Flash Marriage Game: The First Lady of the Wealthy

He sighed and regretted, "If he doesn't go back, there is really no room for redemption. It's strange to say that the Ye family knew that Mr. Su was against them before, and they all let him go. In a fight, they won't fight to the death like they are now, without leaving any room, Mr. Su and the Ye family...what happened to the festival? Want the Ye family to kill him?"

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"Mr. Su, you are back."

The maid stood by the bed, looking worriedly at Tong Caiwei who was rolling on the bed.

Seeing Su Mochen, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "Mr. Su, hurry up and send Miss Tong to the hospital."

Su Mochen didn't give instructions, and they didn't dare to act rashly.

"Snapped."

He slapped the maid heavily on the face, and he said angrily, "Didn't I tell you to take good care of her? You just took care of her like this?"

The maid covered her red and swollen face aggrievedly, and choked up, "Mr. Su, I didn't..."

In Su Mochen's rage, he slapped him again. .

"It hurts, I hurt so much."

He couldn't care about the maid anymore, he stretched out his hand to hug her, and looked down, she was sweating profusely, her face was pale, her lips were bitten, and painful moans were constantly escaping from her mouth.

It was the first time he saw her in such severe pain, he couldn't help but panic, "Cai'er, what's wrong with you?"

Tong Caiwei touched her stomach, bit the corner of her lips and said, "Stomach...my stomach hurts so much."

If she continues to live in the basement, she may have a miscarriage due to the cold palace. Mr. Su, if you really want their mother and child to be safe, you should release Miss Tong immediately and place her in a normal place.

In his ears, he suddenly remembered what the doctor had said to him.

palace cold. . .abortion. . .

This time she was obviously in more pain than last time, and her entire face lost all color.

He stood holding her with a struggling expression on his face.

Even the maid was anxious, "Mr. Su, if you don't send Ms. Tong to the hospital, something will happen to her, and it will be too late to save her."

"No, I can't take her out, Ye Fan will definitely find her."

The woman in his arms screamed more and more painfully, and tightly pulled the skirt of his chest with one hand, and the sweat from the palm of his palm completely wet the skirt.

He looked down at her, with a painful expression on his face, "Cai'er, you...just bear with it, just bear with it."

Tong Caiwei didn't expect Su Mochen's heart to be so hard.

She looked as if she was dying now, and he still refused to send her to the hospital and told her to endure it.

It seems that he won't take her away if he doesn't play tricks enough.

She took a deep breath and bit her tongue hard.

Blood soon flowed from her mouth, flowing down the corner of her lips to her neck, forming a shocking bloodstain.

She tilted her head, pretending to faint.

The maid covered her mouth and screamed, "Mr. Su, Ms. Tong... Ms. Tong vomited blood."

"Cher, Caier..."

Su Mochen didn't hesitate any more, his blue eyes were full of fear, and he hurried out holding her.

Air, fresh air. . .

She finally came out of the basement.

For more than two months, she has been locked in the basement, and what she smells every day is musty and damp air.

Fresh air, blue sky, white clouds, sunshine, these most common things have become a luxury to her