Chapter 611
She did nothing wrong, and Cheng Yue deserved it.
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"Didi..."
When Cheng Yue woke up, she heard the sound of the instrument.
It seemed that Cheng Zhouhua's voice was also heard.
"Honey, you're awake." Han Qilin came over and touched her forehead gently, his voice hoarse.
Cheng Yue looked at him blankly.
She was not dreaming, she was alive, her baby….
"Wife, what's wrong with you? Tell me where you feel uncomfortable." Han Qilin was at a loss. He was very afraid of Cheng Yue's behavior.
Cheng Yue didn't say anything, but just touched his stomach tremblingly. It was... flat there.
"Child..." she said with difficulty.
Han Qilin held her hand, his eyes red, "The child... I can't keep it. Listen to me, this child has no fate with us. We will have children in the future. You can have as many children as you want." indivual."
"..."
Cheng Yue's mind went blank. She only heard that her child was gone.
Why is this happening.
Although this child came so suddenly, sometimes she even secretly wondered if she would be freer and happier without this child.
But when she really lost this child, Cheng Yue realized that her body would hurt so much, as if her body was being torn apart.
She could already feel the child's heartbeat, why did she just... say no and it was gone.
Yes, children don’t get nothing just because they don’t have them, they are harmed by others.
She grabbed Han Qilin's hand fiercely, her eyes seemed to be stained with blood, "It was Hanya Cheng, it was Hanya Cheng who pushed me downstairs."
Han Qilin was stunned. He touched Cheng Yue's forehead, suspecting that she had a fever. "Calm down, it was Chengcheng who saved you, okay? If she hadn't gone to get the doll and bumped into you and fell down the stairs, you said He may die from excessive blood loss."
"No, she pushed me from behind. She is a vicious child." For the first time, Cheng Yue lost all her dignity and elegance, crying and shouting hysterically, "I wanted to call the police for help when I fell, but she And he kicked my phone away."
Han Qilin frowned.
He didn't believe his daughter could be such a vicious person.
But Cheng Yue is not a person who makes things out of nothing.
He looked hard at his daughter sitting on the sofa.
Hanya Cheng shook her head, grabbed Han Mu's hand tightly and said, "I didn't, I didn't harm my aunt. When I took the doll out, she was already lying on the ground covered in blood. I was so scared that I ran away. Went out to find you."
After she finished speaking, she burst into tears and said, "Auntie, why are you slandering me? I never wanted to stop you from being with my dad. I...I'm looking forward to it too." .....I have a younger brother or sister who can...play with me."
One was Cheng Yue, who was pale, bloodless and even a little crazy, and the other was a childish and cute girl who broke the hearts of Father and Mother Han when she cried.
Everyone chose to believe Hanya Cheng, and Han Qilin was no exception. He was a little doubtful at first, but as the child's cry rang out, he regretted that he had even doubted such a young child for a moment.
