Chapter 158： Erect a monument to the stillborn

Protect yourself from harm again!

Could it be that there is an unforgettable pain, how can there be such a transformation!

Xu Junyu unexpectedly began to regret this time again, why didn't he meet her first? That way, he would definitely protect her well!

Never let her become like this.

However, until now, these ifs are just ifs!

Xu Junyu opened the door and got out of the car. The car behind Sheng Yuchen also stopped suddenly.

Sheng Yuchen got out of the car first, and Xu Jun looked at Sheng Yuchen with cool eyes.

Although there was some sickness on his face and a hospital gown on his body, his dark eyes were quiet, his thin lips were tightly pressed, his face was cold and solemn, and his noble temperament remained undiminished.

He also glanced at Xu Junyu, and the expression on his face was a bit arrogant.

Xu Jun smiled with her lips, closed the car door, looked up at the gray sky above the long steps, and there was a harsh look in his eyes.

Today, at that end, the woman wants to seek justice for her child.

He only knew that he had told her last night that Chang Chubui had caused her infertility, but he didn't find out that she actually had a child!

A dead child!

He didn't find out about such a big thing as pregnancy miscarriage!

Xu Junyu frowned, this woman couldn't get away from Chang Chu to make trouble!

He lowered his brows, raised his feet, and Xu Jun stepped up the long steps.

Sheng Yuchen also raised his head to look at the place that was almost connected to the sky, but he couldn't ignore the pain in his heart that seemed to be bitten by a jagged insect.

"Isn't this... the cemetery in the western suburbs?!"

Behind him, Ye Yun got out of the car, and when she saw a group of people in the distance stumbling towards the mountain, she felt a panic of fear and asked in a trembling voice.

"Zhengyu, what the **** is going on? Is it fatal?"

Ye Yun clutched Sheng Zhengyu's hand tightly, trembling uncontrollably.

Sheng Zhengyu also began to feel faintly uneasy.

Cemetery? child? !

What exactly is going on?

Mu Chuqing dragged Chang Chu all the way, and finally came to the white marble tombstone.

"The Tomb of the Beloved Son!"

The ninth day of June 2012.

When Chang Chu saw the words engraved on it, he couldn't help but feel scared.

She blinked her eyes and didn't look at it, but Mu Chuqing threw her in front of the tombstone.

Chang Chu was thrown aside and slumped on the ground.

"Kneel me there! Kob your head!! Apologize!!!"

Mu Chuqing roared, her throat was sour, her eyes flushed.

"Mu Chuqing, you are such a lunatic!"

Chang Chu shouted and got up from the ground to run.

Mu Chuqing had red eyes, stepped forward and suddenly grabbed Chang Chu's big golden wavy hair, and violently pulled her back.

"Chang Chu, I was going to torture you slowly, I can't wait! I can't wait! In my life, Mu Chuqing, how can I know you, a wolf-hearted and cruel woman!"

Chen Lin and Aunt Liang from behind were also brought up, and Mu Chuqing glanced at them.

"Let them go away and don't dirty my child's place!"

Watching the bodyguard drag them aside, Mu Chuqing looked back at Chang Chu.

With her hair clenched tightly, Chang Chu was forced to lift her neck, tighten her teeth, and stare fiercely at Mu Chuqing with her stubborn look. There is nowhere else is she usually pretending to be weak in front of everyone.

Mu Chuqing sucked her nose, swallowed the sourness and sadness that overflowed from her throat, concealed the fragile sadness on her face, and turned the pain in her heart into hatred.

"Chang Chu, you kneel down, kowtow, and apologize!"

Mu Chuqing spoke again, her face was much calmer, she couldn't panic, she couldn't let everyone watch jokes anymore.

Chang Chu still stood unyielding and refused to kneel down.

"Mu Chuqing, it was just a stillbirth! You are neurotic, stand a monument to a stillbirth!"