Shu Qiqi tried to stand up, but her legs were simply too weak; she fell back into the wheelchair after two attempts.
She was sweating with anxiety. Su Ninglu was carrying Leng Yichen's child. Even if Ninglu was detestable, the child was innocent.
As she tried to rise again, someone pushed her back down into the wheelchair.
Looking up, she met the gaze of the elderly Mrs. Leng: "Grandma?"
"Foolish girl, I know you're hurting inside, but you shouldn't have done what you did."
Shu Qiqi was startled, not understanding what the old lady meant: "Grandma, I didn't."
She was telling the truth. Just now, when she reached out her hand, it was to save Ninglu, to catch her.
It was Su Ninglu who pushed away her hand and jumped back.
"I know, I know everything, silly child. You did it for yourself and the child in your womb. Grandma can understand."