Yes, this little bastard doesn't look like her.

She has black hair, but this little bastard has caucasian blond hair.

She has yellow skin, but this little bastard has white skin.

This little bastard only has facial features that are slightly similar to hers, and for the rest, I don't know which wild man he resembles.

Seeing and thinking about it, she felt even more angry. She once again pinched the little girl's thigh with her fingers and pinched her soft thigh hard.

The little girl was in so much pain that her legs spasmed.

But Jiang Yao was like crazy and kept pinching her legs.

After pinching one place, she moved to another place, and she didn't stop until the little girl's fair legs were bruised and swollen.

But she didn't want to feed this little bastard any milk powder or change diapers.

She couldn't protect herself anymore, so why did she care about this little bastard?

After thinking about it, she realized, why was she still staying in New York? She should run, she should go somewhere where the police couldn't find her!

At daybreak, she was dead.

With this thought, she hurriedly dropped the little bastard, threw her on the ground, and hurriedly packed her backpack.

When she rented a house, she didn't bring much with her, so she only planned to bring a change of clothes with her this time.

She never thought that she would become a fugitive and wanted by the police in her lifetime.

She killed someone.

When Jiang Yao was packing her things, her fingers were trembling, and she dropped her clothes to the ground in a panic several times.

The little girl cried and crawled on the ground to her feet.

Jiang Yao kicked her, with an angry look on her face: "Get out! Don't think about me taking you with me, you will starve to death! You are such a burden!"

The little girl only recognized Jiang Yao, and only Jiang Yao fed her milk powder. She was hungry.

The little girl looked at Jiang Yao longingly, her poor little hands tugging on Jiang Yao's shoes.

How can Jiang Yao care about this little bastard? Whether she lives or dies has nothing to do with her!

She can't protect herself.

Jiang Yao packed her things in a hurry. She only brought some clothes and toiletries, organized into a backpack.

It was cold in winter and there was no heating in the rental house. Her hands soon turned red from the cold.

She put on a mask and wrapped herself tightly in a scarf, then put on her bag and prepared to run away.

She had to go to the airport to buy a plane ticket first. After buying the plane ticket, she went to a place she was unfamiliar with and found a remote village to hide in. In this way, no one could find her.

She was already overwhelmed by the Jiang family's affairs, so it would be a good idea to escape like this so that she no longer had to worry about everything in New York.

Where to go?

Canada.

Yes, Canada.

Canada is close to the United States, so there will be enough time for her to escape.

At this moment, Jiang Yao was in complete chaos, with only a little bit of sanity left.

The little girl was lying on the floor, holding Jiang Yao's shoes with her little hands, looking up at her eagerly.

Jiang Yao lowered her head and kicked her again: "Why are you dragging me here? Little bastard. You should be lucky that I didn't strangle you to death, little bastard, get out!"

She would definitely not take the little bastard away. The little bastard would definitely starve to death as long as he stayed hungry in the rental house for a few days.

Moreover, there are dangerous things everywhere in the rental house. If a child is not taken care of, he will definitely be killed if he bumps into it.

She didn't have to worry about this little bastard. He died just as she wanted.
Chapter completed!