"Qinglan, I want to see Han Yi."
"Okay, I'll call him right now."
When Yu Xiaoxuan was pushed in, tears still hung on the corners of her eyes. Shen Qinglan watched as the door to the delivery room closed and took out her phone to call Han Yi, whose phone was still off.
Shen Qinglan's face darkened as she heard Yu Xiaoxuan's painful screams from the delivery room, and her anger towards Han Yi grew more intense.
"Master Chen, how could Xiaoxuan suddenly go into early labor?" She had seen Yu Xiaoxuan in good health just two days ago.
Master Chen's face darkened, "Madam went early this morning to drop off her husband at the airport and then went to the company. On the way back, our car was rear-ended; it wasn't an accident; it was a planned event."
Shen Qinglan's expression became stern, looking at Master Chen, "What do you mean by that?"
"The car hit us twice," Master Chen said. "Madam was scared by the accident."
