But why, why did it have to be her child who was hurt!
Jian Yufei clenched the bowl in her hand, suddenly throwing it ruthlessly to the floor. The fragments scattered, almost injuring Yan Yue's leg.
Yan Yue, startled, stepped back. The maid Madam Sun quickly reached out to support her, "Miss, are you alright?"
"I'm fine…" Yan Yue shook her head in panic, her face pale.
Madam Sun glared unsatisfied at Jian Yufei and said purposely, "Miss, you are pregnant. You must not let any fear take over you. Let's go check with the doctor soon. The child in your belly must not suffer any sort of mishap. These days, it's heartbreaking to see many women suffering miscarriages."
"Get lost!" Jian Yufei stared at them fiercely, her face reddened in anger.
She could naturally discern the boasting and scorn in Madam Sun's words.
She pointed towards the door, her body trembling with rage. "Get out!"
