Chapter 282

Xia Chun's throat can't make a sound. The doctor's conclusion is that she has a stress response due to too much stimulation, that is, she can't make a sound due to psychological factors.

If she wants to speak again, she can only do psychological rehabilitation and slow treatment. It's not urgent.

This time, Xia Chun hardly smiled after waking up. In addition, she was unable to speak. She sat in her room in a daze every day.

A few days later, Xia Chun saw a report about her death in the newspaper. Tian Rui who kidnapped her was undoubtedly sent to prison and was likely to be sentenced to death, but Xia Chun didn't care about it.

"Do you want to tell him you're still alive?" Song Jin asked softly.

Although he saved Xia Chun, he would not force her to stay with him. He only wanted her to be happy.

Xia Chun's eyes stagnated when she heard the sound.

Qi Yun's philosophy should feel that she is dead. Why does she bother to appear and ask for trouble? Liang Yue is trying to have a child with him. Her death is in Liang Yue's mind.

From the moment Qi Yunzhe decides to save liangyue, Xia Chun completely understands her insignificance.

When Song Jin saw that Xia Chun didn't respond much, he was filled with pity, but Xia Chun suddenly took a pen and wrote a few words on the paper - I want to see the child.

Now she doesn't want to be involved with them anymore. The only thing she can't rest assured is little Musha.

"OK, I'll do something about it." Song Jin would hardly refuse her request.

Two days later, Song Jin's face was unusually dull. Xia Chun wrote a note asking him what had happened.

"Xiaochun, I want to tell you one thing. You should be prepared."

The hesitation on Song Jin's face made Xia Chun frown. She gently nodded to him to continue.

"... little Mu Xia, she is now by Liang Yue's side." Song Jin's face is very ugly. He knows what this means to Xia Chun.

Suddenly, Xia Chun's face was drained of blood. She subconsciously opened her mouth to speak, but she couldn't make a voice at all.

She remembered that Liang Yue wanted a child. Now that she died, Qi Yunzhe gave their child to Liang Yue without hesitation!

That's the baby she conceived in October. She must not fall into the hands of Liang Yue. Liang Yue hates her so much that she can even kill and set fire. She can't let her baby fall into the mouth of snakes and scorpions.

Xia Chun suddenly pulls Song Jin's sleeve. She knows she owes Song Jin a lot, but now only Song Jin can help her.

She danced and made great efforts to let Song Jin understand her meaning.

Song Jin's eyes looked distressed. Seeing her bent knees, he helped her up. "Xiaochun, don't do this. Calm down first."

Tears hit the ground like broken beads. Xia Chun raised her hand and wiped it. Then she took the paper and pen. The whole person trembled and wrote a few crooked words on the paper.

Please help me, I'm a cow and a horse

Song Jin grabbed her pen before she finished writing, and took her in his arms. She was only in her twenties, but she suffered more than most people in her life.

He regretted that he should have taken her away from Qi Yunzhe. Even if she would be sad and painful, it is better to have a long pain than a short one.

"Xiao Chun, come with me and don't come back all your life."

Xia Chun's eyes were filled with tears. She nodded heavily. As long as Song Jin was willing to help her, she could promise anything.

If little Mu Xia stays with Liang Yue for one more day, she will be frightened for one more day.

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"Who asked you to take Mu Xia away!" Qi Yunzhe's voice was so cold that he had to freeze the cool moon through the phone.

Liang Yue sobbed bitterly and pitifully: "the child is still young and needs someone to take it. Yunzhe, I just love the child. Sister Xiaochun is gone, and I will love her as my own child."

"She is just temporarily absent. No one is qualified to be her Mommy except Xia Chun. Liang Yue, put your position clearly." Qi Yunzhe is merciless word by word. He has been so since Xia Chun's absence.

More indifferent and impersonal than before, and even less close to the cool moon.

There was resentment in his heart. Xia Chun wouldn't have died if he hadn't paid for Liang Yue's life-saving grace. He returned Liang Yue's, but he owed Xia Chun but never had a chance to pay back.

Liangyue was so unhappy that she didn't dare to reveal it. She could only answer, "I know, Yunzhe, I'm sorry."

"Send the child to me immediately." it was still a cold and ruthless sentence, and the phone was hung up immediately.

Liang Yue looked at the child in her arms and flashed a shadow of evil at the bottom of her eyes. "There are no people, and she still refuses to admit it. Do you want to keep the child for a lifetime? Yunzhe, I won't promise."

She opened the quilt holding little Musha, then took out a sewing needle from the cabinet and stabbed it mercilessly on little Musha's ass.

Xiaomu burst into tears, but liangyue sneered and wrapped her quilt again.

Then, Liang Yue went out with little Mu Xia in her arms. She finally wanted to send her child to Qi Yunzhe. Even if she had to start with her child, it couldn't be now.

Liang Yue put the child in the co pilot's position and drove towards Qi. She arrived ten minutes later. She immediately changed into a loving mother and carefully took little Mu Xia out of the car.

Because the child had just cried, he was fast asleep now.

Liangyue took the child and went towards Qi, but behind her, a man in black with a hat leaned over.

The man hit Liang Yue with his shoulder. Liang Yue was staggered. The man took the child in her arms and ran forward quickly.

"Ah! Come on, someone robbed the child!" Liang Yue immediately shouted and ran in the direction of the man, but she stopped slowly without running out for a few steps.

A smile flashed from the bottom of her eyes, which didn't agree with her. Suddenly, her body tilted to one side, and her ankle was folded into 90 degrees because of high heels, which swelled in an instant.

Then Liang Yue took out the phone and called Qi Yunzhe. Her voice trembled, with a thick crying cavity, as if she was frightened.

"No, Yunzhe, come down quickly. The child was robbed..." Liang Yue cried out her heart and lungs, and her tears fell down. She took advantage of her delicate makeup.

A moment later, Qi Yunzhe, who was in a cold sweat, ran downstairs and saw Liang Yue sitting on the ground, his eyes losing focus.

"Where's the child? Where's my child!" Qi Yunzhe stepped forward with heavy steps, pulled Liang Yue from the ground with one hand, roared madly, and his eyes were bloodthirsty and scarlet.

"Was, was robbed..." Qi Yunzhe's out of control frightened her, but she told herself to relax. She didn't do it by herself.