The clean and bright dining room, adorned with a crystal chandelier, seemed to be filled with a truly somber atmosphere at that moment. Lady Beigong, who had just returned from Canada today, coldly scanned everyone present: Beigong Cang, Qianning, and Aunt Hu standing by the side.
"I've only been gone for a few days, how could such a thing happen? I expressly told you to take good care of the child in your womb, yet look what you've done—you've had a miscarriage," Lady Beigong did not touch any of the food on the table as she reproached Qianning with a stern voice. Her diamond ring was continuously twisted in her hands out of anger.
Unable to meet her sharp gaze, Qianning could only lower her head and softly explained, "I'm sorry, I didn't know what my hand touched that night, and I got startled, which caused me to fall."