Mo Rao had smooth skin that was very fair skin, so her injuries were very obvious.
Fu Ying chased after her and grabbed Mo Rao's wrist. His voice became stern. "Tell me, how did you get injured?!"
"I said you don't have to worry!" Mo Rao shook off Fu Ying's hand again, her face filled with impatience.
She had to maintain a good mood when she was pregnant. She did not want to get angry, so she did not say much to Fu Ying.
Why was this person so oblivious?
"Is that so? Do you want that organization to close down tomorrow?" Fu Ying asked coldly.
Was he threatening her?
Mo Rao was so angry that her face turned pale. Those children were already very pitiful. If they had nowhere to go because of her, she would be a sinner!
"Fu Ying, are you crazy?!" She gritted her teeth and asked angrily.
