"Really?" Jiang Nanshu flashed a smile at her.
Yu Zhuyin's eyes were dazzled by that smile.
Jiang Nanshu hadn't even applied makeup, and yet her skin showed no flaws under such conditions, subtly overshadowing her fully made-up appearance.
Jiang Nanshu had a strong natural beauty, her unmade-up face could rival the look of someone wearing makeup.
She felt a bit resentful, "That's right, it wasn't on purpose, if you had fallen and miscarried, it would have nothing to do with me."
Jiang Nanshu's hand rested on her stomach, standing still.
Yu Zhuyin gave her a mocking laugh and walked away.
After such provocation, was Lu Qingyan's wife still acting like a coward? Is this what he liked?
That was all it was.
She wickedly took a photo of Jiang Nanshu with a fake snake on her phone, then sent it to Lu Qingyan using another number.
Wasn't she forbidden to see him?
She saw him anyway, what could he do about it?
She left humming a tune, in a cheerful mood.
