Luo Qiangwei had no expression on her face, lying on the studio desk and fiddling with a potted plant when Yue Jing kicked her foot, "So many women dream of this, and you've experienced it twice, yet you're sulking. What the hell?"
She kicked back, "Who said I'm sulking?"
"It's written all over your cheeks."
Luo Qiangwei rolled her eyes and was just about to pout when the phone on the desk rang.
Caller ID... Senior Madame Mo.
…...
Thirty minutes later, at the hospital.
Luo Qiangwei knocked on the door and entered the ward. Senior Madame Mo got excited the moment she saw her, hurriedly calling her to sit by the bed, grabbing her hand, and beginning to lament.
"Qiangwei ah, that bastard Che'er actually made you have a miscarriage... I will beat him up for you every day. However, you want him punished works for me. What if I tie him up in the bathroom tonight, let him kneel on the washboard, and whip him with a belt dipped in chili sauce until he apologizes to you!"
