"Yes, of course," Mrs. Yi held her finger and asked, crying, "What's going on, Qingqing, what's going on with the wounds on your body? What happened last night?"
No wonder the doctor told her to ask herself what happened.
Su Qingqing's back was covered with whip marks.
Her skin is fair, and the blood-red marks on her body make her look particularly ferocious.
Although the skin and flesh have not burst open, it can be seen that the whip is definitely not leaking water.
Who did this cruel thing to Su Qingqing?
He even kicked her hard in the stomach.
She didn't have a miscarriage, so she was lucky.
"Mom, I'm very tired..." Su Qingqing changed the subject as soon as she heard Mrs. Yi's words, "I want to take a rest alone, okay?"
"well."
Mrs. Yi stood up, twisted the quilt for her, wiped her tears and walked out.
In the room, Su Qingqing slowly covered her lower abdomen, her lips trembled slightly, and she closed her eyes tightly.
Can't say...
But what should we do next?
That man will never let her go...
Outside the house, Su Qianqian and Yi Ningxiu saw Mrs. Yi coming out, so they walked over and asked, "How is she?"
Mrs. Yi shook her head: "She is in good spirits. But I haven't told her about the child yet."
As soon as the children were mentioned, everyone present fell silent.
Mrs. Yi looked at Yi Ningxiu and asked in a trembling voice: "Ning Xiu, do you still want Qingqing to abort this child?"
"..."
"Ning Xiu, you can't do this... She will only have this child in the future... And whether she can keep it or not is still a question..." She held Yi Ningxiu's arm tightly and said anxiously,
"She only has this chance to be a mother, you can't do this!"
Su Qianqian stood aside, pursing her lips tightly as she listened to Mrs. Yi's trembling voice.
She never imagined that things would develop in this direction.
"Mom, we'll talk about this later." Yi Ningxiu said with a frown.
"No, right here, tell me clearly, do you want this child or not?!"
"Mom, keeping this child is unfair to anyone."
"Is that fair to Qingqing?" Mrs. Yi's voice became sharp, "Ning Xiu, the child in her belly is your child! It's your seed! If you didn't have sex with her in the first place, she wouldn't
Pregnant! Now that she is pregnant, shouldn't you take responsibility? Can you really bear it when she becomes like this? She can only have this one child in her life!"
"...Mom!" Yi Ningxiu's expression turned ugly.
Su Qianqian's expression became more and more ugly as Mrs. Yi spoke. She really couldn't listen anymore, so she hurriedly made an excuse and turned around to leave.
She knows that the relationship between Yi Ningxiu and Su Qingqing has always been a thorn in her heart. No matter how good she and Yi Ningxiu are, the thorn reminds her all the time that there is a gap between the two of them.
There is also Su Qingqing.
She could accept Yi Ningxiu's gradual love, and she could wait for him to slowly fall in love with her, but she could never accept that Su Qingqing really gave birth to Yi Ningxiu's child.
If Yi Ningxiu agrees, she and he can only divorce.
It is impossible for her to share a husband with another woman.
Her husband will never allow him to have another woman's child.