She snatched the security guard's phone and angrily shouted, "Song Jianyi, don't you have any shame? Get out here and see me now!"
Song Jianyi was in the middle of doing prenatal yoga. She had her phone on speaker mode, placed on the floor next to her, with Xiao Le holding a live streaming camera.
Hearing Yu Qingyao's hysterical outburst, Song Jianyi innocently blinked her beautiful eyes and asked Xiao Le, "Can pregnant women roll out?"
"No, they can't."
"Ah."
She sighed with regret and asked on the phone, "Did you hear that? Pregnant women can't roll out!"
"Song Yuanbao!!"
Click!
The call was hung up on Song Jianyi's end.
She changed her pose, stretching her body softly.
The live chat room was filled with admiring comments.
[The representative of the most beautiful expectant mother! Look at how flexible her body is. If it weren't for the baby bump, you wouldn't believe she's pregnant!]
[Who was that person on the phone just now? Why are they so lacking in manners?]