Qiann Yan sat in her seat, unmoved, while Luo Jianying cursed angrily, spouting all kinds of vulgarities, causing others in the hospital to frown.

Such crude and unpleasant words, it felt like they were polluting the ears.

"Song Qianyan, you explain yourself immediately!" Luo Jianying’s eyes were red with hatred, especially since Qiann Yan seemed so composed, it nearly drove her to fury.

Qiann Yan: "Luo Jianying, if you haven’t done this, there’s no need to be so anxious. The innocent will always be clear. Everyone has eyes; they can tell what’s going on. Your desperate defense makes you look guilty." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

"Ahhh, Song Qianyan, you shameless woman! You wronged a good person! Your tongue will rot, you #%&..." Luo Jianying cursed again, appearing to those gathered like a cornered beast.

"Enough!" Liu Chengxi noticed everyone around was watching the commotion and shouted at Luo Jianying, "What’s the point of making a scene? Don’t you feel any shame?"

"Old Liu, I really didn’t...." Luo Jianying whined, turning to glare at Qiann Yan, "It’s all Song Qianyan’s filthy mouth spreading lies. You’re so immoral. Your daughter is in there having a baby, aren’t you afraid of karma? Having a mother like this, Little Han is really unlucky."

Qiann Yan’s gaze turned cold, as if Luo Jianying knew how to hit Qiann Yan’s sore spots, she began to attack Jiang Jinghan in various ways.

Luo Jianying spoke smugly, but Qiann Yan walked over and grabbed Luo Jianying’s hair, slapping her face several times, causing Luo Jianying to yelp in pain.

Qiann Yan used the right amount of force, controlling her strength, so Luo Jianying only felt her bones ache, her cheeks slightly red, but not swollen at all.

Qiann Yan pinched Luo Jianying’s chin, her eyes indifferent.

Liu Chengxi stood nearby, perhaps feeling that intervening in a fight among women was beneath him.

"Luo Jianying, Song Qianyan, can’t you argue back home? Aren’t you embarrassed?"

"Song Qianyan, Little Han is still giving birth, what’s your point? Considering Jianying is Little Han’s mother-in-law, do you really want things to get ugly? Will Little Han and Wenbin have any peace in the future?"

At this moment, Liu Chengxi seemed like the patriarch, trying to persuade two quarreling women to save face for him. Regarding Luo Jianying and Jiang Lid’s issue, he intended to settle it at home.

"Wenbin, hurry and separate your mother and mother-in-law." Liu Chengxi directed, putting on airs.

Liu Wenbin snapped out of it, quickly moving to intervene. He looked at Qiann Yan: "Mom, Little Han is still giving birth, can we stop fighting for now, please?"

"Are you saying I was wrong?" Qiann Yan’s gaze fell on Liu Wenbin’s face, "Didn’t you selectively ignore Luo Jianying’s repeated curses wishing misfortune upon Little Han, saying she’d reap what she sowed?"

"For such an important event as childbirth, you, as the husband, allowed Little Han to give birth at home? If the doctor hadn’t checked her and if she hadn’t been rushed to the hospital, Little Han might have died."

Liu Wenbin’s face went pale, his hands started trembling: "My mom said Aunt Zhang has a lot of experience in delivering babies, there wouldn’t be any problems, this should be an accident."

Qiann Yan almost laughed at his cowardice: "So you let Little Han take such a risk? Did you not consider the possibility of something going wrong?"

Liu Wenbin was rendered speechless. Having learned Jiang Jinghan was only fit for a cesarean section, he regretted listening to Luo Jianying.

If his mother-in-law hadn’t come, Little Han might have met with disaster; Liu Wenbin’s back was soaked.