In the top-tier luxury ward of Lan's Hospital, Lan Yuyi was crying.
"Aunt Yao, how could this happen? Didn't you promise me that Lingche wouldn't have other women? How could he suddenly want to marry Qiao Lainan? What about me? What should I do? What about me and Sheng Qing's child?"
Madam Lu couldn't bear to hear the name "Sheng Qing" anymore, it hurt her so much that she could hardly breathe.
She forcibly hugged the crying Lan Yuyi and gritted her teeth, "Don't listen to Lingche's nonsense. Qiao Lainan, that kind of person, is she worthy of marrying into the Lu family? She's not even qualified to shine your shoes! As long as I'm here, Lingche won't be able to bring her home!"
"Aunt Yao, I was so foolish, I had tried so hard to get Qiao Yin and Lingche divorced, I thought my biggest competitor was Qiao Yin, I was wrong!"