She had clenched her teeth and desperately hung on for the sake of the baby in her belly, but Luo Hongying didn't even spare her child, brutally smashing the baby to death right in front of her!
Scenes from her previous life flashed before her eyes, and a tinge of crimson hatred appeared in Luo Qiangwei's eyes. Her delicate fingers clenched as she lifted her head slightly and walked over—
Lin Yaping was holding a designer dress, yelling at the woman in front of her with an imposing arrogance, "Tang Sitian, I'm telling you, unless you can find someone to prove that the water on this dress wasn't splashed by you, you won't get off so easily. You won't get away with this until you've licked it dry!"
Standing beside her were four or five women, all with their arms crossed and fierce eyes, making it very obvious that they were bullying by their numbers.
