"Oh!" Jing Xianjun expressed surprise, "Then, do you want alimony?"
"You should step down, hen who doesn't lay eggs," Su Lan said venomously. A breeze messed up her hair, and she raised her hand to smooth it. Her top lifted slightly, revealing a band of snow-white skin.
It felt like a stab, and Jing Xianjun's heart hurt terribly. Yes, after that miscarriage, her fertility was damaged. The doctor said it would be nearly impossible for her to conceive again.
But only Loh Minxian knew about this; why does Su Lan also know?
Could he have told her?
Jing Xianjun's face quickly paled.
Su Lan was extremely smug: "Leave him, and we can still be friends."
"No." Jing Xianjun took a deep breath, but her voice still trembled uncontrollably, "I won't leave him. Go ahead and have your child! You and your child will never have a rightful status in this lifetime!"
After finishing, Jing Xianjun closed the door.
