An Ruo was gasping for breath as she ran up, panting heavily, and strained, "Give me the child, and I won’t let him kill you."
An Xin glanced at the child in her arms, hesitation showing on her face. She stepped back and shook her head.
"No, I won’t give him to you! He’s mine and Tang Yuchen’s child, no one can take my child away!"
An Ruo was speechless; An Xin was still lost in the daydream of having Tang Yuchen’s child.
"He’s not your child. Give him to me quickly, Tang Yuchen is coming soon."
"No, he is our child!" An Xin showed a fierce look to her, very worried she would snatch the child away.
An Ruo looked at the child in her embrace; the little guy wasn’t crying or fussing, actually quite calm.
"An Xin, your child is with Tang Yuchen. He said, since you bore him a child, he wants to marry you. Yet here you are, clinging to someone else’s child and not wanting him and the child, so he’s thinking of not marrying you anymore."
As she made up this story, An Ruo felt she could have been a con artist, truly lying without blinking an eye.
An Xin looked at her in shock, anxiously asking, "Did he really say that?"
"Of course, if you don’t believe me, go ask him. But now you’re holding someone else’s child, he definitely won’t marry you. Give me the child, and if you go to him empty-handed, he’ll like you and marry you," An Ruo said as she cautiously moved forward.
An Xin tilted her head, pondering, then suddenly chuckled, "That’s great, Tang Yuchen said he wants to marry me, he wants to marry me."
"Yes, he did say he wants to marry you. Hurry up and give me the child, then go find him."
An Xin glanced at the child in her arms and couldn’t help but feel this child was hers and Tang Yuchen’s.
But An Ruo insisted he was not their child and even said Tang Yuchen didn’t like the kid.
She was so troubled, yet she also didn’t know to doubt what others said.
"Is he really not mine and Tang Yuchen’s child?"
"He’s actually not mine and Tang Yuchen’s child! I hate him!" An Xin’s expression suddenly turned, her brow furrowing in disgust as she carelessly threw the child away.
"Don’t do it!" An Ruo’s expression drastically changed as she lunged to catch the child.
She caught the child, but she herself fell harshly onto the ground.
Because the child was in her arms when she went down, she heard the loud sound of the little boy’s forehead hitting the ground.
An Ruo, not caring about the pain, hurriedly propped herself up.
The little boy, hurt by the bump, opened his mouth and cried loudly, his cry hoarse and desperate.
His forehead had split open, and the blood was flowing down, looking quite frightening.
"I’m sorry, I’m so sorry! Auntie didn’t mean it, I’m really sorry," An Ruoxin panicked, wiping the blood with her sleeve. Her face turned pale with fright, devoid of any color.
A car suddenly stopped beside her, and a man got out and came over, asking with concern, "Miss, do you need help?"
An Ruo looked up and nodded hastily, "Yes, could you please take us to a hospital?"
"Let’s go; there’s a hospital nearby." The man took the crying child into his arms, and An Ruo also stood up.
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"I’m fine, let’s hurry to the hospital," she said indifferently.