Zhou Xueli supported Lady Liang back to her own room to lie down, bustling about as he fretted, "Does it hurt a lot? Do you want to call the doctor to prescribe some fetus-preserving medicine for you?"
Lady Liang saw the urgent look on his face and sighed inwardly. This family was bizarre, but her husband was a good man. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to stay.
"Husband, don't fuss, I'm fine," said Lady Liang, pulling him to sit down.
"Ah?" Zhou Xueli looked at her face, which showed not the slightest pain, and couldn't help feeling bewildered.
With a slight smile, Lady Liang caressed her belly and said, "I faked it, otherwise Uncle Zhou would have had me playing the villain."
Thinking of Zhou Xuennian's smug face and plans, Lady Liang felt like vomiting. He was so calculating, coming up with such a bad idea, expecting her to play the villain, which was simply ridiculous.
