Su Qingyu set down the flower basket. "I'm a friend of hers," she explained. "I'll just see her for a moment and then I'll be on my way."
"That won't be necessary. Strangers only aggravate her condition. Miss Su, please."
Jian An shoved a pillow into Su Qingyu's arms, her voice cracking with grief and despair. "Take my baby and run! You have to raise her! I'll hold them off—go, now!"
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