Spoiled Wife: Are You Good or Bad, Young Master Ji?

"Zhang Qin, please, let me go!" Zhang Mo'er couldn't control her tears.

But Zhang Qin wouldn't listen to her.

The two began to tear up, during which Zhang Qin deliberately bumped Zhang Mo'er's stomach against the sharp part of the stair railing a few times.

"what!"

Zhang Qin used both hands and feet, tripped Zhang Mo'er's leg with one foot, and pushed hard.

Pain...so painful!
I have never felt such pain before, and suddenly there is a burst of heat from under my body, this is... my child!
Zhang Mo'er curled up under the stairs, covering her stomach with her hands. She tried her best to protect her stomach when she rolled down just now.However, several times it hit the stomach directly.

"My child..." She touched her belly in panic, her eyes were not focused.

no no!
Zhang Mo'er saw Zhang Qin walking down the stairs, her face looked like a devil in Zhang Mo'er's eyes.

"Help! Help my child! Someone!" Zhang Mo'er tried her best to endure the pain, her face covered in sweat, and she crawled towards the living room with both hands.

"Hahaha! Look, your child is about to die again! It's unlucky to have a mother like you!" Zhang Qin pointed to the blood stain Zhang Mo'er moved, and the smell of blood permeated the entire living room.

"Miss Zhang!" The butler finally brought the security guards to the living room. He saw Zhang Mo'er lying on the ground with blood all over her body.

Zhang Qin stood there still smiling arrogantly, as if she was going crazy.

"My child, find a doctor! Hurry up..." Zhang Mo'er couldn't continue at this point, and her head was hit just now.

At the last second when she sank into the darkness, all she could hear was Zhang Qin's maniacal laugh and the anxious voice of the housekeeper.

"Hahaha"

"Doctor! Doctor! Miss Zhang!"

My boy, keep my boy!
Zhang Mo'er was in a daze, trying to open her eyes as hard as she could, wanting to see that her child was safe and sound.

When she woke up, she found herself lying on the hospital bed, and her eyes hurt from the white wall.

"you're awake!"

Shen Rongche appeared in front of her, his face was full of stubble, and his eyes were also black and blue.

"My child!" Zhang Mo'er screamed as if the switch had been pressed.

She stretched out her hand to her belly, and found that her slightly raised belly had become flat.Her eyes were wide open, filled with frenzied desperation.

"Son! Where's my child? What's wrong with my child?"

"We will still have children, Mo'er!" Shen Rongche grabbed Zhang Mo'er's hand, preventing her from touching her stomach any more.

My child... is gone!
Zhang Mo'er wept silently, which soon soaked the pillow.

Why?Why do you do this to her!

She was lying pale on the hospital bed, like a flower that was about to wither.

Shen Rongche's eyes were also filled with grief, and he tightly held Zhang Mo'er's hand, trying to give her strength.

"Boss, Zhang Qin and the maid have already been caught." Kevin's eyes were also black and blue, followed by his subordinates who looked angry.

Shen Rongche's face was sullen, and storms gathered in his eyes: "Send her to prison after you've dealt with her, and that maid, too!"

After being convicted, they will be allowed to live in the prison for the rest of their lives but not die!

Zhang Mo'er lived in a private hospital under the Emgrand Group. Because she was already very weak, she was not discharged after more than a week.

"Mo'er, are you feeling better today?" Shen Rongche rushed over from the company during lunch.Talking to Zhang Mo'er with a gentle expression, eyes full of cherishment.

But Zhang Mo'er didn't reply, and she didn't eat either.

Because she has been refusing to eat, the hospital can only give her glucose to maintain her physical fitness. The doctor told Shen Rongche that if she does not eat, her body will definitely collapse.

"Look, Mai Mai is here too. She won't eat when she sees you not eating. Do you want to watch her starve?" Shen Rongche hugged Mai Mai, and both of them looked at Zhang Mo'er.Mai Mai was still in tears, she rubbed her eyes: "Mom, why don't you eat?"

It was the first time that Mai Mai was brought to see Zhang Mo'er. Seeing her mother like this, Mai Mai also had her mouth flattened.

Seeing Zhang Mo'er still expressionless, Shen Rongche felt heartbroken and desperate: "Mo'er, is there no way for Mai Mai to make you speak? What exactly do you want?"

He stood up, and the anger in his heart was revealed from his eyes: "You lie here, you don't even want to eat, you torture yourself like this! You don't think about our feelings! You don't want to live! You don't want wheat anymore !"

Shen Rongche's voice was loud, and he looked at Zhang Mo'er with moist eyes.

Mai Mai was frightened by his voice, and also panicked because her mother never responded, and couldn't hold back her tears anymore.

She threw herself onto the hospital bed, her face flushed red: "Wow! Mom, take care of Mai! Don't leave Mai! Mai wants a mother!"

Mai Mai climbed up the bed and hugged Zhang Mo'er's neck tightly, tears soaked Zhang Mo'er's collar.

"Mai...be good, don't cry." Zhang Mo'er finally spoke, her voice was hoarse from not speaking for a long time, and tears overflowed from her eyes.

She hugged Mai Mai vigorously, tears streaming into her temples.

Because of the wheat, Zhang Mo'er opened her mouth and began to drink slowly with a bowl of porridge.

However, facing Shen Rongche, she still didn't answer, as if she had forgotten about this person.

Shen Rongche had no choice but to be relieved that Zhang Mo'er was able to eat. No matter how bitter his heart was, he could only face her indifference.

However, it is impossible for Shen Rongche to guard Zhang Mo'er every day, and the affairs of the Emgrand Group are also very busy, and the old house has never given up on the intervention of the domestic side.

After Zhang Moer ate, Shen Rongche left with Mai Mai.

He just rushed to the company to start work in the afternoon, and as soon as he sat down, Kevin reported angrily: "Boss, there seems to be someone in the old house."

"Who?" Shen Rongche had a gloomy face.

"It's a man named Yan Yuchu. He seems to have worked in DW before." Kevin remembered that when he investigated DW before, he found that the head office's control over it had weakened.

Shen Rongche pondered for a while, then opened his eyes: "Go and invite him to the dinner."

Because I am not familiar with Yan Yuchu, I can only get in touch with him first.

The place of the dinner was at the Imperial Hotel, and Shen Rongche arrived on time, waiting for Yan Yuchu's arrival.

"Boss Shen, I've admired your name for a long time." Contrary to Shen Rongche's expectations, Yan Yuchu looked like a gentle and refined person, not like the careerist that the old house would choose.

Shen Rongche also extended his hand to say hello, and smiled tepidly: "Mr. Yan, I don't understand you anymore."

The two sat down facing each other and began to test each other.

After the dinner party was over, Shen Rongche also had certain confidence in this person, he was a slippery character.

"By the way, I heard that Mr. Shen is engaged a few days ago. Congratulations! Next time, I will definitely visit Mrs. Zun at the house." After saying this, Yan Yuchu left gracefully.