Chu Xiyue, who had been rushing over in a panic, terrified that something might happen to Ling Jinyu: ...
The corner of her mouth twitched. "I have to say, Ling Jinyu's love-struck character setting hasn't collapsed one bit."
She could even twist Ling Meiyu's threat into something like that.
After that little interruption, Chu Xiyue was no longer in such a hurry.
"Feelings?" Ling Meiyu froze for a long while before she understood, then laughed. "Hahaha, do you think I have those disgusting thoughts about you? Don't be ridiculous!"
"Isn't that the case?" Ling Jinyu asked in stunned disbelief.
"Ling Jinyu, I have to say, you're laughably and pitifully stupid." Ling Meiyu laughed wildly. "Let me tell you the truth. I tied you up here only because of your child. No, I should say, my child."
"Once this child is born, I'll be able to marry Zhibiao."
Ling Jinyu found Ling Meiyu's expression terrifying. Instinctively shielding her belly, she asked cautiously, "W-what do you mean?"
Ling Meiyu looked at Ling Jinyu smugly. "Zhibiao and I are in love. We've weathered so much together. I love Zhibiao, and Zhibiao loves me. If I could have children, Zhibiao and I would have married long ago."
"But it doesn't matter that I can't give birth. There's still you. Do you think Zhibiao likes you? No, he only wants you to bear him a child. Once the child is born, he'll dump you and be with me."
Ling Jinyu felt as if she had been struck by lightning. She stared blankly toward the door. "No, I don't believe it!"
"Brother Biao, tell me, who do you love? You love me, right?!" Ling Jinyu looked at Wang Zhibiao. Though she had always said Wang Zhibiao did not love her and that she wanted to break