nd.The charity gala was held in an old castle on the outskirts of town. The castle was built by European missionaries in the last century and, after the founding of the nation, it changed hands severa...However, the next second, Huo Jing'shu suddenly covered her stomach and cried out in pain: "My stomach... My stomach hurts so much!"

She curled up, pain searing through her like a hot blade.

"Quiet!" Du Xiner hurriedly went over to support her daughter, frightened and not knowing where to put her hands. "What's wrong Mama is here."

Fu Yan only had a blank mind for a moment, but she immediately felt that the blood was not coming from her. Her stomach only had a slight ache just now, which was gone now.

Then this blood......

"Ouch! It hurts!" Huo JingShu's face was twisted in pain, her forehead covered in sweat. "It hurts so much, Mom!"

Li Qin hurried over, seeing a pool of blood on the ground, her face changed color, and she anxiously said: "Fourth aunt, Jing Shu is pregnant."

"What!" Du Xiner's face turned pale. She looked at the pool of blood on the ground, a bad thought flashed through her mind. Having given birth before, she couldn't figure out what was happening.

Just then, a deep voice, though aged, rang out, "What are you all making such a fuss about!"

"Grandfather!" The maidservant was frightened and retreated to the sides.

The ancestral rites have ended, and the male members of the Huo family have returned one after another.

Old Master Huo walked in, leaning on his cane. At his right was the eldest son of the main house and father of Huo Yuan, the current ruler of Yanjing City, and at his left was Huo Mingzheng.

Huo Mingzheng is the head of the family, even though he is injured, he must show up for the ancestor worship.

His black suit made him appear even more solemn and noble. The emblem on his lapel, a symbol of his status, marked him as a king surveying his court from above. He was completely out of place in this bustling kitchen.

A cold gaze swept over the person who had collapsed to the ground. He frowned subtly without making a sound.

Ho Jing Shu was in so much pain she almost fainted.

"Help!," cried Du Xinrui, terrified and speechless. Tears streamed down her face as she stammered, "Jingjing is pregnant, Dad, you have to save her and the baby!"

Old Master Huo's face changed immediately, "Send him to the hospital!"

When Fu Jing, who was following behind, saw this scene, he strode forward, his eyes scanning over Fu Yan, who was sitting beside her in a daze. Then, he picked up Huo Jing-shu and said, "I'll take you to the hospital."

Huo Jingshu struggled to regain her composure from the pain, clutching Fu Jing's collar tightly, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably, "Fu Jing, I'm so scared."

Don't be afraid.

Du Xiner hurried to catch up, Li Qin also followed, Huo Mingzheng grabbed her arm and said in a low voice, "What's going on"

Li Qin glanced at Fu Yan behind her and the bloodstains on the ground, only feeling a chill run down her spine.

Old Master Huo's face darkened as he looked at her, waiting for her reply.

She shook her head, her expression grave. "I was following Jing Shu here, and as soon as I arrived, she was pushed to the ground. I didn't see what happened."

Du Xiner took a few steps back and turned around, gritting her teeth. "It was Fu Yan! She pushed Jingjing! Everyone saw it, Dad, you have to do something for Jingjing! That's your great-granddaughter, don't you feel sorry for her"

Fu Yan Gang was helped up by Song Qing Shuang, when he heard Du Xin Rui's hysterical accusation.

She opened her mouth, not knowing how to explain. Though the situation was chaotic at the time, she knew she hadn't pushed Huo Jingshu, and she herself didn't know who had knocked her down.

But the kitchen wasn't monitored, and the Huo family had never liked her and her daughter anyway. After such a big incident happened, no one was willing to speak up for her.

She's utterly speechless now.

But now what she wasn't thinking about was how to get herself off the hook, but...

At her feet was blood that had already begun to dry. Huo Jingshu had bled so much, could the child still be savedo the elevator shaft with surprising speed, then whipped out a knife from his snow boot!His eyes glinted with malice, he was a trained killer!Sauron strode forward without batting an eyelid, sizing up...