Chapter 18: Who is the father of the child?

  Then she heard sobbing and footsteps pacing anxiously on the floor inside.

  "This name Roliy, why does it sound so familiar? Senri Summer tried hard to recall in her mind, but still couldn't get a clear image. Perhaps, she was just someone who had heard of him before."

  Since it has nothing to do with her, Chihiro didn't bother to care about other people's business and was about to walk away.

  Suddenly, a loud crash was heard from inside the room as something heavy fell to the ground with a 'boom'.

  "Roli, Roli, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me like that! Oh my god, how did it get bloody?"

  "Roli, you still have a great future ahead of you, don't do anything stupid!"

  As soon as Qian Lian Xia moved her feet, a panicked female voice came from inside the room, followed by the old woman's frantic cries for help: "Is anyone there? Is anyone there? Help! Someone has been killed!!"

  Qian Lian Xia's face changed slightly, and she pushed open the door without hesitation, walking in big strides, squeezing past the flustered woman who didn't know what to do.

  The woman lay on the ground, her face pale and almost lifeless, her beautiful face twisted in pain. Between her spread legs, blood flowed out quickly, soaking a patch of ground.

  Witnessing this scene, Chihiro quickly reached out to help the woman who had fallen to the ground, her hand stained with the blood flowing from the woman's lower body. The bright red color was dazzling and shocking. Thinking of the child they mentioned earlier, Chihiro suddenly understood that the blood flowing from the woman's body would take away a young life.

  Look at that middle-aged woman still standing in the same place, anxiously looking down at this woman. Sen Lian Xia furiously shouted at her: "What are you still standing here for? Hurry up and call someone, send her to the hospital! Do you want to watch her die with your own eyes?"

  The middle-aged woman reacted instantly, hastily rushing towards the door. When she reached the door, she suddenly stopped in her tracks, turned around and shook her head repeatedly, "No, no, she can't be sent to the hospital, she can't be sent to the hospital."

  The blood under the girl's body was still flowing rapidly. Upon hearing this, Chihiro Natsu looked at the middle-aged woman with a fiery gaze and said angrily: "What are you still hesitating about? Why won't you do it? Can you bear to watch her die like this?"

  The middle-aged woman kept rubbing her hands, seemingly a bit at a loss, with tears welling up in her eyes. She glanced at Roli's pale face and choked out: "She's a public figure, if we send her to the hospital and the reporters find out she's pregnant, her future will be ruined."

  "We don't have to send her to the hospital," Qian Lian Xia said calmly, looking at her tear-stained face. "I'll give you two options: either we send her to the hospital and save her life, or we let her fend for herself and protect her reputation. Let her lose the child like this, or maybe even die. You choose!"

  Qian Lian Xia's tone was cold and chilling, yet calm and stirring.

  The balance between reason and emotion was at a tipping point, and Roliy let out a painful moan at this moment. The middle-aged woman looked at her increasingly pale face and finally nodded heavily, walking outside, "I'll go call an ambulance to send her to the hospital."

  After a while, several people came in carrying a stretcher and put Roliy on it.

  The blood under her was still flowing, almost dyeing the white cloth underneath red. There were dense beads of sweat on her forehead that kept dripping down. Her consciousness had already been half submerged in a daze, yet she couldn't stop muttering to herself: "My child, my child... Mommy is sorry to you, mommy is a bad woman... Your father won't want you either..." As soon as she finished saying this, tears began to quietly flow from the corners of her eyes.

  She was soon lifted into an ambulance waiting outside the company, a middle-aged woman went in, and Chihiro followed. Immediately, nurses surrounded her, taking emergency measures.

  Through the white shadow surrounded by busy greenery, the woman's pale face suddenly entered her eyes, and it was only then that she remembered why this woman looked so familiar.

  Isn't this woman the one who was with Director Chen in the private room at Langse, that certain supermodel named Roliy or something? So is the child in her belly Director Chen's?

  Qian Lian Xia looked at the middle-aged woman sitting across from her with a complex gaze, and couldn't help but ask: "Who is the father of the child in her belly? Now that something has happened to her, where is the father of the child?"

  It seemed to have heard Qian Lixia's words, and Roliya, who was about to sink into a coma, suddenly opened her eyes, grasped the middle-aged woman's palm tightly, and panted, "Rong...Sister Rong, help me...help me find him..."

  She trembled with her fingers and pulled out a small mobile phone, shaking it in front of Rong Jie's face. "Call... call him, tell him... my child is almost gone, I'm going to die, let him..." Another wave of pain hit her belly, and she let out a sharp cry of agony.

  Rong Jie took the phone with a sob, tightly grasping her palm, and tears rolled down one by one. She wept and said, "Don't worry, I'll definitely make him come see you, definitely."

  She pressed a key on her tablet phone, and a white screen jumped out in front of her. On it, a number was prominently displayed. Rong Jie's tears flowed again.

  She didn't know who the man was, only that this flat phone was given to her by him and had been with her for three whole years. In those three years, she had dropped it and fixed it, fixed it again and again, and Roliy had regarded this phone as more important than anything else. Now the number was on the screen, and it could be seen that she had been staring at the number all along, yet for some reason, she hesitated to make the call.

  Qian Lian Xia stole a glance at the number, and suddenly felt as if she had been struck by five thunderbolts. This number was all too familiar to her. All along, it had always been him calling her, and she had never stored his number in her phonebook, but she had silently memorized it nonetheless.

  Senri Natsuya cast her gaze at Roli's pale face once again. Could it be him? Could it really be him?

  No, she would rather believe it was a coincidence, absolutely not him, absolutely not him, absolutely not... Ye Sheng Ge. The name flashed through her mind, and only then did she realize that she still hurt.

  Rong Jie quickly finished the phone call and they had already arrived at the hospital.

  The nurse quickly got off the car, and the stretcher was immediately lifted onto a medical cart. A group of people rushed out from inside and quickly took over to push into the emergency room.

  Senri Natsuya sat on a resting chair in the corridor, with Shouko sitting beside her looking equally worried.

  However, what worried Rong Jie was the woman lying inside, and what she worried about was a fact that she didn't dare to think about.

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