Sun Qingqing staggered back a few steps, but fortunately, Yexing Yao's eyes were quick, so he helped her in time.

"Sun Qingqing, listen to me, don't say that Su An is now my fiancé, even if he is just my boyfriend, as long as I like it and I want it, don't try to snatch him away from me!"

Ma Xiaolin looked at Sun Qingqing as if she was looking at a piece of garbage that had been stepped into a mud puddle, disdainful.

"Just because you're a good-for-nothing slut who only knows how to wag your tail and beg for mercy, and you still want to rob me of a man? You die, you. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at the security guards around them, and those security guards immediately came over, grabbed Sun Qingqing's arm, and wanted to drag her out.

Sun Qingqing didn't know if she was stimulated by something, or she was furious, so she was so crazy that she pushed away the security guard with one hand and rushed towards Ma Xiaolin.

Ma Xiaolin reacted quickly, and the moment she rushed in front of her, she raised her hand without thinking about it and slapped Sun Qingqing's face hard.

Sun Qingqing paused for a second, that is, at this time, Su Mu jumped out of nowhere, holding a bag in her hand, and greeted Sun Qingqing with a slashing head and face.

"Qingqing!"

Night Star Yao wanted to rush over to protect Sun Qingqing, but the three bodyguards around her grabbed her wrists and didn't let her move, and when she struggled out, Sun Qingqing had been knocked to the ground with a left slap and a right greeting.

On the white marble floor, there were blood stains, stained red along her white cotton and linen dress.

Sun Qingqing's face was as white as paper, curled up in a blood-red color, and she covered her bulging abdomen while twitching.

…………

Then, the Ma family was in chaos.

Then, the ambulance came.

Then, Sun Qingqing was sent to the Imperial Capital Central Hospital.

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The seven-month-old woman suffered a severe blow and the doctor opted for a caesarean section.

Sun Qingqing has no relatives in the emperor, and the child's father Su An has not been contacted until now, and even the initiators Su Mu and Ma Xiaolin are now cowering in the Ma family's villa and dare not take their heads, so they only called two servants to follow them to the hospital to see the situation.

The doctor said that if the child could not be saved, he could only resign himself to fate.

Night Star Haruka's hands trembled when she signed, and even the white signature slip was stained with blood on her fingertips.

The light in the rescue room is always red.

Night Star nestled in the corner, staring at the bright red rescue lamp, and in her pupils, she kept replaying the picture of Ma Xiaolin slapping Sun Qingqing in the face, and Su Mu slapped her on the head again, knocking her to the ground.

She accompanied Sun Qingqing to seek justice.

She accompanied Sun Qingqing to find his father for the child.

But now, there is no justice, the scumbag father is not there, only the angry Sun Qingqing is lying on the cold operating table, and the seven-month-old child in her belly is uncertain......

At the bottom of Ye Xingyao's heart, layers of anger and hatred rolled up indescribably......

Ma Xiaolin, Han Ke, Ye Jiatong, Miao Jia, Ye Hong......

Back then, it was the same.

Miao Jia almost forced Yi Zi to death, and Ma Xiaolin almost forced Sun Qingqing to death.

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In the living room of the Ma family.

It's a dreary thing.

The breath of dead silence oppressed almost all the people, and they didn't even dare to take a breath of air.