Unforeseen Violence

"Who are you?"

Give the child back to me!

Suddenly, that person held the child and tried to run away!

Song Jianyi hurriedly tried to catch up, but as she reached out, she grabbed a warm hand instead. Opening her eyes, she saw Qi Yu sitting at the bedside. She tightly held his hand wrapped in gauze, but he didn't even flinch in pain.

"I'm sorry."

She retracted her hand, looking downhearted at her flattened belly.

The fall was too heavy, and she didn't dare to ask about the consequences...

"The baby is still here."

A gentle voice came from beside her, and Song Jianyi turned her head, looking at Qi Yu in astonishment. The man nodded solemnly.

Her eyes immediately turned red.

Over the years, she had experienced so much loss that even the fortune teller said she was destined to be alone. So she didn't dare to get close to anyone, fearing that the closer she got, the more she would lose.

Until the appearance of this baby, it ignited her longing in her heart.