For the past two days, flame had taken up the job of cooking, and the little trumpet had been following behind him to help him every day. It was a happy thing.
Huo qingge had just stood up when Li Wenwen stopped her. sis, you can sit while I go! Li Wenwen said.
Huo qingge looked at Li Wenwen in amusement. She didn't say anything and just kept smiling.
Li Wenwen grabbed her shirt and looked at li Boyan.
"Now your surname is not ye, and my surname is not ye, so where did you call me sister?"
Finally, Huo qingge opened her mouth to speak, but her tone was extremely sarcastic.
"Look at you, child. You should be calling me little aunt!"
Li Boyan, who didn't speak much, opened his mouth. His father's voice was gentle and there was no reproach.
Huo qingge could clearly see the flash of hatred in Li Wenwen's eyes.
She knew that everything was an act, just like in the past.
