Translation:
Ji Xiulan excitedly responded: "I am grateful to my husband!"
Yi Ling looked at Ji Xiulan, and a touch of mockery flashed in her eyes. She was so happy with just three pieces of cloth, truly short-sighted. No wonder she was a peasant girl from a muddy background!
However, Yi Ling had to admit that she was envious, as Ji Xiulan's situation was much better than her own.
Sun Yaowen's eyes swept over Yi Ling, furrowing his brow: "What are you doing here?"
"I..."
Before Yi Ling could think of what to say, Sun Yaowen's gaze quickly moved away from her, as he saw Ji Xinhe standing beside her.
Although she was already pregnant, and her belly had grown, her beautiful face was still stunningly charming, winning Sun Yaowen's heart.
Looking lewdly at Ji Xinhe, Sun Yaowen moved closer to her and said with a grin, "So, you are here as well?"
Ji Xinhe's eyes were cold, and she didn't even give him a glance.