If liking Shi Yuhuan is her fault, making her suffer all this, then what about Song Qinghuan? She too liked Shi Yuhuan, so shouldn't she also endure the loss of something precious like her?
Seeing her fall silent, Song Qinghuan decided to turn and leave, but Zhan Jie grabbed her arm.
"What do want exactly?" Song Qinghuan turned to glare at her, panting heavily, "Are you planning to assault a pregnant woman?"
The crowd around them could no longer bear to watch; one woman stepped forward, grabbing Zhan Jie's arm and forcefully pulling it away.
"Who told you to meddle in other people's business!" Zhan Jie's face fell, and she glared back undesirably.
However, facing the woman's chilling and seductive gaze, Zhan Jie felt an icy wind creep down her spine, sending chills through her body.
