Chapter 107: Song Wu worry will not abort, right?

Song Yuyue and Song Yongmei rushed over, and Song Haoyue’s face was somewhat bad. He asked her,
Is it old, how is she worried? Is it very heavy?

Shemu heard the voice of Song Yuyue and turned her head sharply. The sharp dawn glanced at her coldly.
I was too late to be seen by the animal husbandry with such a cold and sullen look, and Song Haoyue’s heart screamed.
Her eyes were dodging, and suddenly, the blood that fell on the grass not far away.
That place is where Song Worry has just been lying.
Song Haoyue frowned slightly, thinking, this time, will not really kill Song Wuzhe?
If...this is really good!
"Big sister, a lot of blood." Song Yumei also found the blood on the ground, pointing at that, exclaimed to Song Haoyue.
Song Yiyue was not happy in his heart, secretly biting his teeth, this Song Yongmei, always surprised by the incident, hate to die.
Song Yumei looked at those thoughts in confusion, but fell from the horse immediately, and it was the grassland. It should not hurt very much. How could there be blood on the ground?
Song Yumei thought of the last time he gave the Song no worries.
She was suddenly shocked and said with amazement at Song Haoyue’s arm. "Big sister, Song Worry, she won't... will not abort?!"
When she was listening to the ancients, the dawn suddenly sank, and Mori was very cold.
Song Yuyue’s back was shocked and he looked at Song Yongmei,
Abortion?!



Hospital VIP ward.
Gu Yu sat in front of the bed and guarded Song Worry, who had not yet woken up.
The woman lying in the hospital bed, pale and bloodless, but has a morbid beauty, like a porcelain doll, makes people feel worried.
Gu Yu is close to the thin lips, and the body is full of cold and noble temperament.
Indifferent, sharp and deep lock on her face.
Oriental Xuan?
She is fainting the premise of the oriental Xuan, which is the mixed egg?
Why, when he heard her words, his heart hurt so much?
It seems that...he is the oriental Xuan that mixed ~ egg-like -
At this time, Ade came in.
There is still a stack of information in his hand.
Standing behind Gu Yu, he said with respect and respect: "Young Master."
"Say." Gu Yu was cold in front of him, his voice was cold and frosty.
Ade put the information on, Gu Yu took it, but did not see it.
He wants to listen to Ade.
"I checked all the surnames of M in the East. There is no one named Dong Xuan. There are very few people in the East. Not only one person is called Oriental Xuan, but also the name of the East. There is no one who knows less lady. Small families, civilians, have little power."
They are even less likely to make things like the Nine.
Gu Yu asked: "Is there a declining oriental home?" Just like a shepherd.
Ade shook his head and said, "No."
Gu Yu’s eyes are clear:
What else?

Ade: "I also found out that the mother of the young lady is not the dancer Yang Xiaolan. Yang Xiaolan had a good relationship with Mrs. Er when he was alive. When Mrs. Er married Cheng Cheng, he had a strange relationship with the former president. Love."
Gu Yu listened, looked up, and looked sharply at the eagle as Ade. "What do you mean, Song Worry is the daughter of Mrs. and Mrs. and the former president?"
"I am just guessing."
"Try to get their DNA."