Bai Nuying bit her lips and furrowed her brows.
"I don't want to hurt you, and I also don't want to be accused of bullying others. Your mother is forcing you to recognize the truth, but no matter what, from a mother's point of view, she can't do anything to you, and she won't hurt you."
Xian Guiying turned around to leave after she finished speaking sincerely. Bai Nuying looked at her with a blank expression. "Xian Guiying, if you're not my love rival, perhaps I will like you a lot."
Xian Guiying paused for a moment and looked back at her with a faint smile. "I'm sorry, but whether or not you want to interfere in my marriage, I will not like you."
As she got into the car, she felt her stomach churning violently. She opened the window and leaned against the seat for a while, and the churning feeling in her stomach finally became a little better. That type of nausea was the worst feeling she needed to bear, and most pregnant women couldn't avoid it.
