A shrill woman's scream echoed in the first-floor hall. No one expected Su Nian to forcefully stomp on Bai Xue's stomach, even stamping on it with all her might.
The ease on her face from a moment ago vaporized. She bent over to look at the miserable Bai Xue, "Curses, curses. If they were effective, no one would need to work. Everyone could just curse their competitors and money would come rolling in!"
"You're not afraid of being cursed...why..." Bai Xue's words trailed off, revealing just how harsh Su Nian's kick had been.
"Hmph, wondering why I treated you like this?" Su Nian cast her a disdainful glance, "The well-being of my child is none of your concern. Whoever dares to harm my child will regret being born in this life!"
She coolly spat out her words, stood up from Bai Xue, and glared at her flat-soled shoes. If only she were wearing high heels, if my child isn't well, then no one else's should be either!
