Panic flashed across An Xiu'er's eyes. Although it only lasted for a moment, Song Jingchen still caught it.
"Smelly, shower, Xiu'er wants to take a shower…" She muttered and walked out.
Shen Yijia narrowed her eyes and instructed, "Mo Yuan, bring her to take a shower."
An hour later, the usually expressionless Mo Yuan returned with a strange expression.
Shen Yijia asked, "What's wrong? Where's An Xiu'er?"
"She's asleep. I placed her next door." After saying that, Mo Yuan glanced at Song Jingchen, pursed her lips, and said tactfully, "I saw that something was wrong with her, so I checked her pulse. I realized that she should have been pregnant before, but she had a miscarriage because of the sex."
What she didn't say was that An Xiu'er might never be able to get pregnant in this lifetime.
Shen Yijia gasped. Was Shangguan Pu so inhumane? He didn't even let go of his own child.
