"You're talking nonsense," Sun Yuhua tried to stop Xia Xiao from continuing.
But Xia Xiao wasn't willing to let Sun Yuhua off so easily. She didn't want Sun to harass her in the future or covet her son, so she continued, "However, I was pregnant and couldn't cook, so you cooked dishes that could cause miscarriage for yourself. Even though they weren't for me, you were eating them, and when you had stomach pain, mom said you were pregnant, and I figured it out. You've had children yourself, how could you not know what pregnant women should or shouldn't eat? Moreover, that night, mom made you an antiabortifacient, and how did you react? You threw up while you were drinking it, wasting the medicine."
Sun Yuhua's eyes widened, her whole body shaking, she hadn't expected to be exposed by Xia Xiao, and at this time, she couldn't even refute it.
