"It's just that she's unlucky; she makes a huge fuss over eating something good."

Upon hearing this, Song Xunying felt a wave of dizziness wash over her.

Taking ginseng depends on one's constitution; even people in their prime dare not take it indiscriminately, let alone Cheng Wan, a pregnant woman.

They don't know how to cherish someone who isn't their own daughter.

Cao Tongwen tried to gloss over the matter with a casual "I don't know".

But no one thought that if Cheng Wan really got into trouble because of her bowl of ginseng soup, who would be able to bear the consequences!

Although Song Xunying and Cheng Yuanfang did not see Cheng Wan sitting on the ground while vomiting blood, they were still aware of the situation.

But Cheng Xiangling's account alone was enough to break their hearts.

Seeing that the two of them were so angry that their eyes were red, and they were glaring at her like she was an enemy, Cao Tongwen realized she was in a panic.

She took a step back, looking like she was about to die but still didn't know how to repent, and even tried to throw the blame back at them.

"Even if Cheng Wan really dies today, it's just her bad luck."

"I haven't even blamed her for killing my eldest grandson yet, so don't try to pin this debt on me!"

Song Xunying was furious. She pounced on Cao Tongwen and grabbed her hair tightly, tearing at it while cursing her in a hoarse voice.

"Cao Tongwen, you beast!"

"Wanwan is a living, breathing person, not some object belonging to your family. What right do you have to treat her like this!"

Cao Tongwen tried to resist, but her scalp was pulled so hard that her face was contorted, and she cried out in pain.

"It hurts so much! You good-for-nothing who can't give birth to a son, let me go!"

"Junjun, what are you standing there for? Your mother is about to be beaten to death! Why aren't you coming over to help me?!"