"Xiaobai..." Ou Luoxin stared blankly as Xia Nuobai carried Youyou away.
She no longer had the strength to think about why he appeared here, no strength to ponder everything that had just happened; the scene before her spun around, the world turned dark, and then her body softly collapsed.
"Ah—someone fainted over here!"
A startled cry came from the crowd.
"Ou Luoxin! Ou Luoxin! Hey! Wake up! Someone fainted from miscarriage, and you're joining the chaos! Damn it..." Yuru cursed under his breath, reluctantly lifting Ou Luoxin up.
Actually, the things Youyou mentioned earlier, they already knew. That night, when Yuru was about to take care of that thug, the thug, fearing for his life, confessed everything.
After Xia Nuobai found out, he was also shocked. He said nothing, thinking everything would return to normal after the child was gone, and then he could make amends.
