Jiang Yuning's voice was extremely soft, yet it carried a tone of mockery.
She carelessly pinched Jiang Ruan's chin and pulled her face over as if she was training an animal.
"No matter how beautiful or proud you are, don't you still have to be my stand-in?"
"Without Jiang Yuning's identity, Zhan Xiaohan wouldn't spare you a second glance, don't believe me, just listen carefully."
Jiang Ruan shook off the woman's hand from her chin, her face cold as ice, unmoved.
Jiang Yuning's face flushed with anger at being rejected.
Why did she become increasingly agitated the calmer Jiang Ruan was?
"Jiang Ruan, listen carefully to what they are saying inside! Zhan Xiaohan, who used to dote on you, is now pondering how to punish you, the imposter, and openly marry me instead! You've lost your only bargaining chip now, getting rid of the child and disappearing forever is your only way out."
Jiang Ruan clenched her fists, refusing to believe that Zhan Xiaohan could be so heartless.