"Can you even call that thing you did bathing?!" Unable to take it any longer, Lin Jiage finally snapped.
"The four-year-old you was playing house, and you treated the eight-month-old me like one of your dolls and threw me in the water. If I didn't cling so resiliently for life, I might have drowned!"
Lin Jiayi: "Alright, even if what you said is true, it still doesn't change the fact that I know you very well. That little scheme of yours can't fool my keen eyes!"
At this point, Lin Jiayi paused for a moment as she leaned forward to whisper in Lin Jiage's ears, "Tell me the truth. That present was for Yaoyao, right?"
Lin Jiage didn't say a word, but his expression had clearly changed.
Noticing his reaction, the glee on Lin Jiayi's face deepened, "You were planning on giving Yaoyao a birthday present, and you used me as a cover, am I right?
