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C3 Child

"Ugh ?"

When Lin Xuan no longer had the feeling of wanting to vomit, she started to plan something in her heart. Zhou Chen was a smart person, it was impossible for him to not notice anything after a long time, but what about the mother of the hospital ?

A hint of confusion flashed across Lin Xuan's eyes as she suddenly thought of something. After hesitating for a while, she finally sent a message to An Zhinan, asking him to take care of her mother.

Other than this friend she grew up with, she didn't know who else she could ask for help.

The moment he returned to the hall, Zhou Chen's figure appeared in front of him. He was currently seriously looking at the document in his hands, and coldly asked with lowered brows: "What happened?"

"It's a bit uncomfortable. Maybe I ate something bad."

Lin Xuan tried her best to make sure that his tone did not reveal any emotions, but in her heart, she kept it to himself. Seeing that Zhou Chen had nothing more to say, he went back to his room.

The large hall of the Zhou family was so spacious that it made people feel empty. After a long while, Zhou Chen finally put down the document in his hands, took a sip of the tea on the table, and said coldly: "Uncle Qin, the weather is getting hot, tell the chef who makes the food to be more particular, don't be too greasy."

Hearing Zhou Chen's instructions, Uncle Qin immediately nodded his head, but his heart was filled with doubts. He had seen Lin Xuan's previous appearance, how could she have eaten too much. But he swallowed what he wanted to say.

"Zhou Chen!"

A charming and beautiful voice reached his ears, Zhou Chen's beautiful eyebrows tightly knitted as she helplessly looked at the woman in her arms. He seemed to have observed something as he reached out a hand to hold her waist and said in a gentle voice: "Tingting, you're here."

Mu Ya Ting's gaze drifted to her lower abdomen, which was still rather flat. In the past few days, she had unintentionally heard some things from quite a few servants.

She waved to the servants at the side, took the two cups of coffee they brought, and walked towards Zhou Chen.

Lin Xuan retreated two steps and prepared to head upstairs. Mu Ya Ting's pink high heels were pointed.

With a slight movement of her ankle, the tip of her shoe was easily caught beside Lin Xuan's foot. She screamed out, her expression full of panic, and the coffee cup in her hand fell to the ground, along with the other two people.

"Lin Xuan, why are you so excessive? Even if you don't like me, you shouldn't intentionally push me down, right? "

Her face was full of grievance, and her clear eyes were filled with tears.

Lin Xuan's face did not have a trace of blood on it yet, but when the burning liquid dripped onto her legs, she was in so much pain that she was trembling slightly.

"Get up."

Zhou Chen was expressionless. He first reached out to pull Mu Ya Ting up, and then said to him without even turning her head, "You, go out."

Lin Xuan moved her body, but she only felt the pain of death. She stubbornly propped herself up and her voice became softer, "Zhou Chen, take me ? "Let's go to the hospital."

Dark red blood slowly flowed on the floor, making it look exceptionally dazzling.

Mu Ya Ting was looking at her, her entire body wrapped around Zhou Chen's waist, causing him to be unable to move an inch. She laughed, and with a smirk on her face, she looked at Zhou Chen, and her expression turned into that of an injured little beast, "Hubby, look at her, she is so charming, even my ankle hurts, I want to go to the hospital."

"Yes."

Zhou Chen gently carried Mu Ya Ting and left without even turning his head back.

"Zhou Chen, you can't do this, I was carrying your child!"

At this moment, her whole body was in great pain. What hurt the most was her heart.

Child?

Zhou Chen froze for a moment, before Mu Ya Ting fell to the ground. In the next second, he turned around and carried the pale-faced Lin Xuan. His heart was in pain because he saw the glaring red color of her skirt and her stubborn eyes.

Was she pregnant? Why didn't he know?

"Zhou Chen..." Mu Ya Ting cried in a tearful voice.

"Get lost!"

Mu Ya Ting unwillingly hugged him, but was ruthlessly flung away. The cruelty and iciness in his eyes made her afraid.

She had to flee.

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