Ma again since then...

What was the situation now?! Fang Qiao's head hurt badly.

The current Rong Ma was about fifty years old. Her smiling eyes were kind. She said anxiously, "Has the young lady slept for too long and even forgotten about me? Who is Baby? This is really... Such a big incident of the young mistress's car accident. The young lady must have been stimulated and her mind is confused. I have to call the doctor! "

Saying that, she ran away quickly with not-so-agile steps.

Fang Qiao's mind was so chaotic. Baby's small and pale face was engraved in her mind and wouldn't go away.

She clenched her fists and jumped out of bed, running outside without even wearing shoes. Just after a few steps, several unusually tall men appeared at her door and reached out to catch her.

Fang Qiao hurriedly stepped back a few steps, looking at these people warily in her heart and thinking of a countermeasure.

A clear voice interjected among the crowd, half blaming and half sternly saying, " How did you do things? Qiao Qiao just woke up from the coma. What if so many people scare her? Hurry up and back off! "

The person came over in big steps. Accompanying the familiar voice was a face that was so familiar that Fang Qiao would never forget until her death - Fang Qishan!

He was in his thirties and less than forty. His figure was tall and straight. He was so tall that she had to look up to see his face. It was the young Fang Qishan!

Fang Qiao's mind exploded with a bang. Glancing at herself in the nearby dressing mirror, she saw that she was not fully grown and had a childish face, looking like a little child -

Looking at the others again, no wonder they were all unusually tall and terrifying. Because she was too short now, the sudden change in vision from a normal adult woman to a little girl made these men appear particularly tall!

Before she had time to think, Fang Qishan came over and hugged her in his arms.

He said kindly and lovingly, "My dear daughter, you finally woke up. Dad has been worried these days. These uncles are all doctors. Don't be afraid. Dad knows you don't like the smell in the hospital, so I asked the doctor uncles to come and check on you. Although mom has passed away, don't be too sad. Have a good rest and be obedient. Promise dad not to cry anymore, okay? "

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