Shen Ruoxi tightly held Jun Moling's hand, her gaze determined as she said, "Husband, Xiao Chengyi's treatment of Xueyan is entirely to provoke me, deliberately making things difficult for us.
Xueyan is my maid, and I redeemed her freedom. Tomorrow, I must go."
Her tone was calm, yet it carried an undeniable resolve: "Don't worry, I won't get upset. I know my own body, and the child will be fine.
No matter what, I must make Xiao Chengyi pay for this, or he will truly think Shen Ruoxi is easy to bully.
As for you, you absolutely cannot go. We have the moral high ground. If you go, people will think you are using your status to oppress and bully them."
Jun Moling could not possibly feel at ease letting her go alone tomorrow, especially now that she is pregnant.
He lowered his voice, full of concern: "In that case, I will accompany you tomorrow. I won't intervene at first, but if I let you go alone, I will certainly worry myself to death."
