Su Wanqing couldn't hear the pointing fingers of the people around her, the snapping of the camera's shutter, or the curses of the angry crowd.
She followed her into the ambulance and watched Mechelle enter the emergency room. She sat on the bench outside the operating room and waited silently.
Not long after, Luo Xichen, Luo Mingxuan, Su Jiuge, Ning Junyu, basically everyone who had a close relationship or a good relationship with Mechelle came.
Among them were Mechelle's roommates who used to play together at parties. They looked angry and when they saw Su Wanqing, they stepped forward and wanted to beat her.
"You - Su Wanqing! You bitch, the whole X city despises you, you actually harmed Mechelle's unborn child out of jealousy, you were farting in the last press conference! You shameless filth
woman!"
"Shut up!"
"Shut up!"
Luo Xichen and Luo Mingxuan roared in displeasure together.
Luo Xichen was even more direct and kicked out several of Mechelle's roommates.
Ning Junyu kept a low expression on his face, walked to Su Wanqing's side, and said, "Wan Qing, why are you doing this?"
Su Wanqing raised her head suddenly and opened her eyes wide in surprise: "Brother Junyu, don't even you believe me?"
Ning Junyu frowned and said: "So many people were watching, there were monitors, and passers-by took pictures on the street, and made a video. Now the video has been posted to the Internet, and they are spreading like crazy."
Su Wanqing gritted her teeth, not knowing what to say. She just stared at Ning Junyu, feeling that he was so strange for the first time.
"Anyone with eyes can see that it was the two of you who were fighting. Then you pushed her and fell down the stairs. In the end, it was you who held her down. Wan Qing, it's not that I don't believe you, but the facts are just there.
There."
Su Wanqing stood up and did not look at him again. Instead, she walked straight out of the corridor outside the emergency room and sat quietly in a deserted corner of the hospital.
After a while, a tall figure covered her body.
Su Wanqing raised her head and saw Luo Xichen without surprise.
"Xichen——" She called him, her voice full of grievances.
Luo Xichen opened his arms, held her in his arms, patted her back gently, and said: "Anyone who has known Mechelle for a long time knows her temper. As long as she wants something, she will do whatever it takes."
No matter how extreme or despicable the method is, it can be obtained.”
She stretched out her upper arms and hugged his narrow waist. Her nose felt sore and her shoulders began to shake slightly.
"Don't cry, Wan Qing, we can survive any storm." Luo Xichen comforted her while stroking her hair, "It's not the time to cry yet, you have to be strong to face those storms."
Malicious news cannot be defeated by them."
Su Wanqing never spoke, but hugged Luo Xichen's waist tightly and buried her head in his chest.
After emergency rescue, Mechelle finally came out of the operating room. When she came out, she was awake and had an intravenous drip bottle in her hand.
She looked at Su Wanqing and Luo Xichen standing beside the hospital bed. Although their faces were bloodless, the smile in their eyes did not diminish.
"I wonder how you are still together this time." Mechelle put a smile on her face and put her hand on her belly, "The child is gone. It's all your fault, sister." Su Wanqing couldn't hear the pointing fingers of the people around her.
Pointing, you can't hear the "crack-click" of the camera's shutter, let alone the curses of the angry crowd.
She followed her into the ambulance and watched Mechelle enter the emergency room. She sat on the bench outside the operating room and waited silently.
Not long after, Luo Xichen, Luo Mingxuan, Su Jiuge, Ning Junyu, basically everyone who had a close relationship or a good relationship with Mechelle came.
Among them were Mechelle's roommates who used to play together at parties. They looked angry and when they saw Su Wanqing, they stepped forward and wanted to beat her.
"You - Su Wanqing! You bitch, the whole X city despises you, you actually harmed Mechelle's unborn child out of jealousy, you were farting in the last press conference! You shameless filth
woman!"
"Shut up!"
"Shut up!"
Luo Xichen and Luo Mingxuan roared in displeasure together.
Luo Xichen was even more direct and kicked out several of Mechelle's roommates.
Ning Junyu kept a low expression on his face, walked to Su Wanqing's side, and said, "Wan Qing, why are you doing this?"
Su Wanqing raised her head suddenly and opened her eyes wide in surprise: "Brother Junyu, don't even you believe me?"
Ning Junyu frowned and said: "So many people were watching, there were monitors, and passers-by took pictures on the street, and made a video. Now the video has been posted to the Internet, and they are spreading like crazy."
Su Wanqing gritted her teeth, not knowing what to say. She just stared at Ning Junyu, feeling that he was so strange for the first time.
"Anyone with eyes can see that it was the two of you who were fighting. Then you pushed her and fell down the stairs. In the end, it was you who held her down. Wan Qing, it's not that I don't believe you, but the facts are just there.
There."
Su Wanqing stood up and did not look at him again. Instead, she walked straight out of the corridor outside the emergency room and sat quietly in a deserted corner of the hospital.
After a while, a tall figure covered her body.
Su Wanqing raised her head and saw Luo Xichen without surprise.
"Xichen——" She called him, her voice full of grievances.
Luo Xichen opened his arms, held her in his arms, patted her back gently, and said: "Anyone who has known Mechelle for a long time knows her temper. As long as she wants something, she will do whatever it takes."
No matter how extreme or despicable the method is, it can be obtained.”
She stretched out her upper arms and hugged his narrow waist. Her nose felt sore and her shoulders began to shake slightly.
"Don't cry, Wan Qing, we can survive any storm." Luo Xichen comforted her while stroking her hair, "It's not the time to cry yet, you have to be strong to face those storms."
Malicious news cannot be defeated by them."
Su Wanqing never spoke, but hugged Luo Xichen's waist tightly and buried her head in his chest.
After emergency rescue, Mechelle finally came out of the operating room. When she came out, she was awake and had an intravenous drip bottle in her hand.
She looked at Su Wanqing and Luo Xichen standing beside the hospital bed. Although their faces were bloodless, the smile in their eyes did not diminish.
"I wonder how you are still together this time." Mechelle put a smile on her face and put her hand on her belly, "It's your fault, sister, that the child is gone."