Billionaire's Adorable Sweet Wife-Chapter 892: You Can’t Take Her Away!

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Chapter 892: Chapter 892: You Can’t Take Her Away!

The vehicle arrived at the destination.

It was getting dark, the sky shrouded in clouds, and a light rain drizzled down.

Su Ruanruan sat in the car, watching as a few men dragged a frail girl and threw her aside.

The girl desperately crawled back.

The men kicked her in the stomach, laughing and spitting at her.

Su Ruanruan clenched her hand.

She whispered, "Drive faster!"

The driver, Xiao Zhang, floored the accelerator, speeding the car forward.

He was hot-tempered, aiming straight at the men.

He nearly sent them flying.

As the car stopped, an armless woman immediately ran over, embracing the girl.

Su Ruanruan and her group rushed over as well.

The girl’s face was deathly pale, her body convulsing, looking extremely pitiful.

The armless woman pleaded with Su Ruanruan for help: "Miss Su, please examine her."

Su Ruanruan crouched down.

Knowledgeable in Chinese medicine, she gently felt the pulse and knew the girl wasn’t pregnant but rather appeared to have ascites.

The girl had been lying in the mud for a while, her clothes covered in dirt.

In pain and dazed, she looked at the noble and beautiful woman before her, thinking she’d reached heaven.

If not, how else would she be treated so kindly?

Su Ruanruan said to the armless woman, "She’s ill, I’ll take her to the hospital immediately."

The woman cried, wanting to kowtow to her.

Su Ruanruan had Bing’er help her up.

Bing’er, in tears, said, "Miss Su is a good person, there’s no need for this."

The armless woman insisted on kowtowing anyway, kneeling in the mud, her upturned face dark and yellow.

Only her eyes were bright.

Su Ruanruan felt heartbroken.

Yan Kuan, the strongest of them, was about to pick up the sick girl...

A gentle voice rang out: "This is Young Master Ji’s Alchemy Factory. Miss Su, taking someone away without reason might not be appropriate, right?"

This voice...

Su Ruanruan slowly stood up.

Amidst the fine drizzle, she locked eyes with the Second Young Mistress Huo.

The other woman was dressed in plain white, her hair neatly tucked, and Lu’er held an umbrella for her.

She seemed like she was nearly a celestial being.

Su Ruanruan spoke calmly, "I’m a doctor, taking a patient away, what’s inappropriate about that?"

The Second Young Mistress Huo remained composed, "This child belongs to the Alchemy Factory. Live or die, it’s up to Young Master Ji to decide! Besides, she lived improperly, did bad things with people, and got pregnant. This kind of behavior is absolutely unacceptable in the factory. The wilderness is her home now!"

Su Ruanruan lowered her eyes, "Madam Xishan, you eat vegetarian and chant Buddha, yet you continue to commit acts of killing!"

The Second Young Mistress Huo continued to smile.

She gestured to the crowd gathering around, a dark mass, a sight that was chilling.

Bao Mingyuan saw this for the first time and was shocked!

He whispered to Su Ruanruan, "He Jitang’s sins are vast!"

Su Ruanruan also whispered to him, "He has over a dozen places like this."

Bao Mingyuan: ...

At this moment, the Second Young Mistress Huo gestured to the crowd, gently asking, "This is the rule here, right?"

"Yes!" they answered in unison.

An older, ugly woman stepped forward, demanding that the girl be dealt with promptly.

They said the girl had contaminated the place.

Bing’er was horrified to the core.

She was terrified.

Back then, after being defiled by Liang Dahai, it was Miss Su who told her to keep quiet.

Miss Su said Liang Dahai was already dead, and no one should ever know about it.

Only then did Bing’er realize how lucky she was!

Those women stepped forward to drag the girl away, and despite her fears, the armless woman couldn’t protect her.

The girl was dragged several meters through the mud.

Su Ruanruan was furious!

She was always gentle and never rough with people, but now she stepped forward and slapped the lead woman.