As Jing Yiren was speaking, the face of Xue Fanghua was green with envy.
Someone, laughing, said, "Then what will happen when Sister Fanghua has her own child? Will you recognize her as godmother?"
"..." Xue Fanghua, gritting her teeth in frustration and unable to bear it anymore, banged the table and stood up angrily.
"Jing Yiren, don't go too far!"
"..." Too far? Jing Yiren sneered to herself.
Compared to what Xue Fanghua has just done to her, she was merely gaining a verbal advantage.
Jing Yiren opened her eyes wide, blinking, and looked blankly at Xue Fanghua.
"What happened?"
"..." Everyone was also looking at Xue Fanghua in confusion, they were relaxing a while ago, then suddenly, she banged the table and lost it.
She didn't say anything bad about Jing Yiren or Lu Ming, did she?
"..." Xue Fanghua was so angry she felt like vomiting blood; why couldn't she control her emotions?
