"You curse me?" Luo Cuilan frowned and looked at Fang Pingying.
"I'm advising you," Fang Pingying said calmly, "Out of concern for you as Zhiyong's sister, I'm offering you a kind word."
"Hmph." Luo Cuilan snorted disdainfully at Fang Pingying and stopped talking.
Though she was outwardly defiant, she also knew in her heart that Fang Pingying was correct; she did indeed need to be careful about her pregnancy. Even the doctor had said that it was extremely difficult for her to become pregnant this time, and if anything went wrong, she should give up any hope of having children ever again.
If she truly couldn't have children, Zhang Jianguo would most certainly divorce her.
Ever since Zhang Jianguo learned of her pregnancy, she had noticed a change in his behavior this past half year.
Before and after she got pregnant, Zhang Jianguo had been like two different people.
