As for Bai Qingqing, since that day, she felt as though she had transformed into the female lead of a weepy movie. Her everyday life summarized by five words and a punctuation mark: Tolerate tolerate tolerate tolerate tolerate!
Bella got increasingly overboard as the days went by. Not only did she order her to roast meat for her, she even made her wash her clothes for her now. The most irritating thing was hearing her shrill rants every single day.
"Bai Qingqing! When is my roast meat ready!"
Look, there she goes again.
Holding her five to six months' pregnant tummy, Bai Qingqing said as she strode out, "There are no more condiments for roasting the meat. I'll go out and find some."
"Hmph."
Even though she stood far away, Bai Qingqing could hear that "hmph." She glumly exhaled a murky breath, before jogging out.
