"Nian Xi, how can you say something like that? No matter what, Shuangwei is your friend. You two grew up together." Jiang Qifei clenched her fist before her chest as her eyes filled with tears.
"Xu Luosang," she pointed at Luosang and continued, "ask yourself this. If that psychopath didn't hate you, would she have attacked Nian Junting's grandmother at her birthday party? She did that because you're in a relationship with Nian Junting. You started this, but innocent people got hurt."
Luosang had so many thoughts in her mind that she didn't even know what to say. She was a woman, too. She put herself in Leng Shuangwei's position and felt that if she had lost her ability to be a mother, half of the meaning of her life would be gone. These days, no man would want to marry an infertile woman, except those who had gotten divorced and already had children.
