Zhao Wanqing's face was livid and she said angrily:

"Endure? How can I endure it? That damn woman Yang Ruoyan slapped me alive, how can I endure this hatred?

Yi Bo is my husband in name, but his heart is thinking about someone else. How can I bear it?

Even the old woman from the Chen family doesn't take me seriously, I'm about to explode, how can I endure it?"

Zhao Wanxin was obviously calmer than Zhao Wanqing. She looked sideways at her angry sister, shook her head and said:

"If you can't bear it now, you will definitely lose this war. You were already too late to fall in love with Chen Yibo. Now you are taking a step out of it. If you want to take your man back, you must bear it. If you can't bear it, you will lose it."

Chaos plan!"

When Zhao Wanqing saw her sister speaking with some profound meaning, she narrowed her eyes and asked:

"Then what do you think I should do?"

Zhao Wanxin looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to them. She lay down and whispered in her sister's ear.

Zhao Wanqing's originally frowning eyebrows gradually relaxed, she nodded frequently, and an evil smile crept onto the corner of her mouth.

"Okay, my sister is smarter, I'll go right away!"

Zhao Wanqing happily took out her mobile phone, but was stopped by her sister:

"There's no rush, sister, you'd better establish a good relationship with the Chen family first, and then go take care of your husband there! I'll just take care of this."

"Then I'm sorry to bother you, Xinxin, you are really my good sister."

"Who makes us sisters? My sister has been wronged just as my sister has been wronged. When I saw that woman Yang Ruoyan, my eyes bleed. We share the same hatred and are sisters. We are afraid that Yang Ruoyan will not shake your position."

"Okay, then Xinxin, I'll go in first, and I'll leave this matter to you."

"Go for it!"

...

The gloomy sky is still dark, and yesterday's heavy rain still hasn't driven away the haze in the air.

Dark clouds were billowing in the sky, and several lightning bolts flashed across the sky, making Yang Ruoyan, who was worried, unable to rest peacefully.

"Ah sneeze!"

"Yanyan, what's wrong? Didn't you catch a cold from yesterday's rain?"

In Room 2610, Building 1, Xia Apartment No. 9, Lin Zefeng was worried that it would be inconvenient for Yang Ruoyan to return to school with a pregnant belly and continue living there.

After his repeated requests, Yang Ruoyan finally agreed to move to his house for a few days.

He caressed her forehead and asked with concern. Seeing that there was no sign of fever, he calmly handed her the medicine and boiled water in his hand and said:

"Fortunately, I don't have a fever, but it's better not to catch a cold.

This is the anti-fetal medicine prescribed to you by the hospital, I brought it back for you, take it first."

"Thanks!"

Yang Ruoyan nodded, swallowed the pills and boiled water in Lin Zefeng's hand, and looked out the window, feeling restless.

"Cousin, are you really sure Yibo is okay? I want to go to the hospital to see him."

Lin Zefeng patted her hand and said consolingly:

"Okay, I told you that Yibo is fine. He is really fine. I just finished a phone call with my uncle. There is no fear for his life. It's just that his right foot is seriously injured. He may be transferred to the United States for treatment."

Yang Ruoyan held Lin Zefeng's hand worriedly and asked anxiously:

"His foot is serious, isn't it? No, I want to go see him. I haven't seen it with my own eyes, so I can't rest assured. I always feel that something is going to happen."

Yang Ruoyan pulled off the quilt and said it was rain or wind.
Chapter completed!