"Shi Yue, you're meddling too much."
Lu Xingshen slammed the door and drove away.
Shi Yue watched the trailing exhaust as it faded into the distance, her eyes twitching, forming a dark, sinister arc.
The next day, Jiang Tian went to the hospital with Aunt Zhang for the final check-up.
In just over ten days, she would give birth. Jiang Tian was physically weak, and the doctor feared an early delivery, recommending Jiang Tian to stay in the hospital for labor.
Jiang Tian said, "Let's wait a few days."
To put it bluntly, she didn't want to spend those solitary, lonely days in labor, having had enough of people asking,
"Why are you alone? Where's your husband?"
As she left the hospital, Jiang Tian unexpectedly received a call from Shi Yue,
"Sister Tian, it's me. I got your number from my uncle's mom. You don't mind, do you?"
Jiang Tian said softly, "What's the matter?"
