Ruan's mother said this, but her tone was not firm.
She also began to have doubts about Yan Yue...
After all, the person who had found Ruan Tianling poisoned both times was her, which indeed was a strange coincidence.
Yan Yue clenched her fists, the sharp nails piercing the palm of her hand.
She lowered her eyes, suddenly showing a pained expression...
"Mom..." she reached out desperately and frantically to grab Ruan's mother's arm, her little face twisted and pale.
Ruan's mother was startled by her appearance, "Yueyue, what's wrong with you?"
"Mom, my stomach hurts so much..." Panic was written all over Yan Yue's face, "What should I do, my stomach hurts so much..."
"This is bad, she must be suffering from a miscarriage!" Ruan's mother also panicked immediately, "Someone, quickly take the young mistress to the hospital, hurry!"
Yan Yue bit her lip hard, without making a sound.
But looking at her expression, anyone would think she was in great pain...
