Wen Zhi didn't give Bai Yuewan any courtesy, speaking hurtful words directly.
Bai Yuewan had never faced such humiliation; her expression turned from green to white, forcefully maintaining a façade that showed no trace of pleasure.
Yet, she didn't plan to let the matter rest there.
"Miss Wen, if you're pregnant, I suggest you consult the salesperson first. It's better to know what is suitable for the baby at different stages, especially for an unborn child, who needs many things."
"If you're the only one planning to raise this child, you'll need to be more frugal. I know you're good at making money, but once you have a child, the expenses will indeed multiply."
Bai Yuewan chattered on, oblivious to the increasingly ugly expression on Wen Zhi's face.
She was utterly unaware of how offensive her words were; Wen Zhi couldn't bear to listen any longer.
Wen Zhi knew exactly why Bai Yuewan kept pestering her. Wasn't it to find out if she was really pregnant?
