Mrs. Mo had had her fill of berating, and didn't stop her.
She quickly let go, watching Jing Yan's retreating figure while still patting her chest as if frightened.
"I always say you need to exercise more regularly, just like Yaya. Her physique is stronger than most, and she's not that delicate. Otherwise, if she were pregnant, I'd probably be panicking right now."
Jing Yan had just reached the doorway when she heard this. Her steps faltered noticeably.
Biting her lip, she clenched her fists, pretending she hadn't heard anything and went straight back to her room.
Only when Jing Yan's figure had completely disappeared from view did Mrs. Mo contentedly lower her gaze.
"It seems you know everything. Why must you bully a young girl who knows no better?" Jiang Haoyan's gaze darkened, his piercing gaze directly on Mrs. Mo.
