Ding Miao hurriedly took off her coat and put it on her waist. She held Chu Ciyuan's arm.
Chu Ciyuan was slightly startled: "What's wrong?"
"I, maybe my aunt is here, let's go first." Ding Miao had some pain in her abdomen. She had been having abdominal pain recently, but she didn't care.
When I was a child, my family was poor and life was not easy. I always washed my clothes in cold water in winter. Because I am a girl and love to be clean, I always bathed in cold water. As a result, when I grew up, I would have stomachaches every time I menstruated.
She was afraid of poverty, so she tried her best to get entangled with Chu Ciyuan in high school and wanted to be with him.
As a result, Mrs. Chu came to her door and told her to give them one hundred thousand yuan to stay away from Chu Ciyuan.
One hundred thousand.
Her parents only had a monthly salary of 2,000 yuan, and 100,000 yuan was their savings for several years, so she took the 100,000 yuan and left without saying a word.
After he returned from college, he had a relationship with Chu Ciyuan by chance, and the two got together again.
But I still fell ill, was weak, and had irregular menstruation, sometimes once every twenty days, sometimes once every forty days. This time, I calculated, it was indeed forty days.
So she didn't take Shen Ruojing's words seriously.
Of course she had heard of ectopic pregnancy, but that was only one case among many people. How could she be so unlucky?
Shen Ruojing must be bluffing her with her words.
When Chu Ciyuan heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief: "So that's it."
He helped Ding Miao out.
Seeing this, Shen Ruojing warned again: "You need to go to the hospital as soon as possible, otherwise your life will really be in danger."
Doctors are kindhearted.
Although Ding Miao was a top-notch green tea, Shen Ruojing couldn't bear to die because of it, and directly gave a deadline: "In one week, if you don't go to the hospital, something will happen."
Ding Miao turned back and stared at her with cold eyes: "That's enough. I know that my family is poor and has no money, and you look down on me, but Aunt Chu, you are humiliating me by getting along with me like this, that's enough!"
Her eyes were red, and her body was trembling as she looked at Chu Ciyuan.
Shen Ruojing frowned: "What does this matter have to do with Mrs. Chu? It's me..."
Before she finished speaking, Mrs. Chu spoke coldly: "Jingjing, stop talking, he won't believe it."
She lowered her eyes.
Chu Ciyuan was irritated by Ding Miao's aggrieved look. Sure enough, he clenched his fists and turned around: "Mom, whether you believe it or not, I really care about Chu Cimo when I come back this time. But you have disappointed me so much. You have made me dissatisfied with this family. Completely disappointed! You look down on her, but you are actually looking down on me! Do you think that an illegitimate child like me should find a girlfriend who is not pure? "
Mrs. Chu suddenly looked at him and said in disbelief: "Is this how you see me?"
Did the brat completely ignore her sincere devotion to him?!
Chu Ciyuan sneered: "Okay, as you wish, I will never return to this family, but the Chu family's property belongs to me, don't even think about losing a penny to me!"
After saying that, he helped Ding Miao and went out directly.
Mrs. Chu stared blankly at the door, swaying.
Seeing her like this, Shen Ruojing pushed Chu Cichen, pushed the man to Mrs. Chu's side, and subconsciously held her arm.
Mrs. Chu stabilized her body and looked back to see Chu Cichen.
Since her husband's death, she has maintained the Chu family by herself, and she has learned to be strong. But now when she saw Chu Cichen, who was a head taller than herself and had broad shoulders, Mrs. Chu's eyes turned red with inexplicable grievance.
"..." Chu Cichen looked at her and suddenly didn't know what to say. He lowered his eyes and helped Mrs. Chu sit on the sofa: "Shen Ruojing's diagnosis will not be wrong. Wait until something happens to them. , Chu Ciyuan will know whether it is good or bad, you..."
He paused: "There's no need to be too sad."
The more she was comforted, the more tears rolled down Mrs. Chu's eyes: "It's really hard to raise a child. If your father is still here, you can still beat him up to vent my anger. Look at it now, one of you is in prison. Wait, it involves a murder case, a person is so rebellious... It's because I didn't raise the child well, Cichen, luckily mom still has you."
Such dependence made Chu Cichen's body stiffen slightly.
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't know what to say. He just felt that his mother, who had always been cold and distant, had moments like this.
Mother needs him.
This feeling of being needed suddenly made a small warm current surge in his heart, and it also gave him a sudden sense of belonging to this family.
He lowered his eyes: "Stop crying, I'll help you... beat him up."
"Okay, hit me hard!" Mrs. Chu wiped her tears and was halfway out of breath after saying these words. Then she turned around and saw Shen Ruojing, the lawyer, and Lu Cheng in the living room, and she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. Sorry.
She coughed and said, "Look, I'm confused. Now is not the time to care about this traitor. Let's talk about Ci Mo's case first. Ci Chen, what should we do now?"
She changed the subject and everyone stayed with her.
The Chu family's legal lawyer said hurriedly: "Judging from the current video, it is very detrimental to Young Master Mo. Just looking at the video, it is obvious that Young Master Mo beat someone to death. I think it was this video that made the police from Kyoto directly arrest Mo again." The young master captured him."
His face also showed some embarrassment, and Nuonuo whispered: "Actually, my thoughts are the same as that of Miss Ding just now. The best way at the moment is to plead guilty. Master Mo's original intention of beating people is not to kill them, but to kill them." For wrongful death, the sentence will be much lighter if we obtain the forgiveness of the deceased’s family.”
If her own lawyer said this, Mrs. Chu would not find it so difficult to accept, but she still felt that she was wronged: "This child Cimo really did not intend to kill anyone. Besides, the style of the Yan family will not be consistent with the letter of understanding... …”
Yan's mother only has one son, Yan Zihao.
My son is dead, what's the use of asking for more money?
She has made it clear to reporters that as long as the murderer pays for it with his life!
As soon as she said these words, the housekeeper led Bai Shanshan through the door. Bai Shanshan was still holding Chu Xiaoqi's hand. After seeing a few people, her eyes turned red: "I'm sorry, Chu Cimo is all because of me..."
As she spoke, tears fell heavily.
Mrs. Chu has always been a sensible person and would not take her anger out on her. She immediately hugged Chu Xiaoqi and said, "How could it be because of you? Don't talk nonsense."
Bai Shanshan bit her lip: "Either I go and tell the police that I was the one who killed the person! I paid Chu Cimo to kill him. Is that okay?"
The lawyer didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "In this case, wouldn't it implicate another person in vain?"
Bai Shanshan cried and said: "As long as I can save him a few years in jail, it doesn't matter to me! Otherwise, I will beg Yan's mother and ask her for a letter of understanding!"
After saying that, Bai Shanshan turned around and walked out.