"I'm sorry, I've dragged you into this."
"What do you mean by dragging? Can't you all just talk things out? You keep playing these nerve-wracking games, and I'm pregnant right now—I can't handle this kind of stress."
Bai Qingzhu couldn't help but laugh. Was Dongfang Ling complaining to her?
"You're actually laughing. How can you still find this funny?"
Dongfang Ling almost wanted to curse.
"Alright, you and Shaoze should leave first."
Dongfang Ling thought about it and realized, yes, she's done everything she should, leaving would be better.
When only Xiao Lijin and Bai Qingzhu were left in the room, Xiao Lijin's gaze fell on the lunch box she was holding.
"So, you'd rather eat something unnutritious here than go back with me, right?"
Bai Qingzhu put the lunch box on the table, then walked up to him and said, "Lijin, let's calm down."
