Yan Xiaye was right.
Yanrou, or rather, Yan Shuirou looked at her with eyes that gradually changed from grievance to hatred. Faced with Yan Xiaye's revenge, she could only make the Lu Family and Li Yuntang turn against each other.
In this way, Mrs. Li's words would naturally be disregarded.
And to achieve this goal...
The light in Yan Shuirou's eyes dimmed, and her small face became pitiful once more, "Mrs. Li, I really didn't mean it, please forgive me..."
As she spoke, she knelt on the ground and suddenly lunged towards Yan Xiaye.
Seeing her twisted expression that contradicted her words, Yan Xiaye was startled, and instinctively pushed away the woman who suddenly approached.
"It hurts!"
Yan Shuirou, pushed by her, fell delicately onto the floor, raising her hand to press on her flat abdomen: "Mrs. Li, we are both women about to become mothers, how could you push me like this?"
