Jian Shichu sneered, "You consider her family, but she doesn't see you that way. She's always been jealous of you, hoping for your downfall. She doesn't care if the baby is innocent or not; she just knows that if you and the baby are dead, she'd be the happiest!"
Ye Qingci couldn't help but shed tears, shaking her head in agony, "What did I ever do to her? I've never wronged her, so why does she hate me so much?"
Jian Shichu thought of Ruan Yuezhu's words, hastily wiping away her tears, and sternly said, "No crying! Have you forgotten what mom said? Crying during confinement can ruin your eyes. If I had known that you'd cry for that beast, I would never have told you these things!"
Seeing Jian Shichu angry, Ye Qingci quickly held back her tears.
Ye Yazhi was just someone unrelated, an enemy who wanted her dead.
She couldn't let Ye Yazhi make her beloved husband angry.
