Lin Shiyu was bleeding.
How could there be so much blood?
Lu Qi'er froze for a moment before she quickly revealed a wicked smile. Was Lin Shiyu… pregnant? And now she had suffered a… miscarriage?
That was great! The heavens really were on her side after all!
Fu Qinglun still had his lips in Lin Shiyu's scented hair as he said, "Mrs Fu, shall we stop fighting already? Can't we lead our lives happily together from now on?"
Lin Shiyu's hands landed on his broad chest and she pushed him away. "Young Master Fu, I'm afraid that you'll push me out to take the bullets for Lu Qi'er next time if I agree."
Fu Qinglun let go of her and his pupils contracted, Lin Shiyu's beautiful face was covered in sweat and incredibly pale. She seemed feeble, like she was about to collapse and her skin was clammy and cold to the touch.
