Xue Fanghua continued.
"After surgery and medication, you can't even be sure that the child in your womb isn't a monster,"
"Twins? Haha! It's probably a monster mistaken as twins in the test, but Lu Ming didn't dare to tell you!"
"..." Jing Yiren looked at Xue Fanghua with a dazed expression, unable to come back to her senses for a long time after the shock.
A child! Is there something wrong with her child?
"Jing Yiren, what use do you have of living? You're always lucky, this time it's my turn to die!"
As she spoke, Xue Fanghua suddenly shoved Jing Yiren.
Jing Yiren, still dazed, was easily pushed off by Xue Fanghua.
Her body fell, her ears filled with the sound of the wind, scraping at her skin until it hurt.
Her hair was a mess, her long skirt fluttering.
And so she fell from the airplane.
Jing Yiren's stunned expression hadn't worn off. She was still thinking about Yue Feng's death, even though she knew in her mind that she would soon die.
