Slow but deadly words pierced Jia Rong's heart, driving her nearly mad.
Wang Yi almost wanted to applaud at the side, as those familiar with Qiao Xiaren knew she enjoyed targeting people's sore spots. Seeing Jia Rong so infuriated by Xiaren felt satisfyingly just.
The doctor had just informed her that due to this miscarriage, she might never be able to conceive smoothly again.
Even if she did conceive, it might end in miscarriage just like now.
Jia Rong's face cracked like there was a fissure, no longer caring about her recent miscarriage as she struggled and said, "A wretched girl dares to order me around and insult Mrs. Yin, I will kill you..."
"Is the Yin Family that amazing? Mrs. Yin, I really don't think highly of your family. I'm not overstepping, but teaching Mrs. Yin how to be a person!"
"You... you..." Jia's face turned red, unable to utter a retort as she looked at Qiao Xiaren's calm demeanor, her temples throbbed with anger.
