"Painting Mommy as a demon? Tell me honestly, whose idea was it? Who was the one who drew this?"
Qiu Tong stuck her hands at her waist and demanded an explanation from them. She lowered her eyes to carefully observe the exaggerated and bold caricature of her.
With this artistic talent, she secretly wondered if the Qiu family could also produce a genius painter?!
The three children avoided Qiu Tong's gaze and responded to her question with silence.
Qiu Tong rolled her eyes and covered her heart with her hand. She pretended to have a heart attack and said, "I'm so pitiful. I must be the first mother to be angered to death by her child's drawing, right? I didn't know I looked like this in your hearts!"
"Do you know how dangerous the world is outside? Mommy hired Uncle Ke Le to protect you, but you sneaked out…"
"What if something happened? How sad will Mommy be?"
