When she heard the word 'miscarriage', Ye Jiajia was at a loss, her handsome eyebrows knit together in an instant. Just as she was about to brush away Chen Jingzi's hand resting on her arm, Ling Guizhen was a step ahead; grabbing Chen Jingzi's hand and brushing it away hastily.
"Mrs. Gu, hasn't she had a miscarriage already?" With an interrogative tone, Chen Jingzi reproached Ling Guizhen, getting so angry that she clenched her fists, clearly not convinced. "Why is she still here, happily shopping with you?"
Ye Jiajia stared blankly at Chen Jingzi and Ling Guizhen. She looked at Chen Jingzi, who was aggressive and confrontational, then at Ling Guizhen, who was seemingly at a loss for words. Finally, she directed her surprised gaze at Ling Guizhen, as if seeking answers from her.
"Jiajia." Ling Guizhen stepped forward, shielding Ye Jiajia behind her. She looked at her with a warm smile, "Pay no attention to her nonsense, I think she's just off her rocker."
