When Tang Qingxue saw Long Linger, she was equally shocked. After recovering, she hastily threw away the broom in her hand and pushed Long Linger out, "Quickly, go, go, leave here, why are you here?"
Long Linger clutched the doorframe with both hands, refusing to step out, "Qingxue, why are you driving me away? You wrote me a letter, asking me to come and save you. Now that I'm here, why are you being so evasive? Qingxue, don't be afraid, come back with me!"
Tang Qingxue shook her head desperately, "No, I didn't write you a letter, you made a mistake, the person who wrote to you wasn't me!"
Long Linger noticed at this moment, although Tang Qingxue looked skinny, her belly was conspicuously bulging out, looking as if she was about seven or eight months pregnant, and appeared close to giving birth.
