Chapter 822
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Tang Nuan's life or death had nothing to do with her.
Furthermore, why would she help Tang Nuan? If she did, Tang Nuan would probably mock her for being a busybody.
Furthermore …
Song Qingchun raised her eyes to glance at the two muscular men.
She was pregnant. If she tried to stop them, one of them might just push her, and the child in her stomach would be gone.
Child … Tang Nuan is also pregnant … Song Qingchun's gaze drifted to Tang Nuan's stomach, and it was then that she realized Tang Nuan's body had been hunched backward while she was being beaten. That posture was like she was using all her strength to protect her child.
Song Qingchun was slightly shaken, and she unconsciously raised her hand to touch her stomach.
She had really underestimated Tang Nuan. She had always thought the girl, who treated love like a child's play, was heartless, but she did not expect Tang Nuan to also love her child.
The child is innocent, and if this continues, Tang Nuan might have a miscarriage on the street …
Song Qingchun really hated herself for being so indecisive. She was afraid that if she continued to stand there, she might really do something saintly, so she walked toward the side of the road.
The road there was not easy to hail a taxi. Song Qingchun waited for about five minutes, but there was no taxi. Not far behind her, Tang Nuan's screams could be heard, causing Song Qingchun's heart to skip a beat. In the end, Song Qingchun could no longer hold it in anymore. She took a few steps away from Tang Nuan, and only then did her heart calm down.
Tang Nuan's screams suddenly disappeared.
The middle-aged woman's cursing became even more vicious.
When Song Qingchun turned her head to look at the traffic moving toward her, out of the corner of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of Tang Nuan.
She was lying limply on the ground, curled up into the shape of a prawn, trying to protect her stomach.
The middle-aged woman had beaten her so badly, but she did not show any sign of stopping. She used the sharp heel of her high heels to knock on Song Qingchun's head continuously.
Song Qingchun subconsciously raised her hand to cover the corner of her eyes, but when her hand was halfway up, Tang Nuan's gaze turned toward her.
She did not expect to see Song Qingchun there, and the surprise in her eyes was obvious.
She stared at him without blinking, as if she was hesitating about something. After a while, a pleading look appeared in her eyes.
Her bloodied lips moved like she wanted to say something to Song Qingchun, but no words came out. Instead, she bit on her lips, lowered her eyes, and avoided Song Qingchun's shadow.
She had done so many horrible things to Song Qingchun. Song Qingchun hated her, and she hated Song Qingchun. She even wanted to kill Song Qingchun, and they had even tried to kill her. Even though Song Qingchun was lucky to have dropped a glass of water … With the hatred between them, why would Song Qingchun help her?
Tang Nuan's lips curled into a self-deprecating smile, mocking herself for the thought of asking Song Qingchun for help. Then, she slowly closed her eyes and tried her best to protect her stomach from any damage.
Tang Nuan, who was in extreme pain, became numb when the middle-aged woman punched and kicked her.
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