C9 To Point out the Origin of Her Child

Mo Shaolian's heart sank, and he comforted her, "You just need to rest in peace and take care of your body. Don't let your imagination run wild because of unimportant things."

Su Qian raised her hand to cover her lips and coughed weakly.

"But Han-er is my elder sister after all. She had just experienced the pain of losing her son. She must be very sad now. How can I be at ease and let her stay here alone? Why don't you let me stay and accompany her?"

Mo Shaolian's gloomy expression eased up a little. Su Qian always liked to think for others and did not know how to think for herself.

"Shaolian, I have a doubt." Su Qian raised her head, her white face carrying confusion. "Do you know when sister was pregnant? Didn't she tell you? If she had told you earlier, it wouldn't have happened... Sigh, what a pity. It could have been avoided."

The seemingly unintentional words reminded Mo Shaolian. He clearly knew that he had never touched Su Han two days ago. How could he have had a child so quickly? Then this child was clearly not his!

Mo Shaolian's mind was currently filled with thoughts of Su Han betraying him. How could she dare! Didn't she say she loved him? Wasn't he the only one in her heart? Could it be that her love was so cheap, saying that she loved him, at the same time, she was dating another man. Su Han was really good!

He endured and clenched his fists. Reason and anger secretly competed against each other. In the end, anger gained the upper hand. The remaining trace of guilt also disappeared in his anger. Mo Shaolian stared at Su Han with disgust. He turned around and picked the woman up from the bed. He revealed a ruthless expression, "You dare to betray me?"

The large shaking made Su Han's body, which had yet to recover, feel as if it was being torn apart. She clenched her teeth and looked up to see Su Qian's proud and vicious expression.

"This child is yours." Su Han desperately endured the pain.

Mo Shaolian grabbed her neck, his face full of disgust.

"You still dare to lie to me now? How could I touch a woman like you!? I don't know which man this child is from. Luckily, she has an abortion."

Su Han widened her eyes. Shock replaced pain. How could he dare? This was his child. He endured the pain in his heart and stared at the man in front of him. It was as if she had never met him.

"This is your flesh and blood. How did you say such words?" She collapsed and said, "It's fine if you hate me, but why didn't you let go of your child!"

"You still dare to quibble? I haven't even touched you, so how could you have my child!" Mo Shaolian was clearly furious to the extreme as he roared angrily.

"Shaolian, although this child isn't yours, elder sister had just experienced the pain of losing her son. Now, she is already sad enough. Let's not disturb her. Let her have a good rest."

Su Qian stepped forward in time and gently pulled Mo Shaolian's sleeve, looking gentle and lovely.

Mo Shaolian who was still in the midst of anger forcefully swung his arm and a trace of coldness flashed across Su Qian's eyes.

Taking advantage of the situation, she fell down from the wheelchair and exclaimed, "Shaolian, ah!" Then she fainted.

Mo Shaolian quickly let go of Su Han's hand and hurriedly bent over to pick up the unconscious Su Qian. He strode towards the door.

When he walked to the door, he stopped again. He turned around and ordered the people guarding the door coldly, "Look after Su Han for me. Don't let her run away."

Feeling the man's body temperature, Su Qian smiled complacently. Indeed, Mo Shaolian's heart was always on her side.

Su Han, do you think this is the end? No, I will make you watch helplessly as you lose everything, and what you lose will become what I have.

It had already been three days, and Su Han seemed to have resigned herself to fate. She did not cry or make a fuss, and it was quiet. This made the guards relax a little.

She wanted to escape. Even if she did not have much time left, she wanted to escape from this place. But this was the fifth floor. If she jumped down from here, she would be smashed into pieces.

There must be a way. She looked around. Su Han was pleasantly surprised to find that her window sill was connected to the window of another ward. She didn't have time to think too much. She did not bring anything and carefully climbed up the windowsill. She quietly walked towards the other side.

It was not easy for her to get to another windowsill and jump down. The huge difference in height of the windowsill made her wound hurt again. Su Han powerlessly leaned against the window and wanted to relieve the pain for a moment, but who knew that it attracted the attention of the man in the ward.

"You are..." The man heard the sound and found the woman sitting by the window. He curiously looked at the window and asked, "Who are you, and how did you appear here?"