She wielded a kitchen knife and chopped up everything in the house. Sofas, furniture, color TVs, door panels... everything that could be chopped was chopped, and everything that could be ruined was ruined.

The old woman saw that all this was ruined by her, and cried on the ground, screaming, "Creating evil, committing evil..."

Su Chanjuan was already blushing, and she directly cut the bedroom door with a kitchen knife: "Su Xiuhe, don't hide! Get out of me! Today I will fight you, the little fox!"

Where did Su Xiuhe dare, the arrogant arrogance just now didn't know where to go.

She was so frightened to death, clutching her belly, biting her lower lip and crying... She couldn't have an accident. If something happened, there would be three lives! In any case, she must protect herself!

She is pungent in her bones, but she has been taken care of by Li Baojun in the past few months, making her forget her original appearance.

She thought for a while, Su Chanjuan would not let her go.

Well, if that's the case, I'll go all out... She has been searching in the room for a long time, her eyes fell on a vase on the bedside table, and there are two fake flowers in the vase! She threw the flower away and held the vase tightly in her hand.

As long as Su Chanjuan dared to rush in, then she would wave the vase and strive for a hit.

If Su Chanjuan can be stunned by a bottle, then she has a chance to escape!

The door was chopped by Su Chanjuan. She smashed it with a stool and kicked her foot. She really kicked the door open. When she was about to rush in, Li Baojun hugged her from behind and unexpectedly snatched the kitchen knife. .

Su Chanjuan didn't have a kitchen knife, and Su Xiuhe was immediately hit by a vase on her forehead. She shook her body and almost fell down.

"Run! Run Xiuhe! Protect our son!"

It's okay for Li Baojun not to call this voice. After calling, Su Chanjuan woke up from a brief period of confusion, she subconsciously reached out and grabbed Su Xiuhe's hair directly.

Su Xiuhe had just squeezed through the crack of the door and was glad that she had escaped.

Unexpectedly, his hair was pulled tightly.

"Want to escape! It's not that easy!" Su Chanjuan grabbed her hair and fought with her.

Su Xiuhe cared about her stomach and didn't dare to fight back, slap after slap on her face, she cried and called for Li Baojun's help.

Li Baojun ignored the **** arm and hugged Su Chanjuan, which gave Xiuhe a chance to escape.

Su Xiuhe rushed to the door, panicking about to jump out of her chest, she peddled downstairs, heard the sound of footsteps going away, Li Baojun was about to breathe a sigh of relief, suddenly, heard a scream from the corridor .

"what--"

Then after a sound of heavy objects rolling, a loud noise came.

"Hurry up! Do me a favor, someone rolled down the stairs! Help, help!"

"Oh! Blood, look at her pants are all blood!"

"Isn't it a miscarriage?"

Su Xiuhe's stomach hurts severely, she keeps twitching, and the warm liquid keeps dripping out of her body. She looks at the pool of dirty blood on the ground, crying heartbreakingly: "My child, my child..."

When Li Baojun heard this, he immediately attacked his heart with blood and energy, and fainted when he turned his eyes.

The old woman was also greatly irritated and shouted: "Making evil..." and fainted...

...

At noon, Jin Chen personally cooks two bowls of fried noodles.

Su Hanyan took a taste and nodded in praise: "It tastes great! Jin Chen, I feel very happy for the rest of my life, marrying a man who can cook!"

As soon as her voice fell, she heard the phone ringing in the living room.

Jin Chen felt relieved with his chopsticks, frowned, and handed the phone to Su Hanyan after hearing a few sentences: "Yanyan, find your phone!"

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