Tang Nuan was looking forward to the end of these ordeals soon, but her abdomen, which she had been thinking about preserving, suddenly felt a sharp tingling.

This pain made her panic.

When she was beaten, no matter how much it hurt, she always gritted her teeth and endured without begging for mercy, and the pain in her abdomen made her open her mouth without thinking about it, and begged for mercy: "Don't fight, please, don't fight." ”

The middle-aged woman's indifference made Tang Nuan beg at the onlookers regardless of embarrassment and dignity: "Please, help me, help me...... Please...... Help me ......."

When most of the people came into contact with Tang Nuan's pleading eyes, they didn't care about themselves and turned around and left.

The only few scattered who wanted to help, some were frightened by the fierce eyes of the bodyguards and took a step back, and some were pulled away by their friends.

The stomach hurt more and more, and the pain was heartbreaking, as if there was a knife in it, stirring wildly.

Tang Nuan became more and more afraid, she looked at the many people who were originally watching, and in the end, only a few were left who were hesitating to help. Spoiled and cute wife: The president forcibly married

Tang Nuan, who was just thinking about asking Song Qingchun for help, but stopped at the last critical moment, couldn't care about Song Qingchun's meeting at this time, she was the only person she knew here, she didn't even think about it, she raised her voice at Song Qingchun, who had already stopped the taxi, and shouted miserably: "Song Qingchun, please don't go, you help me...... Song Qingchun ......"

"Song Qingchun!"

Song Qingchun walked towards the taxi and subconsciously paused.

This kind of Song Qingchun made Tang Nuan see a glimmer of hope, she seemed to grasp the only life-saving straw, and put her figure that she had always wanted to be proud in front of Song Qingchun, and put it in the most humble position: "Song Qingchun, I beg you, I know you hate me very much, but I still beg you to help me......"

Because of the pain, Tang Nuan's voice became a little trembling, and tears slowly seeped out of the corners of her eyes: "Song Qingchun, now you are the only one who can help me, can you help me?" I beg you, she is Mr. Huang's wife, Mr. Huang has been relying on Su Zhinian recently, you have such a good relationship with Su Zhinian, I beg you, please, please......" The Frozen Throne of the Storm and Clouds

Song Qingchun's hand slowly clenched into a fist.

Tang Nuan said Mr. Huang, Song Qingchun knows, when she accompanied Su Zhinian to the dinner, she met once, she felt familiar at that time, and now after Tang Nuan said this, Song Qingchun slowly remembered that Mr. Huang was the one who cuckolded Qin Yinan.

"Song Qingchun, I only need your words, just one sentence, I beg you......"

"As long as you help me, I can disappear from your eyes, and I swear that I will never make you feel troubled in my life......"

"Song Qingchun, please...... Tang Nuan's voice changed tone, poignant and unspeakable, Song Qingchun subconsciously turned his head, and saw Tang Nuan spitting out a mouthful of blood on the ground, she seemed to be in pain and couldn't make a sound, Song Qingchun could only use her mouth shape to see a few scattered words: "...... Rescue ...... Child...... I...... Kid ......"

Child...... Was she begging her to save her child?

Only then did Song Qingchun notice that a small patch of red oozed from Tang Nuan's buttocks.