A muffled thud sounded.
Su Yue's head throbbed with intense pain; her vision darkened, and the entire world began to turn chaotic.
She instinctively clutched at her head, and blood instantly seeped through her fingers.
The man swung at An Yan again, but Su Yue grabbed onto his arm desperately.
Weak sounds continuously came out of her mouth, "Baby Yan, Baby Yan..."
Upon seeing this, the man shook off Su Yue and raised his hand to strike An Yan.
An Yan, who had already stood up by leaning on the table, grabbed a porcelain plate and cracked it against the edge, exposing a sharp rim. She swung it, slicing the man's face, which was immediately stained with blood.
The man cried out in pain, his eyes filled with rage; he had not expected a pregnant woman to be so aggressive.
He lifted a rock to continue his attack on An Yan, but his wrist was seized and broken in a swift motion; the rock fell to the ground with a thud.
