"Whoever competes with me will face a gruesome end!"
With that said, Chi Mu's gaze fell onto Xia Wan'an's flat stomach, "Worse yet... you're carrying his child..."
Child... this word managed to instantly dim the light in Xia Wan'an's eyes.
Unaware of her changing expression, Chi Mu seemed to be unleashing all the hatred she had kept in her heart, spitting out her words with evident resentment, "He even took you to try on wedding dresses... As I went through the hardest times, you two were enjoying carefree days... Why?!"
As this sharp question ended, Chi Mu's phone suddenly rang.
She took out her phone and glanced at it, then showed the screen to Xia Wan'an, "It's midnight now... Today is your birthday, right? I've meticulously prepared a birthday gift for you..."
As she spoke, Chi Mu raises a lighter.