He wanted to tell his sister Zhilei that no matter what kind of person Ning Qing was, they could use other ways to drive her away. There was no need to hurt her body like this.
Any drug would affect her. The baby was innocent.
The baby was still the child of Brother Shaoming.
Song Yingjie ran out through the gate. The red car was still parked in its original position. Someone was talking in the car. Song Yingjie slowed down and stepped forward to listen.
Zhou Zhilei's voice came from the car. Through the window, Song Yingjie could also vaguely see Zhou Zhilei's familiar figure. At the moment, he saw that a person was sitting in the front passenger's seat and noticed that the two of them were talking.
The man whispered, "Zhilei. Does this substance really not affect the fetus?"
Zhou Zhilei sneered, "This kind of rice medicine is very strong. Once Ning Qing drinks it, even she doesn't have a miscarriage, the child would be disabled."
