Chapter 19 Why frame her?_1

In the hospital room, Luo Qianxun sat on the couch, staring blankly at Li Mingxun's back.

He sat by the hospital bed, holding Jiang Xinjie's hand, completely disregarding the fact that the woman behind him was his legally wedded wife.

Li Mingxun's doting on Jiang Xinjie was like a knife slowly torturing Luo Qianxun's heart. She wanted to cry so badly.

But she couldn't cry, she just foolishly watched him gently caress Jiang Xinjie's cheek.

"Hmm... it hurts..."

Jiang Xinjie groaned as she woke up, anxiously asked as she clutched her stomach, "Where's my child... where's my child..."

"Xinjie, don't be upset, we can have another child."

Li Mingxun comforted Jiang Xinjie. She tightly clutched his hand, crying, "How could this happen? I was looking forward to the baby's arrival... how could he leave me... I even dreamed of his cute little face..."

Seeing Jiang Xinjie wailing uncontrollably, Luo Qianxun could only sneer internally.

Jiang Xinjie's acting skills were truly top-notch. What a shame that she didn't become an award-winning actress.

"Xinjie, try to calm down. The doctor said you need to rest."

Li Mingxun held Jiang Xinjie in his arms. As she turned her gaze to Luo Qianxun, she choked, "Brother Mingxun, it's my fault. Please don't blame Qianxun, she didn't mean to push me down the stairs, I slipped and didn't hold onto her."

Although it seemed like Jiang Xinjie was taking the blame off Luo Qianxun, her words actually emphasized the incident.

She wanted to make Li Mingxun believe what he saw, that it was indeed Luo Qianxun who pushed her down the stairs.

"Jiang Xinjie, it was you who threw yourself down the stairs! Why are you framing me?"

Luo Qianxun was at a loss for words, but to Li Mingxun, her rebuttal sounded like an excuse.

"Jiang Xinjie throwing herself down the stairs? Luo Qianxun, don't you think your excuse is too lame?"

Li Mingxun glared at Luo Qianxun and scolded, "Even while Xinjie is trying to defend you, you still come up with excuses? What kind of heart do you have to be so cruel?"

"I..."

Luo Qianxun looked at Jiang Xinjie's smug face, finding it hard to believe that this was a woman who just underwent a miscarriage.

"Xinjie, lie down and rest. Don't think about anything else for now."

Li Mingxun gently laid Jiang Xinjie down on the hospital bed. The moment her face turned to Luo Qianxun, it morphed into a pitiful expression, "Brother Mingxun, will you blame me? Will you abandon me now that I've lost the baby?"

Looking at Li Mingxun, Jiang Xinjie's tears fell continuously, "I'm so stupid, I always fail to protect myself and the baby."

"How could I abandon you? Stop overthinking."

Li Mingxun gently patted Jiang Xinjie's shoulder, "You need to rest now and take care of your health."

"Every time I think about the baby, I want to cry."

As Jiang Xinjie's tears began to fall again, it was as if she really missed the child so much.

It was she who deliberately fell down the stairs, leading to the loss of the baby.

Thinking of this, Luo Qianxun couldn't help but mock Jiang Xinjie, "Crocodile tears."

"Luo Qianxun, I asked you to take care of Xinjie during her confinement, not to upset her."

Li Mingxun's voice was dark, his gaze seemed like he wanted to skin Luo Qianxun alive, "Go and make chicken soup for her, don't think about slacking off, you have one hour."

"Okay."

Luo Qianxun nodded, forcing back her sadness. She glanced at Jiang Xinjie and then left the room.

Even if she had no sympathy for Jiang Xinjie, she pitied the innocent baby.