Marriage is coming

The reporter surrounded Lin Xuan tightly, without any intention of letting her go.

The crowd was suddenly torn apart, Qin Shu strode in, took off his coat and put it on Lin Xuan, his face was full of anger: "Do you have any sense of public morality, what do you want to do to force Lai Lai?"

"You still don't like Mu Jingshen, don't you think Mu Jingshen likes that toad on the ground? You are blind, can't you see that person is rolling with his hands on his egg?"

"Xuan'er's face is voluntary?"

Qin Shu's words were like a hornet's nest. The reporter picked out the words and tightened his words: "So, Mrs. Mu was raped by someone? Did you succeed?"

"Mrs. Mu, can the relationship between you and Mr. Mu make Mr. Mu not care about this matter at all?"

Lin Xuan didn't intend to answer, the clothes covering her body carried a bit of warmth, tightly covering the spring that she was about to reveal.

Qin Shu wanted to say something else, but someone grabbed the hem of her clothes, Lin Xuan's eyes were black and white, her lips were devoid of color, and the sweat on her forehead drenched her hair and stuck to her face.

It was rare for Qin Shu to see Lin Xuan in such a mess, which made him breathless for a moment.

It seemed to be back to the time when she was in school again. At that time, Chu Yu had been guarding her all the time. Because of this heartless girl, she went to school two years late.

She was well protected, pure, and sincere. After being married to Mu Jingshen for a year, her eyes became darker, the curvature of her lips became shallower, and all the smiles faded away with the wind.

Lin Xuan opened her mouth, her tone was flat and straight: "A Shu, save me, save my child."

Qin Shu's eyes turned red instantly.

He kicked a reporter over, leaned over and picked him up from the ground, "Xuan'er, don't be afraid, I'll take you to the hospital now."

Lin Xuan huddled in his arms like a broken doll. After coming out of the dark box, Qin Shu realized that there was blood on her skirt, and even her palms were sticky.

"Xuan'er!"

Lin Xuan felt very uncomfortable.

There seemed to be a fire in her heart, burning to her throat, she held her belly stubbornly.

This is her and Mu Jingshen's child. The Lin family is in deep crisis. She can only use this child to tie Mu Jingshen and prevent him from getting a divorce.

She has always refused to admit defeat, and feels that she can live as she wants without relying on anyone.

But this kind of disaster came too fast, so fast that it swept her whole body, and she had to admit that without Mu Jingshen and Chu Yu, she was nothing.

A tear fell from his eye socket and rolled onto Qin Shu's arm. He paused, feeling uncomfortable.

"Xuan'er, you'll be fine."

He ran too anxiously, bumped into someone head-on, Qin Shu subconsciously apologized: "I'm sorry..."

With the last word stuck in his throat, his eyes met the man's black pupils, and then moved down, seeing the man tightly clasping the hands of another woman's waist.

"Mu Jingshen?"

"Joruo?"

Fang Qingruo pushed the man away calmly, and she explained casually: "I didn't stand firmly just now."

Qin Shu smiled, he took a deep look at the two of them, and planned to leave with Lin Xuan in his arms, but Mu Jingshen stretched out his arms to stop them.

"Director Qin, where are you going to take Mrs. Mu?"

"Go away!"

Mu Jingshen lifted his eyelids, and met Lin Xuan's eyes lightly. Those eyes were like an ancient well, calm and undulating: "Oh, another man because of Mrs. Mu and I had a conflict."