บท 869: Lu Jinwen, You Have a Son (2)

The bright red blood seemed endless as it flowed down. Old Master Lin and Lin Xuanyin's expressions changed. What was happening? Had Xiaorou miscarried?

Xiaorou had initially only pretended that her stomach was painful, but now her stomach was really painful. A sheen of cold perspiration appeared on her forehead. She stretched her hand out to touch and it was filled with blood.

"Ah!" Xiaorou gave a shrill cry. This was her precious baby! "My son! What happened to my son? Mr Lu, save me!"

Xiaorou's legs felt weak and she crumbled onto the goat's fur carpet. She was twitching from the pain and she could only use her limbs to crawl forward.

With ragged breath, she crawled to Lu Jinwen's legs and stretched her bloodied hands out to pull on the man's tailored black trousers.