It's not just about the people, there's also the one she's carrying inside her. Jian Anning was frightened out of her wits, and this time there's no way she could agree to her: "No, no, it's not like we're actually going to war. Plus, you're over six months pregnant and going to do something so dangerous. What if something happens to you..."
"What are you afraid of?" Zhao Ziyin raised her eyebrows, looking utterly domineering, "With a big belly like this, I'd like to see that mistress dare to challenge me! If anything happens, the child in my belly is my talisman!"
"That person is also pregnant, about a month along..." Jian Anning weakly said.
Zhao Ziyin looked exasperated, "How can you be so dumb! It's exactly your kind of soft nature that lets people walk all over you! Yu Zexiao, that bastard, even has a child now, why would you still consider him? If you ask me, a child born from such an improper relationship won't be happy anyway."
