Even Ye Mingmei herself was stunned.
Staring blankly at Qin Youxuan, who had fallen to the ground clutching her belly, she widened her eyes, "Dad, I didn't push her, she fell on her own, you saw it too, it has nothing to do with me..."
"You still have the mind to worry about this, Ye Mingmei, you've disappointed me greatly!"
Ye Zhanxing's gentle eyes showed a rare chill as he pushed her aside, rushed forward, and picked up Qin Youxuan from the ground.
"What are you all looking at, call an ambulance!"
"Girl, how are you?"
Ye Zhanxing looked at her pale face, his arms holding her tightening silently.
Qin Youxuan bit her lip, her forehead covered in cold sweat, and with both hands tightly protecting her belly, she arched her head back in pain, "The baby..."
"Hurry, we can't wait for the ambulance, go start the car! To the hospital right now!"
Ye Zhanxing's expression changed abruptly, he roared lowly at his assistant and, holding Qin Youxuan, quickly walked outside.
