This was Zhao Youlin's first time discovering that her not-exactly-mother had soprano potential. She instinctively stretched out her hands to cover her ears. She turned back, and she glared at Xiao Jingyao angrily.
The moment Xiao Jingyao met Zhao Youlin's gaze, he immediately looked away. He looked at the ceiling, floor, and various things in the house, except meeting Zhao Youlin's eyes.
Zhao Youlin was so angry that she silently gave him the middle finger. What was with a man who was hard on the outside and soft on the inside?! How annoying he was!
"Youlin, what did you say just now? I think I must have misheard it, right?" After Duan Yarong finished screaming, she hurriedly grabbed Zhao Youlin's hand, and she asked her expectantly.
She hoped she could get a negative answer from Zhao Youlin. Unfortunately...
