Ming Mei curved her lips into a smile, speaking with absolute sincerity, "Oh, who would have thought? You may have lost your womb, but it seems to have been a boost to your IQ. Maybe when you had it, it was taking up too much of your nutrients and now, with it gone, your brain is getting adequately nourished. There's always give and take; it's like the saying goes: misfortune may be an actual blessing. Don't take this too hard."
To Beitang Chuxin, every word, every punctuation mark that came out of Ming Mei's mouth was mocking her, taking pleasure in her misery...
Beitang Chuxin knew exactly how Ming Mei was feeling now. She hated Ming Mei just like how Ming Mei hated her. If Ming Mei were the one lying there, Beitang Chuxin would be laughing herself to sleep at night.
Because their mutual hatred was so strong, as long as you suffer, I'll be happy,
So, with her current pitiful state, she didn't even want to imagine how pleased Ming Mei might be.
