Su Muxue, you are so vicious, I mistrusted you. The man hugged the woman he loved, looked at the blood on her leg, roared with anger, Mu Xue's face was pale, she smiled bitterly, and pointed at her belly stubbornly with tears in her eyes. Is it vicious? Did you kill your child? Okay... I will pay my life now—the sadness that hit her eyes instantly tore his heart apart. Just as he was about to stop it, the figure in front of him had already crashed into the corner of the table , with a scream, blood flowed between Mu Xue's legs—********However, when the conspiracy, injury, truth, and love were revealed one by one, she was already bruised and bruised, but he found that his love was unforgettable... .—Ke Muxue, already dead. Until one day, he saw a woman who looked exactly like her passing him by...