Yu Jingrong sneered coldly, "Don't assume that everyone is the same kind of trash as you."
Her behavior earlier had left her feeling disgusted, but it didn't mean she looked down on her. After all, everyone lives their own life in their own way. However, she shouldn't have come to bother her, let alone say such things. So now, she couldn't help but truly disdain her from the bottom of her heart.
Feeling the insult in Yu Jingrong's words, Xiaotian's face suddenly turned ugly.
She glared fiercely at Yu Jingrong and said coldly, "What did you say? Trash? Do you think you're some better trash? We're all the same, don't you dare think you're nobler than me. If Ning thinks it's your good fortune he's interested in you, don't act so ungrateful and court death here..."
A pregnant woman's temper really does get worse and worse.
Ever since Yu Jingrong got pregnant, her personality had been getting more volatile. As the months progressed, her temper only grew wilder.
