Chapter 42: I Conceived a Child for You

Yin Wanwan sneered: "Is it necessary? Is there something wrong with what they say? ”

A hint of coldness flashed in Qi Chu's eyes, "My women, how can you let them talk casually." ”

Yin Wanwan laughed at herself, "Your woman? Do you care what people say about me? I was faceless and skinless in S City a few years ago, isn't it a bit too hypocritical for you to say this now. ”

Qi Chu frowned, Yin Wanwan could already feel his anger, "That's what you think, or do you still blame me for what I did to you in the first place." ”

Yin Wanwan blurted out impulsively, "Didn't I stick to you without skin and face, but you kicked me into prison?" Am I not your mistress now, and your fiancée is still in the dark? ”

"Yin Wanwan!" Qi Chu tried his best to control his emotions, probably as if it was a shame to attack in this way.

Compared with Qi Chu's anger, Yin Wanwan, who vented out, was much calmer than him, and slowly spoke: "Qi Chu, do you want to know what I was like in prison for a few years?" It's really like a puddle of mud, at first, I was still holding out hope, hoping that you were joking with me, just to teach me a lesson, let me know that I was wrong, and soon you will take me out...... But no, you don't! Compared to those words, I was bullied by them in prison than a pediatrician, they said, you let them teach me a lesson, and said that I am not qualified to conceive your child......" Yin Wanwan's voice gradually choked, and he looked up at him tremblingly, "Qi Chu, I had a child of yours in prison, and I was checked out in the third month of my imprisonment." ”

"Watching the child flow out and put it in a barrel, my heart is really dead, but I also understand that if there is no hope, there will be no disappointment."

But this nightmare has been haunting her, and memories have gradually flooded up—

"Kill this cripple! And the child in her belly! ”

Several female prisoners pulled her from the bed to the cold ground, punching and kicking, this is one of the countless bullies she has been in prison, it has long become a habit, she will not resist too much in the past, but since she was pregnant, Xing is the motherhood in the body, so that she is not gritting her teeth to bear, she desperately protects her belly, can't fight and can't escape, she begs for mercy, and even the last dignity for the sake of the child.

"Please, don't hit my child!"

"It's useless to beg us, Mr. Qi said, you don't deserve to conceive his child—" one of the female prisoners said to her fiercely.

"Grab her legs!" The female prisoner who took the lead ordered the other two female prisoners, and after Yin Wanwan's legs were grabbed by them, she was pulled into an extremely ashamed and shameful posture.

"Please, spare my child!"

Two hands are no match for four hands, not to mention three tall women, terror fills the chest, no matter how she begs, a sharp pain spreads from the lower body to the whole body.

Mr. Qi said, Mr. Qi said, Qi Chu, is that you? You are so cruel that you don't even spare your own children!

With such a big movement, not a single prison or police officer appeared, no wonder these female prisoners would be so fearless, Yin Wanwan dragged a bloody cry and crawled towards the prison door, crawling all the way to call for help, "Help me!" Help me! There is no one! Help me! Someone! My child, my child! ”

knew that no one would come, but she still did such a useless thing for the sake of the child.

"Ahh

Behind her, a hand grabbed her hair again, and the person who followed her continued to punch and kick her, "Sisters, keep beating me until I kill the child in her belly!" It doesn't matter if you are crippled, Mr. Qi said, don't be polite to her, as long as we don't die, we will have money! ”

Qi Chu refused to leave room for her, so she didn't shout, and let those people abuse her, and the cheerful laughter in her ears, those people were tired, and they went back to the cell to sleep.

The prison and police sent her to the infirmary, where she shed a real bucket of blood that night, and the formed child, who fell into the barrel, had already been kicked and beaten beyond recognition.