Strong waves of pain hit Shen Qianshu, and she fell onto the cramped washroom. She could not care about the fact that this was a place filled with germs. Luckily, the washroom of the high-class department store was very clean. Shen Qianshu held her stomach. She was in so much pain that she felt suffocated.
She was struck by waves of pain. It was like the contractions she had back then when she gave birth to Tong Hua.
It was like a knife jabbing her little belly continuously.
The cell phone rang in her bag.
"Ah… " She was in so much pain that she bit her lips tightly. She was also afraid that Ye Ling could tell she was in pain. She pulled her own hair painfully as she took out the cell phone. She was shivering as she answered the call.
