Candy Marriage

Qu Qing's pupils shrank, and fear surged up in an instant. She just looked at the floor getting closer and closer. She could do nothing but smash it heavily on the cold floor.

"Ah!" She screamed out, her voice reverberating in the hall, and the deadly pain seemed to invade the bone marrow, bringing a piercing sense of lucid pain.

Qu Qing's face turned pale from the sudden pain and subconsciously covered his stomach, as if he could barely breathe.

Her mind quickly became dizzy, and she tried to hold herself up, but she found that she could not exert a single ounce of strength.

All the noise around her seemed to be far away from her perception at this moment, or no one cared at all about her current predicament.

Faintly, she could clearly feel the warmth hovering around her thighs, stretching all the way around her thighs to her calves.

She could not help but bear the pain and look down, her face suddenly pale with fear.

There was a faint tinge of bright red on her clothes, which made her nervous.

"My child... Help... Please save my child!" Qu Qing raised his head and looked at the people slowly walking out of the elevator. His eyes were pleading, but none of them looked at her with concern, none of them.

It was as if she was a layer of air to them, or rather, they were indifferent to what had happened to her.

Qu Qing panicked. All she hated was that her phone was dead.

She could even clearly feel the child's life slowly passing by in her stomach. She could not wait any longer!

In a hurry, she grabbed the ankle of the person next to her and begged, "I beg you, can you help me dial the call for help? I beg of you! Can you call an ambulance for me?"

The sudden dull pain rose in his body and spread so violently from his lower abdomen.

Qu Qing endured the rough and sharp pain in his lower body, and his mind suddenly went blank.

She clenched her hands tightly, but could not lessen the desperate swelling and pain until tiny beads of sweat began to ooze from her forehead.

The legs became sticky uncontrollably, as if something was being forced to slowly pull away from the body, getting worse and worse.

There was a cold laugh above her head. Qu Qing looked up and realized that she was scratching little beauty's ankle in a panic.

At the moment when their eyes met, the pleadings that came to their mouths were stuck in their throats, and any words seemed extremely pale at this moment.

May's eyes gloated, clearly devoid of pity.

"Qu Qing, I don't care if you dirty a limited edition of my clothes. Now you won't even let go of my shoes? Did I dig your ancestral grave in my previous life?"

Her cold eyes stared straight at Qu Qing's pale face without hesitation. She yanked her foot out of Qu Qing's hand.

Besides, Qu Qing, you're carrying a bastard without a father. It's a disaster anyway. Young master Yan has suffered so much for nothing on you that I can't even bear to see it. This bastard can't stay. I'm just helping you get rid of this bastard for the sake of the past, and you're actually taking revenge."

Qu Qing seemed to see herself lying on the ground, treading on thin ice, in her beautiful dark eyes. Something seemed to be boiling and surging in her mind. Finally, in xiao mei's words with a gun and a stick, it became clear.

"So, you did it on purpose, didn't you? Did you deliberately trip me just now?"

Xiao mei snorted coldly and said, "Don't be spiteful. There were so many people in the elevator just now. It's really hard to tell if that person is going to do justice for heaven."

Qu Qing looked at the cold faces in front of him in disbelief, and the inexplicable uneasiness suddenly came to its source.

That's right, May was right. She tripped on purpose, but it wasn't intentional malice.

She slowly set her eyes on the faces of everyone present. They clearly had different faces, but her expression was rarely the same and unified.

There was no pity or even sympathy in it. They were glad that she was giving them the best credit for her misery.

Why can the human heart be so ugly? Ugly enough to save an innocent little life with just a phone call, but rather be a bystander.

There was more than one killer. Everyone in the elevator was an accomplice now!

"You... How can you do this? The child in my stomach is innocent, how can you bear it..." The tearing pain in her body continues, and she wants to speak, but she has no strength to make any sound.

"You can tell me your dissatisfaction with me, but please save the child, okay?" She was still struggling for the baby in her stomach.

"Hmph, how dare she say that the child is innocent?"

"Hey, hey, she's right. This child is innocent, and he doesn't want to be born as a wild animal. Who let him have such a lowly mother? In the end, he doesn't even know who his father is. If I were to say it, it would be better to die."

"That's right. It's good to be dead. It's clean to be dead."

Why not die? Why would they curse a child so viciously? Her last connection to the familiar faces in the elevator was finally broken. Qu Qing's pale lips moved slightly and her breath was weak.

The constant sneers of the people around her made her feel physically and mentally exhausted. It seemed impossible to ask for help from her former colleagues in the elevator.

Having made up her mind, she turned to look at the crowd in the hall, which had now turned her attention to them, with a faint glimmer of hope in her eyes.

"Please... Please, can you call an ambulance for me? Please..." Her voice was so weak that it was quickly muffled by the screams and comments of the crowd in the hall.

"Hey, isn't this the fickle bitch? Tsk tsk, the one with the wild seed."

"Don't talk nonsense. It's just a resemblance, isn't it? What face does that woman have to show up in front of the public, not afraid of being beaten to death?"

"Hey, really, really. It's that woman. What's her name... Qu Qing, right? Did she have a miscarriage like this? It's so satisfying!"

"Wow, god can't stand to punish her. It's best to have a miscarriage, lose too much blood, and die in a hospital bed!"

"No, no, this is a good opportunity. I must upload it to the internet. I can't be happy alone with this kind of good news. It can't be celebrated all over the world!"

Instead, there was an even bigger smile on everyone's faces, as if she was the one who deserved to die.

"Kacha -"

"Kacha -"

Then came the sound of photos from all directions.

"Please... Save my child..."

Qu Qing's voice became weaker and weaker. The sign in front of her gradually became blurry, and even her eyelids began to become heavy.

"Kacha -"

"Hmph, let the others see. This is what happens to women who don't behave themselves!"

"Kacha -"

"It's a universal celebration. Which hero did it for heaven today? God, hurry up and take this bitch away!"

The flash blinded Qu Qing. Her lips stammered, but she could no longer utter a single word.

It turned out that everyone had only malice towards her, no one wanted to save her child, and even everyone wished that she would die here today.

Because she was a fickle bitch, because she was a bad... Bastard!

"Baby, don't listen, don't stop what they say. You're not a wild seed. You're a good child for your mother, okay?" She put her hand on her belly and comforted herself silently, deceiving herself.

The surroundings were sometimes noisy, sometimes crowded, sometimes eerily quiet.

At this moment, it was as if she had fallen into a deep pool, with only the sound of the wind and the sound of the shutter pressing.

"What is this bitch doing? If you have the guts to do something like that to hook up with a wild man, what are you going to do here? If I hadn't sworn not to hit a woman in my life, I would have gone up and killed her now!"

"Hey, I said, little brother, you can't judge people. How can she be considered a woman? He was just an animal that was in heat at any moment. Tsk tsk, it's probably a compliment to say she's an animal. If I were to say that you were still too upright to say that she was human, wouldn't you take a good look at her?"

"Kacha -"

Qu Qing felt as if he had been hollowed out, unable to lift any more strength.

Is it an illusion? All this occasional reading is just a terrible nightmare, right? If all this was just a nightmare, she prayed to wake up right now.

Her heart was stifled and her throat choked. She could not speak a word. The blood from her lower body flowed into a frightening sea of blood and surrounded her.

Her limbs were weak, and she felt as if she had been forced into the water by the crowd, unable to lift any strength to resist.

But the difference was that this pool of water was nothing more than the blood that was constantly flowing out of her body. It was as if she could feel the heat of another life in her stomach ebbing away bit by bit.

I can't keep it.

The child she had worked so hard to protect was about to die.

"Child, my child... Mother is sorry for you. It's mother's fault for not protecting you well."

The tip of her nose ached, as if in a hazy moment, she could see a bloody ball before her eyes breaking and melting bit by bit, eventually turning into a shocking pool of blood!