Gu Lanqing's face paled — her child!

She hoarsely called out the nanny's name, "Ellie, quick... "Go get a doctor …"

Intra-hospital

The golden-haired, blue-eyed doctor looked pitifully at Gu Lan Qing. "Madam, I'm very sorry." The child in your belly was not saved. "

"I failed to protect …" Gu Lanqing mumbled and repeated the doctor's words. She placed her hand on her already flat abdomen.

Her child had died.

After informing Old Master Huo about this, she took care of the child's funeral and returned to A City, then slowly walked on the street.

On the main street, it was drizzling.

Her entire body was drenched in the rain. A bone-piercing chill spread out from deep within her bones.

Her hand was tightly placed on her flat belly.

Pretend the baby is still there.

That was her blood and bone. How could she not love him?

Today was exactly three months. If nothing happened to her, today would be the baby's due date.

But her baby was alone in the cemetery.

She bit down hard on her lips and tasted the faint taste of blood in her mouth.

The heavens must be punishing her, punishing her for using the baby in her belly to make a deal with Grandpa Huo to force Huo Yan to marry her.

If she had never had such a thought, the baby would never have been born.

Now that the baby was gone, she had betrayed her relationship with Zichen.

"Be careful!" The unique husky voice of a boy during the voice change period.

She raised her eyes in a daze and was knocked down by a bicycle.

His elbow fell to the ground, scraping away a layer of grease.

"Sorry …" Sorry... Are you okay? " An anxious voice came from the top of his head.

A fair hand extended in front of her.

Her eyelashes trembled as she looked at her palm, which was covered in a thin cocoon.

"What are you daydreaming about?" Before she could reply, the voice sounded impatient.

That hand grabbed her.

"Did I knock you silly?" That's not right! I didn't touch your head just now? " The voice was worried.

The slightly noisy voice caused her to involuntarily raise her eyes. A familiar face appeared in front of her.

"Seems like he isn't stupid." When he saw her look up, he smiled.

Her pitch-black hair was completely drenched by the rain, causing threads to droop down, covering her long and narrow eyes that were like obsidian.

The little tiger fang that was exposed looked gentle and foolish.

Her eyes turned hot, the deep-seated longing was like a strong alcohol that had been overturned. She lost her reason, grabbed onto his waist, and called out his name. "Zichen …"

She sobbed, and all the grievances of the past year poured out, "I knew you were okay! I knew that you were lying to me by joining up with them, saying that you were a vegetable! You're too bad! "How dare you make such a nasty joke about me!"

"Hello, Big Sis!" "Don't rely on your good looks. Just look at how handsome I am, and you'll take advantage of me!" The boy pushed her away.

"Look carefully, look clearly, I'm not some Zichen." He pointed to his nose.

The boy's hoarse voice that was unique to boys during the change in voice period made Gu Lanqing completely recover her rationality.

The face in front of him was handsome, but it looked very youthful. It was obviously the face of a youth.

The boy in front of her looked to be no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, about fifty percent similar to Zichen, but he was even more exquisite in appearance compared to Zichen. If it wasn't for his untamed eyebrows and tall stature, he would be as beautiful as a girl.

She looked at him absentmindedly, as if she had lost her soul. "Did I teleport? You only saw a fifteen or sixteen year old Zichen? "

The boy rolled his eyes. He truly felt that this woman was sick.

He turned and left.

His wrist was gripped by a slightly cold hand. He didn't know why, but he had to turn his head to face Gu Lanqing's pale face.

She looked at him almost feverishly, "Is it Ye Tang? Do you want to be a star? "