Anyway, this is a living human life!
If she fell to her death, she might not really die, but if something happened to the pregnant woman, both the corpse and the life would be her Xia Qiu's responsibility.
Forgetting even suffocation for a while, Xia Qiu calmed down, curled up slightly to straighten his body, supported the thick cloth on top of his head with both hands, and moved forward a little bit.
The cobblestone floor could still feel a little undulation through the bottom cloth. She followed the sound and slowly moved forward, then tried to stand up, shaking the wide and boundless cloth behind her.
"How are you? Are you okay? Don't lie there, can you stand up slowly?" Xia Qiu asked tentatively, the sun shone through the gap in the cloth, and an arched thing in front could be vaguely seen.
That's where the voice comes from, and it's probably the woman!
"It's...it's okay, but my stomach hurts. Hurry...help me." The voice of the woman under the cloth was weak, and she trembled even when she spoke. I don't know if it was from pain or fright. .
"Don't worry! I'll find a way now." Xia Qiu touched over, opened up a space, supported the woman through two layers of cloth, and slowly got up.
The two of them were not in the same layer of cloth, although after they both stood up, the space was still narrow for some reason, but at least Xia Qiu felt more relieved.
"Where's Qingyan? Where's the person?" Amidst the sudden clamor and indistinct voice, a anxious man's voice suddenly came.
Xia Qiu felt a "thud" in his heart, and unconsciously let go of the hand supporting the woman beside him. The woman gave a soft cry of panic, and immediately leaned to the side.
Thinking of that child, Xia Qiu clenched his fists and supported her again.
"Thank you." A weak voice came from the side. Jiang Qingyan, who was supported, naturally heard Jiang Yu's voice, and comforted Xia Qiu softly through the fabric, but it was also sweet: "Don't worry, I heard My elder brother’s voice is heard, he will save us immediately when he comes back!”
Xia Qiu said "hmm", thinking that not only Jiang Hao was outside, but Jiang Yu was also there, and his mood was a little delicate for a moment.
The sound of scissors cutting through the fabric was heard very quickly. The two of them were probably standing together, and the arching was still very obvious. The anxious Jiang Yu urged the people in the guild hall to hurry up, but told him to be careful not to hurt anyone.
Groups of young and old and celebrities gathered together, winked at each other, and discussed in low voices, but no one stepped forward to help.
Discussions and gazes were like a sharp edge, and Jiang Yu was extremely manic.
He just wanted to hold a banquet to relax, but in the end he almost threw the child in Jiang Qingyan's womb into it. If something happened to the child, Mr. Jiang would never let him go lightly at home!
Whose family is too old has he committed a crime recently? !
Just like the gunpowder that exploded at a touch, the waiter who was scolded by Jiang Yu didn't dare to show his breath. What kind of domineering president of Bingshan, those things that pretend to be bilibility, have been thrown away since Jiang's business was overwhelmed.
Soon, hot and plentiful air hit her face, and the dazzling sunlight shone on Xia Qiu's face, causing her to close her eyes immediately.
There was a clear sound of gasping around.
Jiang Yu's face was about to condense into a black cloud, "It turned out to be you?!"
He slowly clenched his hands tightly, his knuckles creaking, as if he was about to swallow Xia Qiu alive.
Xia Qiu then looked at Jiang Yu, glanced at the crowd of onlookers from the corner of his eye, and said lightly, "Don't come here without any problems!"
At this time, Jiang Qingyan was freed from the cloth.
Originally, the pregnant woman didn't need to be scared. The great grievance and fear made her throw herself into Jiang Yu's arms like a suckling swallow, and hugged Jiang Yu tightly.
"Wuuuuuu... Big brother, Qingyan thought she couldn't see you...and couldn't keep our child anymore...Qingyan was scared to death...uuuuuuu..."
Jiang Qingyan said with tears in her eyes.
The young masters and ladies around looked at Xia Qiu unobtrusively, and then glanced at the very close Jiang brothers and sisters.
There was a touch of contempt in the delicate expression on his face, as if he understood something.