Wen Bilan kept nodding in agreement, invigorated by the thought of the vixen who stole her husband meet her demise, and the idea of finally getting revenge on her son.
She stopped crying and held her daughter's hand saying, "Good girl, you're the one with all the ideas, let's just do as you say! I was so distressed earlier, almost crying myself to death. Now I feel a bit better."
However, Lan Yuyi held her belly, "I was too upset earlier, and now my stomach hurts a little."
This made Wen Bilan instantly anxious, "Should I call the doctor for you?"
Lan Yuyi thought for a moment and then shook her head, "No, Madam Lu will be here soon. If she finds out I'm having trouble with the baby again, she'll be upset. She's quite intimidating when she's angry, I don't want to see that."
"Alright, you lie down for a bit, we won't call the doctor for now, but don't push yourself too hard, okay?"
"Mm, I understand."
Though Lan Yuyi agreed, her discomfort continued to worsen.
