Seeing Mother Guan charge forward like a madwoman, An Yan instinctively hugged her abdomen and took a step back.
Her legs hit the edge of the bed, and she sat down directly on the hospital bed.
Although she didn't bump into anything, the moment she sat down still gave her a sinking feeling.
Her abdomen suddenly became tight and hard, her brows furrowed as her hands clutching her belly gradually curled up.
Si Heng blocked Mother Guan's attack and shoved her to the side with a swing of his hand.
Father Guan, seeing this, slapped Mother Guan across the face, "You're mad! That's Fu Shiyan's wife! She's still carrying a child!"
Mother Guan, covering her face, yelled loudly, "Her child is a child, and mine isn't?"
Si Heng said word by word, "Some children are children, some are beasts!"
Mother Guan sat on the ground and wept loudly, "Oh my dear Lord! One daughter died for you, and the other you had put in jail! What kind of fate is this for me!"
