"Sir, could Yuanyuan be having a miscarriage?" Mrs. Jing never thought that her casual push would cause this.
"Don't talk nonsense." Jing Xiaonan angrily snapped, such slander would tarnish Yuanyuan's reputation.
"What? Miscarriage?" Jing Peng asked, his voice trembling.
"Yes, isn't her condition indicating a miscarriage?" Mrs. Jing's mood suddenly lifted. Indeed, like mother, like daughter—one pregnant before marriage, and now the daughter sleeping with a man before marriage. The thought made her feel exhilarated.
"Enough of that, quickly get someone to take her to the hospital." Jing Peng became annoyed at his mother's smug face.
If Yuanyuan was really having a miscarriage, he would be absolutely heartbroken. That was his child. How could his mother behave like this?
"Why bother? We, the Jings, don't need such a reckless daughter." Mrs. Jing was furious that her son would speak to her in such a manner, causing her to start losing her composure.
