Ye Shiyu's high heels clicked on the floor as she approached him calmly, holding a glass of red wine that was half drunk in her hands.
She raised her head haughtily and not a single trace of fear or dread could be seen in her eyes.
She shook the wine glass in her hand, her red lips curving into a small smile. Her eyes when she looked at He Xiyan were full of disdain.
This woman didn't have any abilities so she wasn't worthy of being her sister-in-law.
In what way was she worthy?
He Xiyan shook her head helplessly and she placed her trembling hands on her belly.
She couldn't afford to get angry! She couldn't!
She kept repeating the warning to herself.
She turned to see that the man by her side had his fingers curled into fists and his knuckles were terrifyingly pale as though he could instantly destroy everything.
"Ye Hao… forget it, let's go. Let's go!" He Xiyan tugged forcefully at his hand.
