"If Kechen sends me an invitation letter in a year's time, then I will join Kechen."

One year is enough time for her to avenge her child.

As soon as her words fell, she heard a familiar voice from Xing Yanxi's side.

"Miss Xing."

"Shall we talk?"

Hearing this voice, Song Zhiyi paused for a moment, and her face changed slightly.

Why did Song Xuewei run to find Xing Yanxi?

Xing Yanxi is still pregnant with a child in her belly, if there is a dispute with Song Xuewei, it will definitely be Xing Yanxi who suffers.

Song Zhiyi thought of her child who died young, and her hand holding the mobile phone suddenly clenched.

"Yeon-hee, leave her alone."

Song Zhiyi replied to Xing Yanxi's words in a deep voice.

Xing Yanxi replied softly.

"It's okay, I'll call you later."

After that, the call was hung up.

Song Zhiyi frowned, immediately got up from the sofa, and called Xing Yanxi as she walked, but Xing Yanxi did not answer.

Just a few seconds later, I sent her an address.

Song Zhiyi immediately drove to find Xing Yanxi.

She sped all the way to the café where Xing Yanxi was.

As soon as the car was parked, Xing Yanxi replied to her call.

Song Zhiyi hurriedly spoke.

"Yeon-hee, are you alright? ”

Xing Yanxi's voice was a little painful, and she gasped, "It's just that all of a sudden my stomach hurts a little." ”

She originally wanted to share with Song Zhiyi the joy of making Song Xuewei speechless just now.

But before the words could be spoken, my stomach ached for a while.

She still has nearly ten days left in her due date, and she didn't think about the imminent delivery, thinking it was just an ordinary contraction.

It's just that this painful sensation keeps going.

Song Zhiyi strode towards the café.

Song Xuewei also walked out of the café at this time, her face was not very good-looking, and she bumped into Song Zhiyi head-on.

She opened her mouth and was about to speak, but after Song Zhiyi saw her, she directly raised her hand and slapped her in the face.

This slap, Song Zhiyi used ninety percent of her strength, and a slap mark immediately appeared on Song Xuewei's face.

Song Xuewei covered her face, her expression shocked and angry.

"Song Zhiyi, are you crazy?!"

During this time, I don't know how many times Song Zhiyi has beaten her.

She still needed to maintain her image in front of Gu Jinyan before, but now that Gu Jinyan was not here, Song Xuewei rushed forward with a resentful face, wanting to fight back.

How could Song Zhiyi give her a chance to fight back.

grabbed Song Xuewei's hair fiercely, pulled it back, and forced Song Xuewei's eyes to meet her.

"You can provoke me, but don't provoke Yanxi, otherwise it won't be solved with a simple slap."

Song Xuewei really saw the killing intent in Song Zhiyi's eyes, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in her heart, and forgot to fight back for a while.

Song Zhiyi was worried about Xing Yanxi's situation in her heart, and she didn't dare to delay, so she stared at her coldly, and pulled Song Xuewei's hair back.

Song Xuewei staggered a few steps and fell to the ground, her hair was scattered, and she looked extremely embarrassed.

When she came back to her senses, she saw that Song Zhiyi had already walked into the café, her face sank, and she was about to catch up, but she was stopped by the bodyguards brought by Xing Yanxi.

Xing Yanxi sat quietly on the sofa, waiting for Song Zhiyi to arrive.

Seeing Song Zhiyi come in, she squeezed out a reassuring and embarrassing smile,

"Zhiyi, my amniotic water seems to be broken."

"Then don't move, the ambulance is already on its way."

Song Zhiyi immediately stepped forward and helped Xing Yanxi to lie on the long sofa, knowing that she loved face, and asked the waiter to find an umbrella to cover her.

Seeing that Xing Yanxi was in a pretty good state, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She must not let such a thing as losing her child happen to Xing Yanxi.