"You know that's good, I simply don't want to share a room with you, this poisonous woman. Even when you die, don't call for me!"
He glanced coldly at Chu Nanli and left with a flick of his sleeve.
Chu Nanli silently lowered her gaze, her eyes observing her nose and her nose observing her heart.
Ye Yunting's icy words stabbed into her heart like a knife, making her feel uncomfortable even listening to them. If it had been the original owner, she would surely have been hurt for a long time.
Yet she hadn't treated him as anything special.
Her act today of experiencing menstruation was solely to make Ye Yunting and Lin Fuying believe that she had "miscarried" and was no longer pregnant.
...
Lin Fuying did not follow him in, instead, she peeked from outside.
Seeing Ye Yunting's anxious frown, Lin Fuying clenched her teeth!
Yunting still cares about this little wretched woman!
No, she must not let things continue this way!